"Sir! The T-34 ship is back!" a soldier reported to his superior.
The whole place was surrounded by iron walls, filled with armed people in black suits, all marching and working.
A siren boomed, the ground shook, and a tower used for landing emerged from beneath.
"This is Ship T-34! Repeat, Ship T-34!" a voice echoed.
The vibrating door opened, and from the ship, five people came out. Two of them were carrying a girl with a pale face, dressed in a messy white dress.
"Sir, Danny Bazarkos! The admiral wants to know that girl's background," a soldier reported.
"Okay, but before that, put her into the private room on floor 55, room 10," Danny commanded.
The soldier put both hands at his sides and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Copy, sir!"
Another day passed.
Her eyes blinked slowly. She saw white walls, a bright room, and smelled the scent of flowers beside her.
"Where am I?" she thought. "What is this place?" she asked in a curious voice.
"The only thing I remember is that there's nothing for me to return to... Instead of always running away from home, I should have met Dad," she whispered, her voice filled with despair and regret.
The door opened.
And in came the first person whose face she saw since arriving.
She didn't care anymore about what would happen; she gazed at him with a sad expression.
He smiled and sat in the chair beside her bed.
"I don't know who you are or where you're from, but I can feel what you're going through."
Tears overflowed from her eyes, her face twisted in a sorrow that words couldn't explain.