''Hand me that paper.''
I hand the guard my papers.
He stares at the papers for a second, flipping through the pages, before sighing.
His ghost hands slide through the last paper.
''Looks like you are clear to go.''
I nod and step towards the gate.
''Hey.''
He waves the last paper.
''Who are you here for?''
I clear my throat.
''Inmate 116.''
He stares at me.
''Ugh. That one is a trouble maker. Bad history.''
I raise my eyebrows.
''Uhm- What kind of bad history, if may I ask?''
He sighs.
''Barrier violation. Attacked a number of 15 inmates in one day. Tried to escape, killing one of the guards with her fists. Too many tattoos. Annoying. A lot of violations. I'm surprised you would want to release her.''
I fidget with my hands.
''I'm helping her with something. I'm getting her out of here.''
The guard shrugs.
''Okay.''
I nod and step through the gate, walking up the large stairs.
*
I make my way down into the barrier jail cells.
Pulling out inmate's 116's jail cell key, I dangle it in my hands.
My boots stop as I finally make it to her jail cell.
She's punching the wall. Over, and over, and over again.
She's mad.
I take a deep breath and knock my pale fist on her jail cell bars.
No response.
She's still punching.
I knock on her jail cell bars a little harder.
The girl stops punching.
She's breathing heavily, her back turned as I clench my papers tighter in my hand.
''Who are you.''
Her voice is so deep. It shadows over mine.
''Acadia.''
She slowly turns around to look at me.
My green eyes lock-in with her grey ones.
I step back a little.
''I'm here to get you out,''
I glance down at her file paper, looking at her bold written name.
''Eden.''
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Paranormal''The worst regret we can have in life, is not for the wrong things we did. But for the thousands of right things we did. For the wrong people.''
