Terraline watched a girl, a couple years younger than her, sit beside her. She had short, blonde hair and a friendly face. Terry was in a pretty irritated mood and she intended on not letting anyone sit with her but this girl didn't irk her. In fact, she was happy to see a younger face. It was comforting in the idea that perhaps they weren't going anywhere too horrible. “Hey, by any chance do you know where they’re taking us?” The girl asked.

"Not a clue." Terry replied, "I asked and the driver wouldn't tell me... I'm Terraline. Most people call me Terry." She figured she might as well get the introductions over with. Was she going to a permanent place? Glancing up the walkway, she saw that quite a few people had bags with them. Terry checked the pockets of her jeans but only found her iPod and tangled up earphone wires. She also found a crumpled, fifty dollar bill. It would do.