Walking through these bland hallways is torture. The awkward silence. The echo of footsteps. What makes it worse is that I have no idea of what's going to happen to me. 

“Who is this Nocnitsa girl anyways?” I ponder while intensely staring at the floor as I walk.

“We’re here.” The annoying officer states.

“Hm-” 

I crash into an oddly soft wall. I take a small step back pushing myself away with my hands. I look up to be met by the glare of dark blue eyes. They’re magnificent. It’s as if I could see all of the irresistible parts of space displayed through these eyes.

“I think you gave me a broken one.” A seductive woman's voice says sarcastically. 

Realizing what I have been doing, I quickly step back leaving a large amount of space between me and the woman. 

She doesn't seem much older than me. But she is tall. Or maybe I’m just short. Anyways, she has jet black hair that contrasts her pale skin. 

I cross my arms and look off to the side.

“Miss Sable Hendrix, this is Miss Nocnitsa Aksamit. Miss Nocnitsa Aksamit, this is Miss Sable Hendrix.” He says, gesturing to each of us respectively.