<span style="color: #40BF00"><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: center;">For the short amount of time that she had been sleeping for, she had around five different dreams, of course the main one about 'The Five' as usual for the last four months or so. When hearing the mans stern but soft voice her eyes opened slowly with a yawn as she turned facing him, "Go? w-where.." she said in a lightly unsure voice as she sat up on the bed, getting out from the covers and sighing slightly. <span style="font-style: italic">Whats going to happen now...are they going to kill me, or trade me or something? God I hate my father...</span> she thought with an annoyed face along hers. Then looking back up to him with another yawn.</div></span></span>