Life After Death(2 person)

"I dont have to answer you." I sat back down.

Tristen
i sighed. "Fine. be that way, just trying to be nice." i muttered. then headed back next door to the cameras

I sighed, huggin gmy knees a little.

Tristen
i leaned back in my chair again. "stupid." i muttered

I got up again, sitting in the chair that was in here.

Tristen
i sighed, and leaned into the micro phone, there where small speakers in her room. "why are you different? What all are you capable of?" i asked. it was the same stupid questions i always asked.

I remained silent, looking at the camera in the room.

Tristen
"Why don't you ever answer?" i asked, straying away from my list of questions.

"Do i have to?" I snapped.

Tristen
"Well they did say that if you kept ignoring us then they'd send some people in there with you. let's say they wont be as 'nice' as me." i answered

"Whats the point of all of this then?"

Tristen
"What's the point of all of what?"

(i gtg for a bit. b back later)

"All this shit you are doing to me? watching my every move?"

(alright)

Tristen
"You're the one that tried to escape. They find it nessecary." i said

I growled in frustration. "Well if you were in my place, you'd see why i want out."

Tristen
"I do see why you want out. it's not my place to question everyone in this stupid place." i said. "I'm just saying that unless you want them to hurt you, you need to start talking."

I sighed. "What do you wanna know?"

Tristen
"why are you different? What are you capable of?"

"I adapted some psychic abilities. no big deal." I rolled my eyes.

Tristen
i thought for a second of how to fraze this. "Why can...some people aquire abilities and others can't? what makes your kind so special?" i said

"Dunno. guess we were exposed to something or whatever happens in those books."

Tristen
i chuckled. "Nice." i said "And how many of your kind have you met?"

I shrugged.

Tristen
"How do you not know how many you've met?"