[b][ Subject 097 ][/b]

No way did he just do that. I mean, I can admit that I'm being pretty kid-like, but at least I look like a kid! This guy was acting as if he was some Japanese Sage who knew better when it came to maturity. I really wanted to start some kind of flame war, just to assert myself as the type that doesn't get pushed around by random burly men or typical nagging women. But as I realized through the dim flames that man created that the rest were looking as me as if I had done something similar to a pariah, I decided to shut it. He wanted me to act my "age", I'd do exactly the opposite. What do twelve your olds do when they're annoyed? They bitch, well I'm not giving him that pleasure. My mouth remained shut and I simply followed the group while remaining somewhat incognito regarding my powers and my presence in general. It wasn't too hard, I was short and looked like the average Jane Jr. There were many explosions, the de-facto leader there seemed to be handling the situation quite well without, so I played it cool, behind everyone else. I saved their behinds once, the least they could do is get us all out of here in one piece. 

So we finally made it, outside, and it was pretty damn hot. I'd usually moan a couple of complaints because desert-like heat was just really bad, but the air of freedom simply overwhelmed me. I almost forgot we were escaping until Mister Asian Leader brought at least me back to earth. We weren't in the clear, and we kept moving forward, or somewhere. Ugh, it still felt like I was back inside in the end, the fresh air was quickly compensated by the choking heat. Well anyway, I turned my head a bit as we were proceeding to look at the girl who kept her eyes shut and was overly reliant on the wise guy I had a little moment with. A lot of people here looked weird and had bizarre traits that made it obvious they had some kind of power, but her eyes staying shut, what could that mean? I remember seeing some hardcore laser coming from their direction earlier, but was that REALLY her? That would be pretty cool. 

"[b]So uhm, why can't you open your eyes? I know blind people can and I can see you have eyeballs so... Is it post-escaping-a-psychotic-base syndrome or are your eyes like Superman's?[/b]" 

Superman, that was a reference I wasn't even sure where I got it. My memory was gone, yet such trivial facts about the world such as language slurs and general knowledge stayed. I could remember city names, some celebrities, languages, but nothing personal or that would indicate who or what I am. Either way, this girl peeked my interest, not that no one else did, but she was one of the only girls around and I at least got to go hand in hand with her whatever he is that's holding her. I suppose I felt "close" to them, despite the kind of relationship I may have established. Relationship, I haven't had one of those since I can remember. I may be craving for attention but I at least wanted to feel like I wasn't some ghost either. Nonetheless, I knew it wouldn't be wise to get too close, even out of this hell. One of us could get shot down in a second and boohoo, crying party. I don't want to be a part of those.