She took the bag without a word and just looked at the overseer, a wounded look, almost disgusted. Here she was, being removed from her home on the whim of a computer algorithm. "I hope you never get selected to die by a computer." Agatha grumbled as she walked through the short Overseer's tunnel towards the large, gear shaped door. Standing beside the hovering robot, who Agatha gave a brief once over, and her cowboy companion. She stood wordlessly as the door opened, only reacting when the light hit her eyes and forced her to shield them with her hands.