I think of ava, she lived across from me, I was like her little brother. she was all was so happy and her smile could brighten a room, she had a face full of freckles, bright green eyes, and strawberry blond hair. she would always open doors and help me get around the Westfield wings because I would always get lost when I was little. unlike me, ava got her name for a kid name daniel. who wanted to find another way out on this place for everyone no matter who they are. he was awesome together we were three little monsters, till he got sent to the west wing and ava was on her death bed. As tears fill my eyes, I hear Sky chirping under my bed. "shhh," I hiss, I quickly grab the box from under my bed and crack it open. Sky starts doing his laps, I put the disgusting slop in the corner of the box, which sky instantly start to eat. I keep thinking about Sonnar and how she got her name, was she like me and broken into the holding room and found her folder or is someone giving people names again. I close sky's box and rehide it under my bed, then slide the heavy door open. I sneak into the hallway then into the holding room, the holding room is one of my favorite places. Because not only is there never any people but the room is covered with stacks of books, toys, stuffed animal and a lot more. I walk over to a bunch of filing cabinets snaked as far as the eyes could see. "if there's any information Sonnar it would be here," I repeat her number over and over again in my head and out loud. "718889, 718889, 718889" after a few minutes, I find the yellow document with the numbers 718889 across the side in big black bold numbers. I quickly open the folder to see the bold letters "Rachel Glass," I quickly look at the photo page "yep that's Sonnar."  all of a sudden I hear a woman scream from behind me, but the room is still empty.