“You do realize once you join, there's no going back,” Rocco said. “I know that just don't let me get caught!¨ Imani said rudely. ¨Imani, actually you don't...if you die in there you can die here!¨ Rocco shouted. ¨Well then say your goodbyes now,¨ Imani said, you could tell she was over it. Imani laid on the flat table. Rocca brought over the head gear and cords. He placed it on Imani’s head. ¨Oouch! That's tight!¨ Rocco ignored it and continued to hook her up to the cords. Rocco held a small blue container that said biohazard in an electric orange and charcoal black, then continued to take out the 5-inch needle that was about to be injected into Imani´s arm. When it happened, Imani was out cold. Looked
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You never know what they can do to you!” The man walked faster. Imani was scared. They? She thought., Imani walked in sync with the thousands of others and quickly turned into an alley hoping no one would see. She sat down “This was a huge mistake!” She watched people walk in with their feet stepping with each others. They all looked like they were in a marching band or the navy. “I'm so stupid!” The footsteps began to become quieter and the sound of marching boots slowly faded away. Imani thought it was safe to come out of the dark alley. ¨You! Heal!¨ a voice shouted. Imani shook in fear. She looked around to see where the voice had come from, but it was too dark to tell. Suddenly footsteps began to run and the sound only became faster a louder. Imani ran with all her might. The footsteps only became closer and within every step, a new footstep would join. The footsteps sounded like popcorn popping, bubble wrap being stepped on, or millions of glass beads dropping and shattering. At this point, nothing was going through Imani’s head, except the thought of being captured. The footsteps became quiet and now, it was the only sound of two footsteps, her own. Imani stopped and looked back as if she could see anything. It was so quiet. Just her and her thoughts...It seemed. Then she heard a man
You never know what they can do to you!” The man walked faster. Imani was scared. They? She thought., Imani walked in sync with the thousands of others and quickly turned into an alley hoping no one would see. She sat down “This was a huge mistake!” She watched people walk in with their feet stepping with each others. They all looked like they were in a marching band or the navy. “I'm so stupid!” The footsteps began to become quieter and the sound of marching boots slowly faded away. Imani thought it was safe to come out of the dark alley. ¨You! Heal!¨ a voice shouted. Imani shook in fear. She looked around to see where the voice had come from, but it was too dark to tell. Suddenly footsteps began to run and the sound only became faster a louder. Imani ran with all her might. The footsteps only became closer and within every step, a new footstep would join. The footsteps sounded like popcorn popping, bubble wrap being stepped on, or millions of glass beads dropping and shattering. At this point, nothing was going through Imani’s head, except the thought of being captured. The footsteps became quiet and now, it was the only sound of two footsteps, her own. Imani stopped and looked back as if she could see anything. It was so quiet. Just her and her thoughts...It seemed. Then she heard a man