Virgo sat by a hole in her wall that her grandmother referred to as a window. "It's cold again, dad." she said, facing towards the sky.

Virgo clutched the thin blanket around her shoulders and hugged herself. "It's almost over girl. You'll see." Virgo imitated her dad, comforting her during a thunder storm.

"Virgo? Where are you? come down here!" She heard her grandmother calling her and responded, "I'm coming, Granny!" as she ran downstairs.

Then, Virgo saw something that would change her life forever. Two policemen. The first officer was quite round and had a large red mustache to match his wild, fiery red hair. The second one was almost his opposite, tall and lanky, with greasy dark brown hair, slicked back to look nice. Virgo approached them bravely, pushing her grandmother behind her. "Are you here for anyone?" she asked suspiciously.

"You must be miss Virgo." The second officer stated.

"Yes…What of it?"

"Whoa! Got a bit of a mouth don't she?" The red headed officer said.

"Don't worry. we didn't come for your granny." The greasy officer replied.

Virgo relaxed a little and loosened her grip on her grandmother.

Then-"We came for you." The police officer finished, and before she could even process what the man had just said, Virgo was dragged away from her run-down home by the arms and thrown into a carriage, never to see her sweet old grandmother again.