here is chapter two. It was fun to write this chapter because she goes into the simulation, and I had to make up my own.

Hope you like it :~)

I open my eyes and notice that I am in a metal room. The walls and floor are completely silver, but the ceiling is too far up to see. I glance around nervously. Where am I? Suddenly, two picture frames the size of doors appear in front of me. One shows a peaceful farm with a bright blue sky, and the other shows a library, filled with millions of books.

"Walk into one." A voice from behind me startles me. I turn around and see Shauna in her wheelchair. She motions at the pictures.

"Why? You can't walk into pictures!" I say.

"Just do it." Shauna urges. But, I don't want to go to a library or a farm.

"But I don't want to." I say.

"Do it, you have to." Shauna tells me. I shake my head. There is no way I'm walking into the picture frames.

"Not until you tell me more information." I insist.

"Fine, have it your way," she says as the picture frames disappear. Suddenly, I'm at my house, sitting in my small orange bedroom. My fingers trace the stitches on my yellow quilt. How am I suddenly here? Then I remember that I am in a simulation. This must be some sort of test. I get up and pace around my room and decide to open the door. But, just as I do, a man in all black barges in.

"Where is she!" He demands. I couldn't see his face from under his bulky black helmet, but suggesting from his voice and masculine appearance, I felt very intimidated.

"Who?" I demand back, putting as much power in my voice to sound intimidating. It is a weak attempt, but he looks a little taken back by my sudden remark.

"Angelina." He yells. He looks to be in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, I don't even know who Angelina is." I say, softer. Maybe if I act kind, he'll calm down.

"Yes, you do. Look at her!" He snarls, grabbing the collar of my shirt and pulling me up to him. He shoves a picture in front of my face, it's obviously of Angelina. She has long dirty blonde hair, pale skin, and bright blue eyes. I feel as though I know her, and something is telling me that she is at the top of the Hub. But, at the same time, I don't know if I should tell him. He might want to kill her! Surely, she's not a criminal.

"No, I don't. I promise you!" I cry, pushing myself away from him.

"Liar! I will KILL you!" He hisses. He grasps his large, chubby fingers around my neck and squeezes. I gasp for my breath, and try to pry his hands from my neck with my small fingers, digging my fingernails into his wrists. I kick him really hard, as hard as I can manage in the gut. His grip falters, giving me enough time to pry his fingers from his neck. I kick him again, harder this time. He doubles over, "Please- she stole- my sister." He manages to choke out between breaths. I know he's wrong, but part of me can't stand to leave him here.

"You won't kill me?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Alright, I hope I don't regret this." I reach down and help him to my bed. He sits down, slowly. "Angelina doesn't deserve to die, though."

"Yes, she does." He answers through gritted teeth. "And your mother will be killed, just as she will." He smirks at me, "looks like you will lose after all."

"No!" I cry, " No, you will not take my mother. Take me instead!"

"Okay, I will, only if you tell me where Angelina is." He agrees.

"At the top floor of the Hub, I don't really know her, or how I know she's there-" I stop, suddenly remembering this is just a simulation. I slowly begin to fade from my bedroom to complete darkness. I feel myself losing conscience. It is all over. The simulation is all over.

It's over.

I know, the ending is kind of blah, but it was all I got.

PLEASE REVIEW, and constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!