Melody dragged her bag to the<span style="font-weight: bold">A</span>dormitory. Luckily her name was on the check list there so she hadn't heaved her suitcase there for nothing. She switched on the light and stepped inside. It was musty and the air was stale. Looking around, she saw no windows so that explained the air quality. It looked like they were allowed to chose their beds so she chose one in the middle along the far wall. There were three doors at the back; a girl's shower and a boy's shower. The third had the wires and stuff that gave power and water to the room. At least she assumed that's what they were for, it looked like a mess of machines and wires to her. She found that each bed had a little metal cabinet by them. When she looked inside hers she found water, a pillow, and two blankets.<span style="font-style: italic">This is a military training camp type thing right? I hope it's not like survivor and this is all the water we get.</span>Melody put her bag in the cabinet and closed the door. She lay back on her bed and noticed, not for the first time, how uncomfortable these new clothes were. She chose four measures from the sad part of her heart song and hummed them quietly to herself. If she had been outside she would have seen the wind pick up and animals stop to listen. A person's heart song is one of the most hypnotic thing a person can hear, and when the person singing it has "talent" nature sometimes reacts.