The Lost Ones Part 4

Dante walked in calmly,"the tests won't be done till tomorrow so you will have to stay apart from the others in one of the empty rooms," I could hear the pity in his voice.

"Disgusting." I muttered to myself, he only cares because I'm sick, gross.

"What was that?" He asked his voice slightly higher than normal.

" nothing." I said blandly, and he turned back to whatever nonsense he had been doing before. The folder stabbed my side but I sat straight forward afraid Dante would notice if I shuffled to much.
Finally he got up and lead me to a different room. The room sent a chill up my spine. The walls and floor were white. The only piece of furniture was the bed sitting in the corner, it was the type of thing you would see in a horror film.

I stepped in and I heard the door slam behind me. After a few minutes I tried the handle, "locked." I muttered though there had never been any real hope of escape. I scanned the ceiling searching for cameras. To my amusement there were none to be found.

I pulled the folder out.  I smiled as I ran my hand over the bright letters, "runaways" I said quietly to myself. "What are they doing writing some fairytale?". I shook my head as I flipped through the pages.

a picture of a curly haired girl was on one page, below the picture read,
Samantha Reed
Found 7th and Antioch age 3
Loyal worker for the mission for 7 years.
Reason for resignation of the mission. Escaped age 10 through breech in system.