There was a reason why Grace went back for her backpack, not only did it have her supplies but it also contained a few daggers and explosives which would come handy in what would come as she entered the base.
Pushing a twig away she saw that there were guards infront of what seemed like an innocent factory in the outbacks. It didn't have the big posters but it still looked innocent to the people who haven't been inside.
Deciding it was time to go she walked into the clearing and up to the guards showing them her ID she was let in with hostility and the sound of the doors closing behind her. She always felt tense when she came here and she had a reason to be. Walking past the guards with guns and a few more security checks she reminded herself she just had to find June and get her out. It sounded so much easier when she planned it before then right now when she was inside. Walking down the corridor she looked forward trying not to avert her eyes from where June was. She could smell the blood, pain and fear in the jail cells around her, the smell sickened her. Trying to close her ears to pleas she walked on but she stoped at one jail cell there was a slot and she rumagged in her backpack then inserted a bun of bread. There was a child there hardly 2 years old… when she was younger she knew the mother before she had the child. She was nice and caring and she deserved the bread. Grace hated herself for not being able to do anymore but right now the only thing she could do was get June out. Standing up again she went left and found June's 'room' it wasn't a jail cell because they couldn't keep the gas in if it was. Grace went up to the guard and showed him her ID.

"They didn't tell you to come back" The guard said shoving her ID back into her hand

"I need to see my friend" Grace said icely staring into his eyes, she knew most people hated to look into her eyes and as she hoped the guard just shrugged and said, "You only have five minutes" She knew this was a slip in the security and she was definetly going to take advantage off it. The guard turned off the gas by a few switches then opened the door so that Grace came into the room to see an stirring June.

"June!" Grace said running to the small cot, "Is everything allright?"

June was suddenly awake and aware of everything, "We have to get out"

"I know and I am ready," Grace said before looking at her friend's pale face and worrying, "You sure you can do this?"

"It doesn't matter if I can or cant." June said getting up from the cot, "Its now or never