I could sense I was moving, and fast. I couldn't feel my body yet, but I could feel it undergoing something. The air grew warmer as I was going up further, in some sort of elevator shaft, the dim lights grew more and more frequent so I knew I was travelling faster. They turned a sinister red and I stopped. I have no idea how long for, but it felt like an age. My body started to regain some of its feeling, my legs were heavy and the sides of my head were aching. A loud noise erupted, but I was too lethargic to react, panels above the cage I was in opened, bright light flooded in and caused me to flinch. I sat up slightly, raising myself onto one arm. I heard voices from outside, my eyes couldn't adjust to the light fast enough so they see me before even I could see me. The cage opened at the top and a pair of legs jumped in. The body and face that followed them came into view, the look though, I was not expecting. A boy with short blonde hair and striking eyebrows looked at me wide-eyed, the sharp blue looked odd with his sun worn skin.

"Look at what the box dragged in!" His shock turned to humour, "A full genuine girl!" Incoherent shouts were in my ears and the sun was in my eyes, the boy in front of me said something and reached out. I flinched and pushed away from him, crawling back towards the edge of the cage. A chorus of 'ohhs' and a few gasps came out, they grew a little quieter. Another pair of legs jumped down, they were stockier than the other boys and his body carried more authority. His dark skin was punctuated with soft brown eyes, looking at me in the eye he spoke quickly, "No, no, no. Little Miss, we are very sorry. Although I know you are scared, don't be alarmed by us." He paused, as if waiting for a response from me. I didn't move, I couldn't move. He took my immobility as a lack of objection and continued, "Miss, my name is Alby. Do you remember your name?"

I screwed my eyebrows up and took the moment to look down at myself. I had clothing on 'that's a bonus,' I thought to myself, 'I couldn't handle being naked as well as alone', tight jeans with a white vest. I had blue plim soles, the kind I'd wear on a lazy stroll to - well, where? I couldn't remember anything. I had no idea where I had ever walked, who put these clothes on me, who I was. I didn't even have a name. I looked, probably bug-eyed at this boy. He seemed to read me like and open book and as I begun to breathe too heavily and panic, my realisation was obvious, "Hey, calm down. You have to breathe. You don't remember? Right?" He asked, I nodded quickly and could feel tears prick my eyes, "That is natural. Everyone who comes in the box can't remember who they are or were. I still don't. All you will remember is your name, and that will come back to you in a few days' time." All the time he was talking I had bundled myself into a corner and had brought my knees to my chest.

"Hey, I'm going to come closer, okay? We can take you out of the box. You can eat and rest then." I looked at him, he was on his knees with his palms open, and he looked honest. Nodding at him, I uncurled myself from the ball I was in.

My limbs ached, "Is it normal to feel so rough?" I asked, he chuckled slightly, "Yeah Princess, it is. Don't worry though, we'll give you a hand." He shouted for someone above to help me out. As we stood in the cage I could gage what I looked like. I realised how small my body was, I stood to full height but barely reached Alby's shoulder. He chuckled again watching me compare my body to his, "You ain't the smallest here Princess." I looked at him, and managed a small smile, "There, that's better. Come on now, we'll help you up." He pulled me in front of him and grabbed my hips lifting me. I reached my arms up and felt another pair of hand pull up my torso. I was able to use my legs to push up from the cage and the hands let go of me, the light surroundings blurred my vision and sudden movement made my spin. I felt myself grow weak and gravity shifted slightly. A pair of arms caught my tumbling form.

"Woah, woah. Slow down Greenie. Don't want you bloody killing yourself on the first day." I looked up at jovial brown eyes, a slight grin gave him such a happy face, and his English accent was soft. I returned to standing position and looked around. Everyone there had formed a circle. There seemed to only be around 30, and they were all…

"Am I the only girl?" I croaked out. My voice surprised me - a northern voice, British. They looked at me as if I was stupid. "Am I the only girl?" I managed to repeat. Alby looked at the English boy and they both nodded at me. Why was I there? The only girl - what sense does that make? I don't even know who I am! I grew uncomfortable with them staring at me, I pushed my hands threw my hair. Pulling a strand forward I looked at it between two pale fingers, "My hair is yellow?" I asked. Alby pulled a strange face

"Don't you remember what you look like?" The English boy asked, I shook my head.

"Well ain't that a shame cause your one hell of a looker!" One of them shouted, it was the same boy who first seen me in the cage. He was met with a few cheers.

"Shut the shuck up, Gally" the English boy said. The boy he addressed, Gally, looked enraged, but couldn't respond as I interrupted.

"Is that normal? Am I supposed to remember?" My speech was picking up pace and I felt panic tense up my limbs.

"Hey, Princess. Calm down. We all forget different things. It might just take a little longer." He broke the circle formation by coming closer to her, "I can take you to see what you look like, okay?" I nodded at him and he turned, "Move aside boys, Princess is coming through."

"Really Alby?" The English boy asked, "You're going to patronise her like that? Princess?"

"Shut it, Newt."

The two boys laughed with each other. I followed behind them, my legs taking three steps when they took one. Taking in the surroundings, I couldn't listen to what Alby or Newt were saying. They took me straight to a wooden cabin, it was fashioned from sticks and string, and didn't look too sturdy. The boys opened the door and stood aside to let me in first. I walked into a dimly lit room. There was a mat on the edge of the floor, it was quite large and had a blanket, "a bed?" I asked, remembrance tinging my voice. They nodded and moved towards an alcove in the back. There was a piece of glass on the wall,

"Look in the mirror." Alby said.