Snippet #1760721

Annika rolled her eyes at the gorgon, apparently everyone thought she had been screaming at Issie which would take an edge of her own embarrassment. This girl, 'Medusa' , as she had called herself certainly didn't know any manners. If she was going to make assumptions about them why couldn't Amara make assumptions about her, which were probably right seeing as it had hit such a nerve. Annika didn't think she was shallow, in fact she thought the only one shallow enough to go on horribly ranting and raving about how she hated people she didn't even know, was Medusa. She was pathetic, and overall Annika didn't think Medusa deserved any attention. Annika ignored everything Medusa said and just tried to suppress her urge to cry and scream at her. She grabbed Riley's hand and lead him out of the rec room, her guard escorted them half way to the cafeteria when she heard some commotion going on, her heart was immediately filled with Hatred, not only that but it was also filled with rage. "Roger that, Subject 72 has been delivered. Let's move out! she heard a voice of, who she presumed was, a guard. Who was Subject 72, what kind of a name was that? Right as the entered the cafeteria soldiers pushed her aside and sprinted out of the door, she looked up to Riley in confusion. Annika looked back down the hallway as they rolled a cage toward the maximum security area "I guess there's a new um... Patient"