“Hey don’t worry kid, I won’t let them take you back.” Jenna said looking at the girl, unsure how to react as she wondered who was after the girl and who did she just promise to protect the girl from.

It was admirable, given the circumstances, that Sam had been able to put up this much of a fight against her emotions. Her control faltered, however, when Jenna pledged to fend off their assailants. She made a face, almost instantly, which betrayed her true feelings about such a promise; especially from a bird just as caged as she.

"Yeah," she scowled, sliding down the wall with a thump. A thin, black book fell out from inside her hoodie, making a loud 'smack' on the smooth flooring. For an instant, Sam wondered at the odds of such an occurrence -an object like this, tumbling through the air, only to land perfectly flat- before she realized what had happened. She scooped it up immediately, but dropped it in her efforts to hide it from the others. It landed on its binding and splayed open for all to see. Displayed on its current page were not the private thoughts of a young woman, but some rather intricate -if abstract- artwork almost too reminiscent of a printed circuit board.

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