A/n:Alright, so I know it's been like 2 years since I've updated, but I decided to do it again. It's never too late to update, right? Well, I thought about updating several times and didn't have the inspiration or the time, but I had a 12 hour car ride to write this up so I went ahead and did that. I want to thank Ciriajacobs for the review yesterday. Your review was the one that really pushed me to start this again, so thank you so much! I'll most likely go through and edit the first two chapters over again and change the dates (I had an actual plan for the dates when I started this, but it's been so long that I can't remember anymore), but I'll do my best to keep posting more chapters! I actually have a lot of ideas for this story floating in my head right now which is brilliant! By the way, the rating will likely go up to M fairly soon. I'll post any warnings that are needed at the beginning of the chapters. For now, enjoy the next chapter!

Edit: I just uploaded the edited versions of each of the chapters. There were no major changes other than the dates. Instead of 2005, It's 2009. No big deal.

Journal Entry 3

November 17, 2009

Dear Diary,

I think I may need to kill one of them...it may be my only option. Kill one of them, leave their body somewhere to be found, and while everyone is distracted I'll find a way to steal one of their guns and kill the rest of them. I don't know what I'll do after that but...I have to do something! I don't want to cut my arm off, I don't know if I have the will power to do so. There's no way for me to get past the electric fence with this collar on my arm though. How am I ever going to get out of here! I don't even know how to operate a gun. Pull the trigger and it fires, I know that, but I don't have any sort of aiming skills. Therefore, even if I did acquire one of their guns, I wouldn't be able to use it effectively. I guess I won't be killing them then, it doesn't seem as logical now. I don't see anything I can do other than cut off my arm, that way the bracelet will no longer be on my person and it won't be able to shock me when I leave the house.

You know, if one of them reads this they'll probably kill me on the spot. It's probably not smart for me to actually write down my plans, but I need to feel like I'm able to talk to somebody. I mean, I talk to Amy sometimes, but she would not condone in doing anything to break out of here. She's a strong believer in the human race. She thinks that if she does exactly what they tell her to and she acts like a good little girl they will eventually let her go. I don't have the heart to tell her that's not going to happen. I may have lost my hope, but who said she needs to lose hers? Its probably the only thing keeping her going.

I'm not sure if I'd even be able to leave without her. What kind of person would I be if I just left the poor girl to fend for herself all alone? No. If I figure out a solid plan to get out of here, one that doesn't involve bodily harm, I'm taking her with me. I don't care if I have to throw her over my shoulder and carry her, she's coming whether she likes it or not. Oh, Deniz and Analdea can come too of course. I don't really spend much time with them, but we all have a strong connection because of our situation. When you're surrounded by people who wouldn't bat an eyelash at your death you tend to feel close to the few people around who would notice.

On a positive note, I'm allowed to go out on the porch. It's freezing cold and snowing almost constantly, but it's still not inside the house! I snuck out onto the porch one night, just to get some much needed fresh air. Of course, with my luck, Makarov came out for a bit of star gazing while I was still taking in the fresh air. I thought I was about to be killed, yelled at, punished in some way, but he did none of that. He spared me a glance, I just looked at him, and that was it. Nothing more, nothing less. I'm still a little baffled to be honest. Normally, he will yell at us every chance he gets. He had the perfect chance, I wasn't supposed to be outside. Maybe he was getting worried that my sanity was at stake if I stayed inside too long. I'm not sure, but ever since then I've been allowed outside as long as I don't go past the point where I get shocked by the bracelet.

It's strange, I thought I would never get used to being here, but I think I am. Yes I want to get out of here with all my might, however, I find myself thinking about how certain things that happen are normal. It's normal for Kiril to be in a pissy mood, it's normal to be so cold that you can't stop shivering, it's normal to see people walking around with various types of guns, it's not normal for Makarov to be nice. When did I start referring to anything around here as normal? Well, it's starting to snow so I guess I'll go back inside. Goodbye for now.

Love your owner,

Anonim

Camera 1: Kitchen

Anonim quietly slipped into the house through the door leading to the porch only to quickly duck down behind a nearby counter. A group of men sat in the kitchen talking in Russian. Makarov must have thought everyone was upstairs and called a meeting. Nobody seemed to notice her ungraceful appearance, so she just stayed hidden behind the counter. She was able to catch a little bit of what they were saying, but she couldn't seem to garner enough information to make out what they were planning.

After four months of listening to them chattering away in Russian she still couldn't keep up. It's one thing to study and learn a language from a textbook when you have all the time in the world to translate what something means. It's certainly a lot different to listen to native speakers of that language. It doesn't matter how long you study reading and writing in a language, someone who speaks it daily will always talk too fast for you to understand it right away. She could understand when Makarov called Kiril an idiot, that happened too often for her to not recognize the phrase.

It wasn't long before the men got up and dispersed, some leaving out the front door and others heading off to other parts of the house. Anonim waited for the last of the footsteps to dissipate before standing up. It's too bad she didn't have x-ray vision, if she did she would have known Anatoly was sitting there waiting for her to pop up. "You are very bad at hide-and-seek. I am surprised that no one else saw you, you got lucky this time." He smirked. "Now tell me, what did you hear?"

"I only heard that Kiril is an idiot! I swear!" This caused Anatoly to laugh.

"There's no need to swear or be scared. I could really care less if you heard everything that was said. Even if you did, there would be nothing you can do to affect our plans anyway. Just stop eavesdropping, you will only end up getting yourself in trouble." He offered some friendly advice.

"You're not going to kill me?"

"Why the hell would you think I want to kill you?"

"I don't know. Makarov and Kiril probably would."

"Do I look like Makarov or Kiril?" She shook her head no. "Good, don't compare me to them. Personally, I think I have much better looks than the two of them. I won't kill you for something stupid, but if you lunge at me with a knife you better be saying your prayers while you do it."

"Well, maybe I'm faster at killing than you are. Ever think of that?" She responded defiantly. It's not that she wanted to kill Anatoly, she was just getting tired of being looked down on.

"I'm sure you have a ton of experience. You probably used to be a ninja, didn't you? You definitely look like you used to be a highly trained psychopath."

Anonim smiled at his joke despite herself. "I wasn't a ninja, I killed more openly then they do. I was so fast no one even saw me. I'm just waiting for the right time to off all of you guys."

"I better sleep with one eye open from now on."

"It won't do you any good. You might as well not sleep anymore."

"Thank you for the warning. You should probably get out of here before Makarov comes back and decides you have lived too long. He's in a bad mood today."

"Thanks for the warning." She said and quickly disappeared, most likely headed upstairs to find Deniz or Amy.

A/N: I'm just gonna say that I'm not very happy with this chapter. I couldn't think of what to write after the journal entry, so I decided to try to find a way to show her relationship with Anatoly. I'm not sure why, but I've always pictured him as being the nicer one out of the group.