In mind I kept asking if this was going to be my end or new beginning. The two men entered the van, closing the double doors. I have no way of knowing where we were going or who these people were. They were dressed in all black with dark shades covering their eyes. One had a scar from the eyebrow down to his cheek in a diagonal line. I could feel the van turning onto the freeway by the velocity of the van. I started to have my suspicions if these people are what nick said they were or will they will turn out to be “The Eyes”. I look at one of them across from me; he looked back. We’re taking you to the eyes headquarters; you’re assigned a room number when we get there. He says. Despite the fear I was in, I nodded. Nick lied to me; these people weren’t Mayday, their “The Eyes”. Why would nick do this? This is something I will never know, it’s too late to do anything about it. After what seems to be two hours the van finally comes to a stop. I was expecting the worse to come. The double doors open, they take me by the elbows once again to help me out, it seemed to be around dawn time. There were about five buildings labeled with numbers. They lead me to building number two; there were other handmaids that look like they were captured by the eye. Entering the building I felt anxiety, I questioned myself what was going to happen to me? Does this mean I go straight to the colonies? Am I going to be tortured? Instead they put me in a waiting room for now. Minutes later a woman steps into the room. You’re another one of them that just don’t listen. You’re assigned room 220. She said. I nodded. She took me to my room and closed the door. The room smells of mothballs, or is that odor death. I sat on the bed observing the room, there was a window cracked open. I thought to myself this will be a perfect opportunity to escape. Before of the attempt of escaping I searched around the room in search of what previous people had in this room; I found a scarf under the bed mattress. The woman comes back and takes me the video room; maybe this was similar to Moria’s situation when she was caught after escaping. I remember that night I was at Jezebel’s with the commander as an evening rental. I saw Moria after a long period of time; she gave me hand signals like we did before when she was planning to escape to meet up in the washroom. I followed her there. She told me the story on how she got caught trying to escape, she was almost to freedom. They showed her a movie about the colonies; they say there’re other colonies not so bad. She had a choice either to go to the colonies or work as a prostitute at Jezebel’s. I picked Jezebel because it’s not as bad as the colonies with the toxic waste. After that night I never saw Moria again.