Piper's P.O.V Everyone could tell when she first arrived, primarily for the screaming. All who are confined here congregated by the window to watch the new girl being torn from the van by two . Her face was purple from the howling but they continued to drag her in. Not that it would have been much effort you must understand; even from the distance you could see she was deathly thin, as though her bones may fracture beneath their vice like grip at any point. Despite this she continued to convulse in their grasp screaming and howling and digging her heels as they her hauled her towards the entrance. Then suddenly the new girl pauses, she inhales deeply and puts her arms upwards signalling her defeat and the guards loosen their grip. Mistakenly believing that once again they had the battle. Their rough grip had barely left skin contact with her when began to bolt away, sprinting from them. In all fairness to her she managed to hit the 600 metres mark before the two prison officers tackled her to the ground, tasering her into submission. Welcome home.