"Why not?" Michael asks me.
"I've never done that, I don't know how to do it and I don't want to do it!" I just keep on talking faster, because I'm freaking out.
"What?! You never did that? Your family is full of criminals!"
Ouch. That hurts. How does he even know? I wonder.
"How do you know that?" I ask, trying to keep calm.
"There's a reason you're in here. And it's either do, or die."
I can feel the tears coming. Oh my god, I don't want to die!
"I don't want to die… But I can't do any of these things either." I say and I start crying.
Someone knocks on the door, Michael opens it and steps out of the room for a minute. When he comes back, he orders me to stay in this room, and not to talk to anyone. I do as he says, and a while later, he's back.
"I'm not going to let you die." He says, "I'm going to help you" I nod.
While he was gone, I changed into the clothes they laid out for me and I got over the fact that I was never going to survive. He gave me hope, when he said that he was going to help me, and for some reason, I really trusted him.
"Nobody can know you can't do the things you need to do, or they cancel you, understand?" Michael says and I nod.
"I'm going to teach you the basic skills, but we need to keep it a secret, okay?" I nod again.
I'm going to ask Birkhoff if he can help you with some basic computer stuff, so I'll be right back."
As soon as he's out of the room, I jump off my bed and start to walk around my little, boring, almost empty room. It takes some time, but when Michael gets back, someone's with him. My guess is that it's Birkhoff. And I'm right.