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I woke to the sound of birds. I had never heard birds in the morning before, but with walls that were thin and shabby, nature was closer than ever. Sweat dripped down my forehead, leaving it moist. A shiver ached up my spine. I had a quick moment of Where am I? Before I noticed the plain blue cover, stark white walls, and odor of desperation. I am in hell.

"So your up." I twisted my head around to see where the smooth angelic voice was coming from. A beautiful girl with light blue eyes, long raven hair, and the faintest of blush was standing over my bed. "What are you doing?" she asked, "You need to get up. If they see you still in bed they'll punish you." As if on cue, the door creaked open.

"It's time for breakfast." It was the man from before. My "fitness" instructor. His eyes were as cold as before, except this time, they didn't pass me by. They landed on me. His mouth crooked up.

"And who is this?" He asked, now so close that I could smell his breath on my face. He traced my jaw line with his smooth fingers, before whispering my ear. "I can make this experience better for you. Just do what I say and we can be best of friends." He pressed a strong finger to my lips, and turned around. The beautiful girl leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"Stay away from him. He will bring you nothing but pain."

Breakfast was a shallow bowl of soup, and a small plate of dry brown rice. I sat with the boy who had helped me with fitness before, and the beautiful girl from before. I blush in shame. I can't believe I kissed him.

"I know we aren't supposed to be adressed by names, but it would help if I knew yours," I said after a long period of silence. A pregnant pause held over the air.

"I'm Jeremiah, and She's Elina."

"I go by Ellie. Elina's too prestigious for me. My mother must have had a sense of irony."

"I'm Katelyn," I tell them. Jeremiah puts his hands through Ellie's and gives a tight squeeze. I'm about to ask them how they got here, well a sharp bell rings.

"Well, Katelyn, it's about time for fitness. Are you ready for hell?"

It was hell, but I wasn't ready. After attempting more pushups then I could do, running several miles, and then participating in a grueling chin up exercise, I was ready to die.

"Is my new fresh birdie tired?" The cold eyed man mocked, walking up to me, "Come with me, I have some easier exercises for you to try." I shot Ellie a desperate look, but it hands were already pulling me away to the darkness of the forrest.

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