Just about a fair share of bad luck....

[Eternal]

Things were going alot better then she thought.The LSF didn't have a clue who she was , but that was something that could change and fast. The first agent she met was arrogant and probly a high ranked man.He wasn't planning to get any information from her , he was just asking random questions to show authority and his high rank. The second one however was probly the real interogation agent. With her first meeting with him , he used some old tricks to get the information he needed. What was this a good cop - bad cop method? Not nearly as creative as she tough.Still...the second guy ...that Mike agent. He was , to some level ofcource , aware that she was no ordinary Order pilot.Still...he had to proove that to his supiriors.Wich wasn't going to be easy.

This room as all white too. With the intetional blood spots on the walls.Those were merely to scare prisoners here.Liberty lawfulls and even the LSF didn't have the guts needed to torture a person like that.Also , real torture worked only in the movies , it was the fear of being tortured , that made captives talk.

All she could see around her was white and a mirror galery.People were watching her every move...again.It's been close to two days now without any food or water.

"I'm getting weak...." - she tought. That was an old tactic.If the prisoners were weak all the less chance for them to escape.

The only thing that could take her mind of reality was the notebook and a small pencil near it.For a nineteen old girl , that was enough to keep her mind of reality for a change. She began drawing , nothing spesific , just to keep her mind busy.Leaving things to amuse prisoners wasn't a very smart move. In the end...this was just a test of mental strenght and mind games were her speciality.Also , there was one more thing to worry about. She looked at her right arm...the arm made a tick she didn't control.

"This isn't good..." - she tore up her shirt and covered her arm with it.Aldo she had absolutly no injories to her arm.She felt like she can't contol it...and she knew exactly why.

"Finaly..." - Control evor her arm returned.Mirage took a deep breath and leened back to relax a bit.At the moment she had no intention of calling the LSF agents herself.They were going to get here soon enough.

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