[whitexsuicide]

Amelia Marie Diederich

Amelia's nerves were on end as they seemed to get deeper into the prison. The worst people went to this end and the guard didn't even have to tell her that, she could feel it. She kept her head down, staring at the floor, watching her every step, just like the prisoners were doing. In the main parts there was wooting and cheering, but as they ascended into the depths it got eerily quiet. She started to wondered just how far down she was. The guard started to bang his baton against the cells, making the sound echo off the walls, only making Amelia more scared.
He stopped once they reached them.

The cell was dark and very hard to see in. They only saw silhouettes of what should be people. The guard lit up a lantern, which burned Amelia's eyes. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust, but soon the silhouettes started to turn into weary faces. They all seemed drained and they all had this look of defeat stitched into their faces. I changed Amelia's mood, just by the sad looks on their faces. She could no longer look at them as killers, but helpless people that were only trying to do what they thought was right. Amelia looked at Donnie to see if he had changed as well, but she was unsure of how he felt. His emotions were not written on his face as well as these humans' were.

She strained her eyes more to see if she spotted her professor, but she just couldn't do it. How many were here that she couldn't easily see her. "Kellen?" Amelia spoke under her breathe, barely even hearing herself, but she had to speak louder, she had to get her teacher's attention. They needed to know if she was there. "Professfor Kellen!" Her words echoed through out the moist walls, ringing through out her head. What did she just do?