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She was still panting when she looked up to see four people with masks and guns pointed at her. One of them walked up to her and grunted,

"How did you do that?"

"Do what?" said the girl through deep breaths.

He grabbed her by her jacket collar, raised her up and slammed her against the wall and yelled at her

"Set that zombie on fire and send it flying!"

In fear she grabbed his arm and, just as had happened to the zombie, he was torn away from her and went flying through the air, landed in a heap. The rest of the people watched in amazement and turned to her, raising their guns toward her. Suddenly one of them stepped in front of them and said

"Guys, put the guns down and go help Cal."

As soon as she finished her sentence they did just that. They let go of their guns and dragged Cal away. The remaining figure removed its mask to reveal a girl, about the same age as herself. And the girl saw that the newcomer had red hair that looked too red to be natural and her eyes they weren't exactly like her own but they were just as unnatural pink or purple on the bottom half but gold on the top half and the colors were arranged like someone took a paintbrush and mixed them together with a bit of white along with the two colors.

"Hi, my name's Rita, what's yours?"

She spoke as if what just had happened, was an every day occurrence. Rita extended a hand to the girl, flashing a smile of amusement. Something happened inside the blond haired girl's head and she knew what her name was.

"My name is Hope," she stammered while taking Rita's hand.

"Come with me, Hope." smiled Rita.

Rita led Hope through an L-shaped corridor; to a metal door. Rita pulled the door open and led them to what seemed like a small city of tents inhabited by children. Rita took Hope to a beat up washroom.

"All right," announced Rita in her strangely perky voice, "you stay here and clean your self up a bit, I'll come back and get you in a few minutes."

Rita immediately left the washroom leaving Hope alone and a little stunned. She looked at herself and saw what Rita had meant: she was covered in dirt and gunk. She turned on the water and cleaned herself as best she could. Turning toward the mirror, she saw herself for what seemed like the second time in her life because she couldn't remember her life. She was having trouble remembering her first name and she couldn't remember her last name at all or if her parents were still alive and as soon as that thought crossed her mind she instantly broke down in tears.

"Oh, hey yo-" Rita stopped in mid sentence as soon as she saw Hope and sighed and went to the bottom of the sink and got some paper towels and handed them to Hope.

"Thanks," said Hope while drying her eyes.

"Don't mention it," said Rita, smiling and placing an arm around Hope's shoulder.

"Come on, there's someone I want you to meet."

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