Snippet #2379728

"I grew up around here. I know every way to get out and/or hide. Hide and go seek was brutal as a child" she laughed and focused on a patch of ground. "Father built this, to work from home. No one can get in except for him, and me, because I have a special way too" At that, the ground lifted up, along with a wooden plank, and revealed a slender metal staircase. She ran down them two at a time and waited a second before letting the ground fall again, sealing them in.

She dropped the bags onto a swiveling chair and got in front of a computer. "Dad kept all the files of everyone on here. You can look up yours, if you want. Here's mine" she tapped the screen a few times, and a file with her picture on it poped up and opened.



It continued on like that, showing day by day what atrocities she had to face.




"I don't know what mental state it enhanced, but I don't see the help it gives me. I'm not any smarter than before" she smiled and held her hand out- a chair from the corner rolled quickly over. "Have a seat and read up on every mean thing that they have done" she sighed and walked to the corner.