[center][h2][color=F5EB58]Alyssa Barker[/color][/h2][/center]

	Two years. 730 days of... nothing. Alyssa hadn't gotten anywhere closer to getting out of here. In fact, the only places she'd gotten to other than the cabin and labor house was the nurses office and solitary confinement. The latter she'd seen quite a bit of. She'd grown a little too comfortable with those cells. At this point, she considered her time in solitary as a vacation. She was even able to have a little fun messing with the guards too.

The first time she'd gone was the second most frightening time of her life. The little light bulb display she'd shown her first day in the camps wasn't taken lightly. The next day, after a rough night of little sleep, she'd been the only one taken from her cabin. As they were taking her away, rubber gloves sticking tightly to her sweaty and nervous hands, Alyssa could only wonder what they were going to do. What they'd done to the five kids the day before was terrifying. Was she going to get the same fate? What would they tell her father? Would they make it look like an accident committed by another kid at camp?

She was relieved to find out that the punishment wouldn't be physical, but she also wasn't happy to be thrown into a small, metal room. For two days she sat in that cold cell. It gave her plenty of time to think about her situation. What she didn't think about was why she'd been sent to solitary. Such a small act of disobedience sent her here? No biggie. At least they hadn't done anything worse.

Two days in solitary, for dropping a light bulb during processing. She grew to understand that two days was the usual length of time. The longest time she'd spent there? Five days. For what? She zapped a guard for bullying another kid. Little acts like this sent her to solitary quite often. She didn't mind. If she could do one thing in this awful camp, it would be to stand up against the guards as much as she could.

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When Jasmine suggested a game of truth or dare, Alyssa wasn't too thrilled. Yet after a long, uneventful day, she just wanted a distraction. So Alyssa joined the group in their little circle. She glanced around at the other girls and briefly wondered what new truths or dares they would commit to that night.

Before anything could begin, there was a sudden, intense thunder outside. Alyssa looked around the room, her bewilderment clear on her face. She noticed a few of the others covering their ears and awaiting the white noise, and Alyssa quickly did the same. She hadn't heard the blaring noise in a long time. She wasn't sure why the weekly siren had stopped, but she'd taken it as an act of mercy by the camp's leader. Would it still feel the same? Would it be even more painful since it had been so long? She shut her eyes tightly and braced herself.

Yet it didn't come. Instead, she heard the sounds of chaos from outside. She slowly opened her eyes and lifted herself off of the ground. One of the girls, Annabelle, was headed towards the door. Alyssa glanced around the room for a moment, feeling a little overwhelmed. What was going on outside? Was this the time to escape? While she wasn't fluent in the secret language that the kids had developed, she picked up on a few things. Was this what they were warning the other kids about?

Filled with a new sense of hope, Alyssa followed Annabelle over to the door. If this really was the day to break loose, Alyssa was all for it. No matter how scared she was of failure and the PSF's violence, Alyssa desperately wanted her freedom back. Even if she could hear gunfire and screams that made her heart begin to race and raised the hairs on the back of her neck she was determined to fight. She took a deep breath and summoned all of the courage she could before she walked past Annabelle. From her pocket she pulled two paper clips she'd picked up while visiting the nurses office a while back.

[color=F5EB58]"I may not have done this before, but I've always wanted to try it."[/color] She mumbled mostly to herself, but also to the other girls in the cabin. Her voice was as confident as ever, but also had a tone of seriousness as she spoke. [color=F5EB58]"If this works, I'm going out there."[/color] She pulled the paper clips apart and stuck them into the lock in the hopes that jiggling them around would do the trick. If that didn't help, there was another option in the room. She turned her head to the side and peered back at the only blue that Alyssa felt close enough to ask this.

[color=F5EB58]"Mackie, could you maybe, uh... [i]push[/i] the door open?"[/color] By push, Alyssa meant force it off of its hinges. At least, that's what she'd do if she was a blue. While she wasn't quite sure that the girl could use her ability well, she wondered if this was the day that Mackie would feel brave enough to try it out. Her eyes fell on Min-a, and she nodded her head towards her. [color=F5EB58]"Min-a, you know how to lock-pick, don't you?"[/color]