EPISODE SEVEN

C E N T R A L C I T Y, E R E G O N

T H E C A M P

It did not take long for us to make our way down the wide slope and find our way to camp. We have only crossed the gate, and I already can see different trainees going about their daily activities. They all have different ranks, and of different races. They all are staring at me, some look indifferent, and others look at me in a way that shows they are happy to have me here.

"Like I told you, not everyone knows all about who you are, and you are dressed in a foreign attire. They are not familiar with your style of clothing, and they are probably wondering where you came from," Coria says to me, as she notices I am beginning to get uncomfortable with the way they all are looking at me as I walk through the quarters.

"They mean no harm, they are only surprised like Coria said," Delil says and I nod. She thinks in the same way as Coria and it makes me pretty relived.

We keep walking and they keep staring at me. . . and it makes me wo