Mya carefully and swiftly dodged anyone in her way as she escaped the dining hall, eager to get to the Rebellion HQ before it was too late, before she ran out of time and the officials would find her. In this place, this chilling, dull place, it was a game of survival every time there was a test, or "mission" for you to perform. Only those lucky enough, skilled enough, strong enough, could live on. However the price to pay would be to count how many companions or comrades, inevitably, didn't make it through. You'd never see or hear them again. And maybe it was for the better, being released from this isolated island. Nowhere was safe, nowhere except the Rebellion HQ that has managed to prevent any rumor or evidence of its existence from appearing. 

The blonde girl stayed close to the walls and shadows as she ran, sprinting on the metal that tiled almost every surface of the island. Celeste had looked at the time on the digital clock in the corner of the room she was currently studying in. It glowed a silvery blue in the dim lighting. She frowned to herself as she saw it was already passed the time she had been expecting Mya to arrive at the base. Of course she was worried now, what could have happened? What was happening right now? Had Mya been caught before she could leave? All questions of the like made her ponder the present moments of time.

Mya zig-zagged in complicated patterns around every block of the abandoned city, like she was traveling through a labyrinth, which very much relates to how strange the turns in the road were. There seemed to be no correlation how she managed to find a way through the identical-to-each-other buildings.