Standing in the shower I can feel the water run down my neck, stopping, and then reappearing further down on it. That's right the collar is so tight that not even water can get under it and to my skin. That bitch in a box explained how it works to me but she didn't really need to. Basically, if they even think I'm going to do something they'll activate it, and I already know what happens when it activates.

She then told me I wasn't going to be isolated but my one hour of freedom had been revoked. Which is better than what I had expected. Although I think the only reason I'm free right now is that they want me to try something so they can prove and confirm the collar's effectiveness. That might just be me being paranoid. Either way, I don't need to be told twice when it comes to this damn thing.

I make my way to the cafeteria. After grabbing my tray I noticed someone was sitting at my table. For a second I debate going to another table but I conclude that'll cause more problems than sitting at my regular table will. I get to the table, setting my tray down, and sitting directly across from her.

"Wow, look at Mr. Big Shot, he's got his own collar!"

"Is there a reason you're sitting at this table?"

"Yeah, you. The fuck else would I be here for?"

Rolling my eyes I can't help but sigh. I have no idea who this girl is but I can already tell I'm not going to like her. She looks young, around thirteen, at most fifteen. She's short and on the slender side, and that's coming from me. Something about her seems off though. Her lips, they're sticking out as if she was preparing for a kiss or making a pouting face.

Maybe it'll be best to just ignore her, she seems harmless. I begin to eat my food.

"Hey, that meat is still raw, you should give it to me."

The hell is she talking about, it looks completely fine. But just in case, I take my hands and tear it in half. Sure enough, though the outside was dark the inside looked raw. Not even a second later she reaches across the small circular table and grabs it off my tray.

"You weren't going to eat it were you?" Opening her mouth wider than I expected it possible, she bites down on one half of the meat, almost swallowing it whole. It was then that I saw the reason why her lips were pushed out. Her teeth, she had four normal-looking, but much larger than normal teeth at the front of her top and bottom rows. After those, however, were countless sharp and serrated teeth along with what looked to be four large canines separating the normal and sharp teeth.

She moaned as she ate the meat which made me quite uncomfortable. I quickly looked around to make sure no one was getting any wrong ideas but no one seemed to care, or rather, they acted as if this was a daily occurrence.

She finished eating the large piece of meat in what felt like way too short of a time. Licking her lips and fingers she began again.

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"I like you boy. I like your style. You go straight for the kill." She spoke as she was chewing on the bone left behind by the meat. "You want to help me break out of here?"

I glance around before leaning forward, "Are you serious?"

"Fuck yeah, I'm serious. I haven't been here long in the grand scheme of things but I don't plan on staying here much longer. This place is a shithole and the only reason there aren't countless riots and escape attempts is that they got most of these kids while they were young. So this is all they know, like that Wayne friend of yours."

"You think you can get out of here? How?"

"Damn right I can get out of here, this isn't the first time I've been captured and it won't be the last."

I don't know if she meant that to be reassuring but it was the opposite. It's a tempting offer but, the only thing I have left is to kill that fucking agent, and to do that I have to get the information on him first.

"Sorry, but I can't leave this place. There's someone I have to find first."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be the sentimental type. What, you looking for a long-lost sister who was taken away when you were a child, and you never knew why. Then when your ability manifested you realized why she must have been taken, and now you're on a quest to track down your long-lost little sister who's been lonely all this time?" She motions as if to wipe away a small teer, "That's so cute."

"Something like--" Oh shit, now she's crying!

Fuck, everyone is looking at me. I didn't do it, I swear.

I sit there trying to act as if the small, crying girl wasn't real.

The sobs eventually die down and a few seconds later she looks as if she hadn't just been balling her eye's out.

"By the way, you can call me Carnie. It's short for carnivorous. That's what the people who used to chase me called me, 'You Carnivorous Bitch!' is what they'd say. I ended up eating them so I couldn't really say they were wrong, and so I made it my name. What's yours?"

Did she just say she ate them? People, she eats people?

"Wha-"

"Your name dummy, you do have one don't you?"

"Tom, my name is Tom."

"Okay Tom, well I hope you--wooohhh" She was then lifted up out of her seat by her shirt. In the confusion that is this little girl, I hadn't noticed Red-lips, but she was now standing behind the girl as she held her in the air. Bringing the girl, Carnie, closer to Red-lips, she scolded her, "I told you to stay away from him! He's dangerous."

"LEt Me GO REd-Red!" As the Carnie seemed to halfheartedly and almost playfully fight back against Red-lips, she was shredding through Red's shirt fast. Realizing this Red-lips held Carnie further out while putting a hand over her newly exposed skin, her face was turning bright red.

Carnie didn't seem to care at all, "Oh he's bAd! You keep saying that, but maybe I like a bad boy! You're just trying to keep him to yourself aren't you!" At hearing this Red's face turns even redder, I stand up leaving my tray at the table, and walking away.

I don't know what the hell is going on here, but I have a feeling it's going to end badly and I don't want to deal with it. As I walk away I hear the rustling of chairs moving and the yelling voice of Carnie, "Let GO of ME, you know I'm older than you! Don't make me, I'll do it, I'll bite you!"