The next few days seemed to drag on but as they approached District One Callan seemed to be more on edge than ever before. It got so bad that Cadence had began to steer clear of Cal at all possible moments. 

"Silver.." Callan whispered as she sat in a chair by the window staring out at the vastly changing environment. "Silver, there it is." She said getting up and placing her forehead against the window. One was extravagent, it was much different than any other district they visited. "You'll fit right in here, Silver. Everything seemed to be plated in some sort of medal."