We creep down the hall, with Ahsoka slung over my shoulder. Rosie trails behind me, dragging her feet on the stone hard floor. I hear the voices of the guards, I quickly step in to a small gap in the wall, and then I yank Rosie back. We push ourselves back against the wall and close our eyes tightly. The guards move swiftly past without seeing us. I turn to Rosie.

"Are you ok?" I ask. She nods. I check round the corner then look around; the wall is coated with blood. I hold back a scream and keep walking. Rosie's eyes are locked on to the floor.
"Padme?" I turn to her. She's stood still, crying.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Well, when I escape where will I go? What will I do.?"

"You can live with me and Ani." My voice starts to wobble. She looks up at me; her eyes are bright red as if they had been smeared with ketchup. I place Ahsoka on the floor, and then kneel down in front of Rosie. I grasp the top of her bony arms. "I promise you'll be ok!" she nods. I pick up Ahsoka and we start walking.

After half an hour find our way to the main room. All the girls are lined up and training. I turn to Rosie, and then place my cold finger on my chapped lips. We dash in to the corner of the room where a door was. I push on the door. It's locked. I lay Ahsoka on the floor and run in to it.

"Padme!" Rosie says. I look up the whole rooms eyes were on me. Before I knew it two guards were running towards me. Rosie curls up in to a ball. Without thinking I pick a chair up and chuck it at the glass door. The glass shattering pierced our ears; I quickly grab Ahsoka and run. More glass shatters as I dash through the opening. Rosie remains on the floor. I grab her arm and drag her, not realising that I was dragging her through the shattered glass on the floor.
"Rosie come on!" she just says still. I drag her up to her feet and carry her on my other shoulder. My feet didn't stop moving. They kept running down the white corridors. I eventually get to a dead end. I place Ahsoka and Rosie on the floor. I look at Rosie, she's shacking and crying. I stroke her hair.

"It's ok." She shakes her head.

"No it won't."