Memoria looked at her reflection. She didn't look different. As a matter of fact she didn't even feel different. She just knew she was. Lights flashed and the bathroom shook, causing her to immediately become alarmed. She relaxed when she realized it was just the subway. Maybe this wasn't the best place to choose, she thought, rolling her hazel blue eyes at her reflection.
"Memoria, hurry. We can't stay here too long. You know that." the muffled sound of a female voice came through the door.
She sighed and shook her head. That was Amy, he guardian, so to speak. She was helping her get away. From who? She didn't know. From what? Well she knew that. What she didn't know was how they hadn't found her yet.
"Coming Amy." she called, opening the door.
"Took you long enough." Amy responded from the desk beside the door, well if it could be called a desk, "They probably already figured out where we are, lets go." She grabbed her bag next to her on the floor and held out another gym bag to me.
I sighed. I was sick of running around. It was like playing maze with a mouse. The mouse always wins and in this case, I wasn't the mouse. Amy gestured a little more fiercely and turned her eyes on me. I shivered and grabbed the bag, following her out the door.
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