It was silent for a school of that size. It must be close to noon, seeing how high the sun had already risen and being how it was Thursday, there should be some sound coming from that building. The two strangers took hold of your hands as you started walking towards the building. The sound of your shoes against the gravel filled your ears. As you got closer you noticed something moved, looking up you saw a couple of children looking out the window. In your head, you reminded yourself to keep both your eyes and mouth shut. You couldn't risk the chance that they might react the same way as your parents.

The school looked larger from the inside, you could easily find yourself lost within its halls. The uniformed men took you all the way to the principal's office. When inside, they closed the door behind you and left the office. Or what you assumed was the main office, for how lavish it was compared to the rest of the school. The school didn't look bad, from what you've seen from your short walk, but it didn't have any... personal touch to them. Or to say that there were no projects or student related objects hanging outside the classrooms you had passed. You stood there waiting, as you watched a slender women sitting behind her desk. "I'm so glad to have you at our school," she stood up frim her chair and walked towards you. You looked up, (eyes semi-closed) and studied her. She looked younger then other teachers and her smile seemed practiced. You looked away as she bent down to get a closer look at you, not wanting to offend her. She gently took hold of your chin to look at her, "You don't have to worry, we are glad to have you here." The door behind you opened and she went back to her desk. An older looking woman had walked in behind you. "Mrs. Hills, prepare our new student, won't you?"

"Yes, mistress" the older women grabbed your hand and escorted you out of the room. The mistress words echoed through your mind. She was...glad, no one was ever glad to have you near. Mrs. Hills had taken you to a diffrent room, which resembled a nurses office...but not couldn't really put your finger on it. There was a desk near the enterance, with a large medicine cabinet behind it and there were a couple of simple beds. "These will be your uniform and number tag." She placed a navy colored school uniform, a simple sleeping attire, a white t-shirt with a pair of brown gym shorts and a name tag with the number 3847 on the bed near by. She spoked before you could sign why they had numbers instead of your name. "The numbers and uniform are to show the rest of the students that you are the same as everyone else. There are no need for names in this school." Something about her explanation didn't sit well with you. She also added a notebook and pen to the mix of your new items. "Our records show that you do not speak. You will use this when addressing anyone in this school." Before she could take you to the classroom, she spotted the sweater you were still holding. "We also do not carry personal items," she then grabbed the sweater from your grasp. Frantic, you picked up the notebook and started writing as fast as possible.

'Could I not keep it? It's the only thing I-' SLAP!...you had dropped the notebook. Your cheek started to sting.

"You will follow orders!" She took your sweater and locked it behind a small closet. Before she closed it, you noticed that it had an assortment of kids belongings. Having safely locked the closet, she put the key back into her left pocket. "Follow," she had ordered, and you did.

It was a simple classroom, a couple of desk and chairs. But all the students were diffrent ages, the oldest being 18 and you being the youngest. You assumed you were the youngest, seeing how you were the shortest. You were always short for your age, but you never felt this short before. The teachings were fairly normal, you were able to keep up on most of the topics they've covered. During lunch, a man wearing a white uniform came carting a tray of numerous plates of food. Everyone stayed in their seats, as he passed a plate of rice, what seemed like blended beans, and a cup of water, to each of the students. No one started eating when they received there meal. They all seem to be waiting for something; Mrs. Hills went in front of the class, "In this school, we strive on health, fitness and mindsets. Follow your orders, and do not ask any unnecessary questions. You may begin." As soon as she finished her sentence. Everyone picked up their forks and started to eat. During the whole lunch period, none of the students said a word. When finished, the same man in the white uniform came by to collect everyone's plate. When he left, lessons had started once more.

What was more peculiar was the gym class. The first part was normal, it was held outside at a track field. Everyone had changed into their gym uniform (the white t-shirt and brown gym shorts), and by Mrs. Hills instructions, everyone started to do warm ups. Everything seemed normal after that, sprinting, running, jumping over diffrent items that ranged in sizes. The strange part was the second half. Mrs. Hills gathered everyone to the indoor gym area. Instead of the traditional basketball court, there were several mats placed around the room and instead of racks of sport equipment, there were wooden weapons. At first you thought it was a self defense class, on how Mrs. Hills instructed everyone to pair up in twos. Seeing how you were new and there being an odd number of students, you were paired with the teacher. But as the class progressed, you noticed the intensity that emanated from everyone.

After the class was over, Mrs. Hills instructed everyone to head to the showers. Your body was sore and hurting all over from the personal training you've received from Mrs. Hill. As you entered the showers, you noticed that both girls and boys were getting undressed. Nobody seemed unfazed by this. Seeing how you had not started removing your clothes yet, a girl about two heads taller then you, with the name tag 1114, placed her hand on your shoulder. "It's ok, you don't have to be shy, if you want, you can take a shower with me." Nodding your head, you followed her to the last unoccupied shower. She let out a small gasp as she saw that your body was littered with scars. Ashamed, you put your head down and wrapped your arms around yourself. "Don't worry, I think scars are cool." She said nonchalantly as she began showering.

When everyone was clean and dressed Mrs. Hills announced that classes were over and to behave. Most students went back outside to train some more, others went back to the dormitory. The girl named 1114 took hold of your hand, "Come on, I want to show you something." She took you to the farthest room of the school building. This area of the building looked warned down and abandoned. Almost as if there was a resent fire. You started to write,

' are we allowed back here?'

"No, but it'll be our little secret." She took you to a small broken down room filled with wild flowers growing from the cracks on the wall and floor. Inside the room you saw that there numerous of old time burned items. "I found this place on my first day here, what do you think?"

'It's nice, almost peaceful'

"Right! I thought so to, while you're alone, you can always find me if you need anything." As the sun started to set, the mistress' voice sounded out through the intercom.

" Its time for bed, everyone report to your dorms, and remember to always follow orders."

"We better hurry," 1114 grabbed your hand and led you to the dorms.

Everyone changed into their sleeping attire and stood in front of their beds. Your bed was on the far back near 1114 's bed. Mrs. Hills handed out to everyone a small plastic container that held a small capsule. You stood there staring down at it, but the teacher didn't leave, till everyone took there vitamin. When everyone was done, they all said good night and Mrs. Hills left the room. Everyone slept fairly easy, you not so much. You laid there with your mind racing; so many things happened in just a short time. You just needed some time to yourself to processes it all. Just then something started to crawl closer from underneath your blanket. You held your breath as it started to get closer. Your covers then flew above you, burying you beneath it. Underneath the covers was 1114 holding a small flashlight. She smiled softly at you, "My name's is Gaia, what's yours." You grabbed your notebook. "Frisk...? Well, it's nice to meet you Frisk "

Through out the whole night Gaia stayed with you till you slept. She was warm, she felt safe and for once you were able to sleep.

The next day arrived with Mistress' voice over the intercom, reminding everyone to behave and to get ready for your daily classes. Everyone got dressed and once again stood by there bed, awaiting for their morning vitamins. But instead of the traditional homeroom, everyone made a line outside of the nurses office. You hold tightly on your notebook, confused and nervous, as you waited for your turn. You watched as one by one, students went in for what seemed for a long time before they left back to the you finally reached the doorway, almost three hours had past. Mrs. Hills placed her hand on your back as she seated you on one of the beds. You watched as she grabbed a fresh needle and inserted it in your arm. As she was connecting it to a strange luminescent IV drip, you opened your notebook.

'What is the liquid you're injecting me with?'

"It's for your stamina, nothing more." As you were the last one, she left you and went back to the classroom. All alone, you sat there, watching as the mysterious liquid started to illuminate the surrounding veins.

You felt afraid.

Your chest started to hurt

You started to breath harder.

You didn't know what to expect.

You didn't know how to 'act'.

You didn't know what you should do.

All you could do is... to stay determined and wait.