Mae waited. She had a sense that waiting was bad, but having no emotion...she didn't know how to respond to it. She stood, staring at the doors of the cell, waiting for them to open. She wanted to get out, she knew that...but she didn't have any idea where she wanted to go. Finally the doors opened and a man grabbed her wrists and cuffed them. "hey.." she said, knowing that this man wouldn't hurt her, the way the others often had. "Hello, Mae" he said flatly. He pushed her into a room which now held a few others. She only stared. She couldn't do anything else.