Eight 's eyelids opened, sending a very faint glow onto whatever the dark surface she was now staring at. She blinked mechanically a few times before looking about. Not having much room to move, she was laid down on some items that where actually decently comfortable. "This again..." she muttered to herself, her false voice echoed in the small contained space, it had a metal quality to it and sounded like a recording. "Let's see if..." she trailed off as she tried to fling her arm out in front of her, it shot up and bumped against the wall above her. The whole space she was in jumped and she grunted when it hit the ground again. she sighed, blowing some "hair" away from her face. She looked begrudgingly at the wall and set her legs up to kick the wall. "One three..." she began her count mentally and on the set number, she kicked with all she could, the "wall" in front of her busted in two, flopping over to the containers side, hay flying up with it. Eight rose to a sitting position and sighed, spitting up the straw in her mouth she looked at her new surroundings. She had been packaged up and sent over to someone else. Again.