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kittokitty
 
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Chapter One

My name is Ara Farryn. I am thirteen years old. I'm probably going to be dead in three years, if the rumors are true. The rumors about what is known as the "Death Clock". In the village, all we knew was that you would be taken away on your thirteenth birthday - everyone has their theories about what happens. Some say that you're executed if you're weak and forced to work if you're strong, but most people think that it's some kind of experiment - and they're right, as it seems. I'm being taken to an operation to have a clock put in my brain that apparently decides when and how I die, which in all honesty, I was expecting. Someone at school had told me about it and from what everyone had heard they were killed during interrogation, so it seemed most likely that they were telling the truth - why else would they have been murdered?

I'm actually on a train right now. To the "hospital". It's pretty luxurious, as far as trains go, but I hate it. I want to go home. I need to go home. But I can't. I'll never be able to go back - my friends, my sisters, they're all either back there or on another train. I've never met my parents but I don't care - they were most likely the scum who work for the government. The people who kill children for no good reason. All of this is wrong, but I can't do anything about it because I'd be tortured if I tried. That's really what they do - it's on the posters all over the wall. Honestly? It makes me sick. Disgusted. Disgusting to be a part of it - but what can I do?

The train stops and I'm instructed by the loudspeaker to proceed through the corridor and through the doors - then it says that if I do anything else I'll be shot immediately. How lovely. I'm greeted by a room a shade of white so bright that I want to puke. It's pretty much empty, except for a door. A white-haired girl with two prosthetic legs greeted me. She didn't look much older than me. Her skin is almost the same colour as her hair and she has dark circles under her eyes. Her lab coat has a few blood stains on it, but something tells me that it's her own. She's pretty much emaciated - I can't help but pity her. She looks more like a ghost, and soon enough she'll probably actually be one. Is this what happens when you try to escape? She's holding a syringe filled with a strange, blue liquid and a large knife, shining in the light.
"You're Ara Farryn?" she asks. It takes me a moment to notice that she talked to me.
"Yes. Did you try to-" before I can continue the sentence the widens her eyes and raises her hand slightly. Perhaps that's the most she would be able to do to stop me from asking her. Did she ask about it? Is that why she's here, probably being attacked often? Do they starve you for just asking questions? I start to wonder what they've done to her. Curiosity is a crime too now, so it seems.
"Follow me." she says. Her eyes seem so... empty. I do as I'm told and I'm lead into an operating theatre that reeks of gore.
"Lie on the table and I'll inject this into you. It's anesthetic. You won't feel a thing." the girl says in a monotone voice. The operation is pretty much over, as far as I care.

I wake up on another train. Out of the window, I see the girl again, staring at me with her arm outstretched towards me, as if asking for help. At this point I notice that her eyes are also white. It's almost like she's already dead. All I can do is stare back at her and shake my head slightly as if to say that I'm sorry. As the train starts, she smiles and waves at me. I'm incredibly confused at this, but I wave back. The last thing I see before she's out of sight is two people with knives in hand dragging her away, while she's still smiling at me. It's unsettling but I smile back anyway. What else can I do?

"Finished yet?" Says the girl sitting next to me. I didn't realise that she was even there until now. I see that there are three people sitting with me including her.
"I'm Nightwalker, that's Shadowfinder, and that's Deathkiller. No, they're not our real names, and yes, we regret coming up with them. Seeing as it wouldn't be fair if you had a name that didn't sound like something out of a story made by an eleven year old, you can be Nightbait. It's probably wise if you don't say anything and you can probably guess why. We can only communicate directly on the train and anything else will get us killed in all sorts of... "imaginative" ways." Nightwalker says. She laughs slightly and I have to wonder what's so funny about it.
"You probably haven't been filled in yet. You may have heard rumors, but because we have been around for quite a while compared to most people, we know exactly how it works. You're sent to a village with three other people, and when one dies, everyone left is sent to another town. That's really all I can tell you." she says. Her hair is a pale, faded shade of red and she wears a dark blue mask across most of her face except for her eyes. Her eyes were a deep blue sort of colour. Her skin was very pale, but not to the extent of the girl who did the operation. Her shirt was a greyish purple and her jeans were blue-grey.

"You may as well just sleep for now." Nightwalker says, and it's not like I can do anything else, so I just take her suggestion. I'm tired anyway. As I close my eyes, I hear a robotic voice.

"Shutting down #1033950. Storing information data bank 52."

"#1033950 has been shut down. Renewal conditions have not been met."
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kittokitty
 
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Picture of Nightwalker: http://ritafreeman.deviantart.com/art/Nightwalker-562833788
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Wish I could see the image here. Would love to see what Nightwalker looks like.
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