It seem amused by your question '' Follow One into the rabit hole, the thrue is a sharp thorn that will never be removed, it will let his poison seep through your mind. Face the deadlyest fear and win the staring contest, a part of you will stay as you lose...''

It seem amused by your question '' Follow One into the rabit hole, the thrue is a sharp thorn that will never be removed, it will let his poison seep through your mind. Face the deadlyest fear and win the staring contest, a part of you will stay as you lose...''

"Okay" she understood how hard it'd be, but sighed. She may as well try. What else was there?

You hear it crawl across the sealing, using the now shot down cameras to move around. '' Or maby not, i don't know if i want to let you go or if i want to keep those screem all for me.''

You hear it crawl across the sealing, using the now shot down cameras to move around. '' Or maby not, i don't know if i want to let you go or if i want to keep those screem all for me.''

"Aren't there several more people here?" she fiddled with her music box, fiddlign to try it on so it played, winding it up.

The melody of your music box seem to be slowed down, as if the Numbers was affecting it, maby another volunteer knew why. '' Yes but you are the first i meet that wasn't clamed by stronger then me, it's a tempting opportunity.''

I was a little worried about the volunteer, but pushed my worries away. I then wondered how could all the plants could still live without sunlight. But then I decided to stop thinking for a while and quietly go look at rose bushes.

As you look more closely to the blood red flowers you notice that they had no thorn, instead small rounded bump were poking our of the deep green plant. The leaves had a plastic look to them and the smell of the roses was a weak, almost more bitter then sweet smell. It almost feelt like the plant was made of plastic if some of the leaves hadn't been damaged, leaving wiltered dent on them.

'Well, that's a bit peculiar, maybe it's because of the soil or lack of sunlight.' I thought, and decided to see if the tree was any different.

The tree trunk was gray, hard like stone and smooth to the touch. You reconize it as a maple of some kind from the shape of it's pale green leaves. Severals claw mark were runing across it indicating the amount of time a Number had climb it. Somthing white was laying in the grass near the water, between the roots of the tree.

I decide to take a closer look at the white object.