Ali shrugged and made her way in. Why were sacrifices being taking to eat? An why did they have rooms? ether way she could live in a place like this. She was never a problem for anyone except her sisters. She barely gave up her bag to elena, holding onto the book tightly after she did it. The bag would feel light it barely obtained anything but a few pairs of outfits. Mira as she called herself seemed to not mind they were still sacrifices. Mustering up something of a sort, which almost proved she was not in a depressed mood any more, she asked a question.

" Where are our rooms...?"