I was running. Running from something that was soon to attack. My breathing was ragged and my heart was just waiting to break out of my rib cage. 'Run, run, run' kept repeating in my mind. I could feel the object getting closer and closer. They took her in without knowing who or what she is. They didn't know she was capable of anything; they thought she was weak. Well they thought wrong and now she needs to find her old self, and fast, before it catches up with her.