[Chrissy spares a final glance at the area behind them before she hurries on into the elevator. She knows where absolutely nothing is, but Jinx seems to. She's been here five months. And that's a pretty long time to be trapped on something with a clearly limited space. ]
How many other teenagers are there?
[Her arms fold over her chest as she leans against the side of the elevator, trying to figure out why a place like that would want to pull in any of them at all. But as confusing as that is, Chrissy also feels a sense of gratitude. She wouldn't be able to do much of anything at all if she wasn't here. And Jinx seems like someone that might be able to be her friend.
It's almost like a second chance. She's not under anyone's thumb here. And for the first time she can remember, Chrissy finds herself feeling free.]
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How many other teenagers are there?
[Her arms fold over her chest as she leans against the side of the elevator, trying to figure out why a place like that would want to pull in any of them at all. But as confusing as that is, Chrissy also feels a sense of gratitude. She wouldn't be able to do much of anything at all if she wasn't here. And Jinx seems like someone that might be able to be her friend.
It's almost like a second chance. She's not under anyone's thumb here. And for the first time she can remember, Chrissy finds herself feeling free.]