The Missing Ones discussion

Tatiana woke up with a sore head and in a unknown room.

Pascal looked at the girl, not moving towards her. It was nice to see someone else in the room, having not seen anyone else for nearly 4 years. The last person in the room with her died. "Hello" She spoke simply, her voice gentle.

"Whats up?" she said fixing her hair

Pascal looked confused for a moment "Um the ceiling?" She answered, taking the question seriously. Having spent 8 years in captive, she wasn't so familiar with how people talked.

she laughed "nevermind,I'm Tatiana,but call me Tati. now where are we" she said smiling

"I'm Pascal" She replied, not smiling back. She didn't answer the other question, not having a proper answer. She had been trying to figure out where she was for a long time.

"Where are you from?" she asked curious

Pascal thought back, trying to remember. "L.A" She answered after a minute of thinking.

"Same" she smiled knowing another Californian was here

Pascal shrugged, she hadn't been in L.A for years. "I haven't been there in years though" She admitted.

"how long,have you been here" she asked

"8 years" Pascal answered.

she looked at Pascal shocked "oh my gosh!"

Pascal shrugged, she had gotten used to this place. "I don't need or want pity" Pascal replied, a little harsher then she meant to.

"do you starve?" she asked

Pascal shook her head "Once a day food is placed in the middle of the room, unless I've done something stupid then I go a few days without food" Pascal answered her.

"do you have water?" she asked

"Not right now, but in the morning we will"

"okay,do you have a cell" she asked

Pascal shook her head, getting a little frustrated with the questions.

she sat down

Pascal looked at the wall in front of her.

"look,we will get out" she smiled

Pascal shrugged "Obviously" She replied drily.

she nodded

Pascal turned to look at the newest arrival, her blue eyes untrusting.

"Pascal" The brunette told the other girl simply.

Pascal shrugged, she liked her name okay but to her it was odd. "Before you ask water and food come once a day" She said, leaning against the wall.

Pip huddled in the corner of the room, not yet noticed by anyone which made her content as she stared blankly at the wall. She slowly reached up to hug her knees as she curled up, leaning against the hard wall that seemed to be her only friend.

Pascal looked over at the new girl "Who are you?" She asked.

Pip didn't move, only stared forward. She slowly, ever so slightly moved her head to see who had spoken. A girl had asked her a question but she hadn't heard and didn't want to answer. She shook her head quickly.

Pascal nodded respecting that Pip didn't want to talk. "I'm not gunna hurt you"

Pip looked at her wide-eyed. She shifted away from the girl, trying to move away but she was already so close to the wall.

((I'll be right back))

((Okay))

Pascal shrugged, before sitting in her normal corner. "I hate this place!" She exclaimed dramatically.

Pip looked up at the two girls who were now in front of her. She eyed both before turning away again, not wanting to speak. Not wanting to be in this room.

Pip turned again slowly, reaching up a shaking arm so she could take the lip balm. As she reached up her sleeve pulled bag, revealing some scars. Pip's eyes widened and she pulled back, cradling her arm and shrugging the sleeve back down her arm. She pursed her lips up at the girl, afraid that she had seen.

Pip blinked and then to her surprised said, "He did it.." She whispered, barely audible. By he, she meant her father. She couldn't even think of him without scowling.

Pip clenched her jaw. She couldn't even believe she had spoken. "He beat me.." She whispered, then quickly took the lip balm and tucked it into her pocket.

"Pip, I'm Pip." She managed before turning away again, back to her corner where she'd been now for half a year.

Pip uncurled her legs and stood for the first time in a long time. She leaned closer to look at Kat's scars. "You too?" She whispered.

Pascal raised an eyebrow at the two, thinking about her own scars. She mostly chose to ignore her scars.

Pip flicked her eyes quickly over to Pascal and suddenly felt insecure and shrunk back down into the corner, hugging her knees once again. She blinked a few times, wishing she could be anywhere but here. "I still want to." She whispered.

"I've tried nearly everyway I can to kill myself in here, but they always stop me for some reason" Pascal admitted, staring at the blank ceiling.

Pip shrugged, "Why?" She mumbled. She didn't understand who 'they' was but she knew that they probably were only keeping them in here for sheer pleasure.

Pascal shrugged "I may have been here for most of my life, but I still haven't figured out why the hell they want us" She said.

Pip frowned, deep in thought. "Maybe it's like a game?" She asked, leaning against the wall for reassurance that she was not just dreaming.

Pip mumbled some words and turned to face the wall, staring blankly again. She had no energy left, nothing.

Sapphire woke up, still feeling tired and sick. She saw the others, but stay quiet.

Pascal glanced at the other girl, curiously.