"Mom. she's beautiful." The girl's mother doesn't respond. "Mom?" She was knocked out cold, she was pale, with sweat all over her face. "Mom?" She asks more urgently, the baby in her hands starts to cry. Realizing her mother wasn't going to wake up, she starts to rock the baby, trying to soothe her. "Shhh, please be quiet, please."
1 year later
"Mom?" The 8-year-old asks.
"What?" The girl's mother snaps.
"We need more food, can I borrow some credits?" She lifts her bottle, it reeks of liquor.
"Here."
"Don't tell me you wasted it on that." She takes another sip, and slowly fades out. The baby starts to cry. "Kathy honey please stop crying." Eliza picks up the baby and starts to rock her. "Shh, please be quiet I'm trying, I really am." After a couple minutes she falls asleep, and Eliza puts her down on her bed. It's in this moment that she realizes that she has to take care of this little girl in her arms. "I'll be back hon."
9 years later
Kathy's mother walks in, turning to her. "Leave."
"Mom- "
"Don't speak to me. It's because of you, that my daughter is going to die."
"I don't understand what- "
"Eliza is in lock-up. For stealing. She was trying to steal food, for you." She turns away from her second-born daughter. "I don't want to see you again." She widens the door, gesturing for her to leave.
Kathy leaves without a word, the first time she has ever left their small little room that she called home. She looks left and right, guards from the right are walking her direction. They look like they're on patrol, but she doesn't try her luck. She's been free for all of five seconds, she doesn't want to get locked up again, she turns left and walks away, knowing that if she runs she'll only bring attention to herself.
She walks around for hours, avoiding people the best she can, trying to find a place to sleep. The people she walks by ignore her, lucky for her, they all have different things to do. Eventually she finds a hidden, abandoned corridor, and at the end of that corridor is a door. She's tired and a little hungry, she tries the door, it's locked. It has an old fashioned lock, the kind that Eliza taught her how to unlock. She takes out the little piece of metal she keeps hidden in her boot, it takes her a couple of minutes, but it opens.
She looks inside, it's a small closet, with not much inside. What catches her attention is the little window close to the floor, that gives her a good view of Earth. She enters, shutting the door behind her, locking it. She sits down and looks out, for the first time in her life she gets a good look at Earth. For the first time in her life, she's all alone.