Ana's POV

A bell rang in the distance like a lunch bell from a camp I had gone to when I was a kid.

"Christian!" I nudged his shoulder. Eyes closed and breathing long shallow breaths his body seemed completely comfortable.

"Christian!" I nudged again, this time a bit louder.

"What is it," He yawned slowly stretching his arms and legs under the covers.

"Do you hear that?" I asked in almost a whisper.

"The bell you mean?" He asked back.

"Yes, the bell," I said "It probably won't be long till that council comes to see us to deliver their decision."

"Your worried aren't you?" He asked using his strong muscular arms to hoist himself up in the bed.

"Aren't you?" I exclaimed

"The worst that could happen is they tell us to leave," He said nonchalantly "Or they might kill us."

"i'm sure that if they were going to kill us they would have done it already," I said "I just don't understand why they would welcome us then potentially kick us out. If they don't want to be found we would surely know they are here."

"That's exactly the part that scares me," Christian replied. Feeling a sense of urgency we both scrambled to get yesterdays clothes that lay in small heaps around the bed. There was an unknown fear that someone would come banging down the door at any moment demand out attention and at the very least we needed to be clothed. We waited patiently at the edge of the bed for someone to arrive. We had been instructed to that someone would be by in the morning to either send us on our way or allow us to stay a while longer and a part of me knew it would be earlier rather than later.

"You know maybe the more people they have in this community the better their chances of survival. After all, this place is pretty isolated." I suggested.

"That's a positive way of looking at it, but do you really want to be here any longer than you have to?" Christian asked.

"Not really but I want to make the best of it while I'm here," I replied "Don't you?"

"Im still counting on being rescued at some point," He stated matter of factly "I plan to forget this place as soon as I leave."

A loud knock sounded at the door. Christian and I looked at each other both frozen in fear. Slowly I stood up and walked over to the door. A loud knock sounded again.

"We need to speak to you." A loud muffled deep male voice stated "Please come out."

I opened the door slowly revealing an old Caucasian man in his 50's with a Caucasian woman in her late 40's standing beside him. Both of them had well defined lines and dark tans. The looked like they spent alot of time working out doors. They stood close to each other and their bodies gave subtle hints that they were emotionally close or possibly married. Their bodies were tilted towards each other and their fingers were almost touching. The female looked worried and anxious, taking frequent glances at the ground and fidgeting her faded summer dress with her hand. Behind them stood two larger males in their late 20's wearing old faded track pants and tight t-shirt. Their large we defined muscles could be seen through their shirts. There was no mistaking them as the bodyguards. As innocent looking as Christian and I both were, we were outsiders and potential threats to their closed off community. Christian I walked out of the small cabin into the morning light.

"Christian and Ana," Announced the older male his voice loud and commanding "The council as decided that you can stay on a temporary basis but only under the strict pretence that if you are rescued that the location of our camp is not revealed."

"How long is temporary?" Christian asked

"That depends on who well you mesh with our community." The older female smirked

"Each person here has a job to do in order to ensure that everyone in the community is taken care of." The male councilmen explained "Do you two have any particular skills that you think would be useful?"

"I can do any job that requires manual labor," Christian started "I'm fit, healthy and a hard worker."

"I"m a pilot," I said following in Christian' lead "I'm great with kids, cleaning and cooking."

"Has either one of you ever worker or lived on a farm before?" He asked

"No, we both come from the city," Christian answered.

"I see," The woman smirked "This type of living might be a bit of an adjustment for you too then,"