Come on, Sarah! Wake up.
Sarah opened her eyes to Ashe's urging and sat up. She slept surprisingly well considering the change to her environment. Then she realized that she wasn't at the orphanage and this place - no matter how comfortable it had been made - was an awful place to be. This wasn't home. She didn't have a home and she didn't want to make this place a home either. There had actually been a time where she ran away from one of her foster homes and spent a week before getting caught by police and returned to the foster home. Shortly after that she ended up being returned to the orphanage. During that time she rather enjoyed her freedom.
Maybe this place will be OK as a home?
Sarah had mixed feelings about that thought and shook her head. "No way." Why would she think that?
I just want somewhere to be a home.
Sarah frowned. She definitely agreed with that sentiment, but none of the places she had been to so far even came close to working out. There were always fights. There's no way that this place could be the same.
She saw a tray with a bowl, a glass of milk, and four slices of french toast coated with brown sugar sitting on the desk. She felt famished as she refused to eat anything on the trip over here, so she sat down at the desk and devoured her meal. French toast had always been one of her favorite meals to eat and this toast was good. She drank from the milk whenever she felt the food sticking in her throat.
Slow down, enjoy it.
That was right, she should enjoy this breakfast. After all, if she was going to be stuck in this new awful place the least she could enjoy would be breakfast. She savored the last two slices of french toast. She then decided to get changed into blue jeans and a solid black t-shirt and as soon as she finished the door to her room opened. In came a middle-aged Caucasian man with a bald head and red stubble. He appeared to work out and wore a gentle face. Sarah gave him a startled look as she hadn't expected anyone to come in.
He chuckled nervously and gave her a friendly smile. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you. Come with me, I'm going to take you to the Gym to meet the others." He had a deep voice and decidedly no accent whatsoever.
Sarah stood there and stared at him.
Hey! Hey! Ask him about the others!
Sarah felt a little excitement at the thought that she wasn't going to be alone. She hesitantly asked. "O-others?"
The man nodded once and jerked his thumb over his shoulder. "Yeah, there are other children. My name is Charles, I'll be a caretaker for you."
Sarah felt reluctant to go anywhere, or even respond to him. She could tell that if he had to he could force her to come with her and there wasn't much she could do to stop it.
Come on don't give him a hard time! Tell him your name! Go with him. Meet the others.
Sarah felt divided between Ashe's excitement and her own reluctance. She was used to being sociable though and finally smiled. "OK, I'm Sarah."
Charles nodded as if he knew already, but said nothing and began to lead her down the hallways. He looked over his shoulder to make sure she was following and when he saw that Sarah was he seemed to relax a bit.
He seems a bit relieved. It's a good thing we didn't fight against him. I think he's a little scary even if he's nice.
Sarah shook her head. She didn't agree with that at all. The bigger man didn't scare her at all and she thought that he was pretending to be nice, but she didn't want to say that out loud right now. That relief could only be something to cause her to let her guard down. If she could she wanted to leave this place. The walls alone made her feel uncomfortable.
They hadn't traveled for long when several guards and children of various ages met up as they came up to a double door. Sarah glanced around at the others, there were a few children her age, but a couple were older. In total she counted five other children.
Oh! There they are! We should talk to them.
Sarah wanted to, but she wanted to see where they were being taken to next. She mumbled to herself. "Not right now."
Charles looked over his shoulder as she spoke. "Huh? What was that?"
Sarah looked up to him with a smile. "Nothing, just thinking."
Charles smiled lightly and looked away. "Alright." His tone sounded as if it were something else, which only served to confuse Sarah.
The double doors opened up and they were led inside and brought to a circular table up on a platform where there were some other adults. They were introduced as doctors which confused Sarah even more as she didn't need a doctor. She met them last night? She was so tired she could barely remember coming here much less anything else. Her expression was openly confused. She didn't want to be experimented on. A "new human"? What was meant by that? This doctor was being too vague.
Keep calm, Sarah, keep calm. We'll be alright.
Sarah raised her hand when questions were called for and quickly dropped it as she was pointed at with a "Yes, Sarah?". Then came her short barrage of questions brought up by her fear and confusion. "'New human'? Experiments? What kind of experiments? Will they hurt? What do you mean by 'new human'? Why do you want to help us? I know I don't need any help. I'm not sick, so can I go home?" She ended her barrage by crossing her arms over her chest and staring right at Dr. Lee's face.