Elena stood in a line up of women in the Reformation building, shivering slightly from the thin clothes and the cold temperature in the room. Her blonde hair was shoulder length and her hazel eyes were bright but still dull from trauma as well as the drugs that were slowly leaving her system. She was getting more anxious as time went on, wishing she could get a fix to make it stop but knowing it would just lead her back to the bad life she had or behind bars for even longer. When an officer called to her, she stepped forward and watched her wrists as the woman cuffed her.<br/><br/>She was dragged out of the building as the woman officer walked back inside, looking up to see the night sky and breathing in fresh air for the first time in days. She knew running would be useless so she sat down on a bench outside the stone building, thinking about all of this. She wasnt so sure this was the best idea but she had no other choice and better this than to be in a prison cell for who knew how long with criminals worse than herself.