I was broken for days.

They brought me food, fresh clothes, water, but none of it meant anything to me. It felt like I was underwater, half aware of my surroundings but too far under to take in any of it all.

I shifted between crying and sleeping. One time I woke up to some ladies trying to get me to eat, but I refused. The next time I woke up, wires were connected to my arms, feeding liquids into me. I pulled them off and curled up like a ball.

I couldn't eat, I couldn't hear, I couldn't feel. All I felt was the pain. The everlasting pain.

Nothing they did would help. I was trapped in this bubble of sadness. Too far in to pull out.

I couldn't feel the hunger in my chest. I couldn't feel my hoarse throat. They just reminded me of the pain.

I fell asleep at one point and in my dreams, all was white, calm. I felt like I was falling. Then the picture came in and all around me I saw a lake, and on the edges were trees so beautiful, so tall and calm, they seemed like forever sleeping people, forever in peace.

I felt myself slip into the lake, and it was cold. The coolness enveloped me. I waited to float back to the surface. Lift out of this amazing dream. But I don't. I fall deeper into the water, completely calm. I close my eyes and wait for my body to touch the bottom.

I knew I was dying. I was half aware that I wouldn't come back. But this state was so peaceful, so calm.

Then I felt a tugging sensation and I felt my body lifting to the surface again. I couldn't die. No. I wouldn't. I wouldn't die.

I opened my eyes, staring up at a bright white ceiling.

I knew that all I had to do was close my eyes again and drop away, but as much as I wanted to, I couldn't do it.

There was a steady beeping sound in my ears and my body felt numb. I was entirely awake, and could feel the elctroids stuck to my head and the needle that was in my arm, feeding fluids into me.

I sat up, and looked around, noticing the fact I was in a hospital room. The walls, ceiling and floor were all white and it was hard to tell where they merged together. Machinery sat by my bed, that happened to have many layers of white sheets on it, and wires came down from my brain. I reached up and pulled them off, then carefully slid the needle out from my arm and slid out of the bed.

In the wall there was a small panel that was a light shade of grey, that I easily spotted. I reached my hand out to it and slid it sideways. A section of the wall slid open and I slipped out wearily into a long corridor. I passed nurses who took a glance at me and skidded away in fear, like I was some sort of criminal, and passed open doors that I could see through to the many occupants that filled them. They were all district rebels, still not healthy after the final battle, or some that must have got caught in the riot after coin died.

I continued down the corridor, taking in all that surrounded me. About halfway down was an open room with four elevators and a directory. I found out I was on floor 4 out of 6 and I was in the minor emergency ward. One of the elevators opened and a man was slumped against a wall. He saw me and stood up properly.

"Oh good. I was just about to come check on you." He said an gestured for me to get in.

"Do I know you?" I asked him.

"Now you do." He replied.

"Who are you?" I said, ignoring his sarcasm.

"Jock Trevis. Your brand new case worker." He smirked at my confused expression. "The court case was on when you were in your broken form, just after they settled the new government. No one wanted to take care of you, but they didn't want your death on their new name. So they asked me to do it and I reluctantly accepted."

I frowned. "I never asked to be his granddaughter." He looked at me in the eye, all serious.

"Yet you are, and no one wants a murderers child."

I blinked back the tears. That was all I was now. A murderers granddaughter.

The words echoed in my head.

Murderers child.

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From that rainbow unicorn in the sky,

Amelia