"Hey... hey kid! what's wrong" Faye shouted, running over to the collapsed boy, picking him up in her arms. "I'll bring you home, okay? can you tell me where you live?" Faye asked as she began carrying him back to her car

One shivered, thinking the scientist had found him the the forest. He tried to fight to get away from the kid, struggling to get anywhere. One was far to exhausted to do anything and fell again, trying to reach out to his brothers and sisters again, only making his way into Faye's brain.

(Faye's not really much of a kid, she's over 30)

"Hey, hey, calm down, I'm bringing you back to your home, just tell me where it is and I'll drive you there... or maybe to a hospital first, what were you doing out here?" Faye asked

(opps)

One struggled even more at the word hospital. He reached further into Faye's mind, trying to find someway to get her to leave him alone. He searched around, only to realize he was in a nearby squirrel's mind. One grunted in frustration, his nose starting to bleed a scarlet color.

Faye, seeing the kid's distress decided rather than bringing him to the hospital, she was trained enough to take care of this kid. She didn't want to stress him any further than he already was. She took the kid, sneaking without any notice, quite honestly the hospital staff here sucked and she'd get quicker service at home.

One fell into a restless sleep, trashing around, having nightmares of the scientist and the test run on him. He was suddenly sitting at a table with a headset on, a man sitting in front of him,"Okay, One. I want you to tell us what this man is thinking." One tried to reach into his mind, but reached into everyone around him, finding memories of them as young kids and their test with the other kids. He finally reached into the man's mind,"It hurts, Papa..." One opened his eyes, whipping his nose. "I know, One, but you have to push through." One nodded, reaching into the man's memories,"He is mourning the death of is two year old son. He died last year. His wife left him." The man's eyes widened, that must have not been what he was supposed to find.

Faye looked at the boy sleeping in the back of her car, having a flashback in her mind, causing her to gasp, pulling over to give herself some time to calm down.

Everything was silent, she couldn't hear anything, despite the screaming people around her. In front of her was something that she'd never forget for the rest of her life. Her brother, dead on the floor in front of her. She was only 28 at the time, he was 25, happily married, and had a kid. The next, the kid went missing, her brother was dead, quite brutally ripped apart, and his wife left to live with her family.

She reminded herself she was doing all she could to find out what happened, and continued driving home, her knuckles turning white from gripping the wheel so hard

One went into her mind unknowingly and saw the memory and started shaking, thinking it was real. He shook violently, sweating and kicking and nothing.

Lynne lay on her bed, reading a book she had just purchased at a nearby book store. She set it down with a sigh. She had never had many friends, she was always too shy to talk to anyone. She sat up and walked to her window. She had always disliked the dark, but loved how the stars and moon lit it up for her. She sat at her desk and started drawing. It always calmed her down. She glanced out her window to see clouds looming in. They appeared to just be rain clouds, not thunder. She sighed in relief. She got up one last time to look out her window, she pondered for a while, and fell asleep without realizing it.

11 carefully opened the unlocked back door of the house. She has escaped a few hours ago, and needed to find food, warmth and water to survive. These people clearly had plenty they weren't eating. She opened the fridge, grabbing what looked safe to eat and turned the sink on