Today was just filled with all sorts of new experiences, some good, some bad.<br/><br/>The first one being flight. Jennifer had never flown before, let alone fly first class! The second experience, well, actually the first, was dressing to cover up. Jennifer was proud of her body and knew it looked good, she wasn't a narcissist, nor did she actively show off, but she did like to dress in ways that complimented her physique. Yet there she was, wearing a long beige trenchcoat, looking like some pervert, ready to flash some innocent children. But what made it even worse, was the rather noticeable hunchback. Which was why she was so surprised that she could board the plane so easily, no questions asked. She wasn't even checked. The EAP had probably pulled a few strings there, she guessed.<br/><br/>The flight was only a few hours long, but she was perched up against the round window the entire trip. It was absolutely beautiful, she could see so far and everything looked so tiny. Even the parts where they flew above the clouds, and you couldn't even see the ground anymore, were stunning. But what really took her breath away, was when they approached New York, and the tall skyscrapers started to poke out of the clouds. New York, New York, she'd always wanted to visit New York.<br/><br/>Excited, she got off the plane, once more without being even checked once, and quickly gathered her bags, a simple, pink travelbag, with wheels and an extendable handle and a plain black laptop bag, adorned with a lot of bright and colorful stickers. Her excitement quickly dampened as she spend the next 20 minutes jumping up and down excitingly, waving her arms, just to try and hail a cab. She couldn't blame them, she kinda looked like a serial killer who had stolen some pretty girl's face. Eventually someone stopped before her. The driver wasn't very helpful, not even bothering to help her load her bags. She couldn't help but wonder, how helpful would he have been, if she was back to her original self... After some huffing and puffing - it was a heavy bag - she got her stuff in the trunk and took a seat in the back of the cab, and after giving the driver the location, she was finally off.<br/><br/>She had hoped that the drive there would take her through the heart of the city. She may not be able to actually walk there, but at least she could've said she had seen it up close. But the driver instead drove around the city, keeping to the highway. So, just like in the plane, all she could do was press herself against the dirty window and look at it from a distance.<br/><br/>As they left the city reaches, and they arrived on the more silent back roads, she couldn't help but start to feel uncomfortable. Wasn't this how rape stories usually started? Pretty girl in the back of a cab, taken to some undisclosed location to... Well, she didn't need to fill in the rest. As the travel progressed, she started to feel increasingly more nervous. The bulge on her back occasionally seemed to wiggle a little, but thankfully the driver didn't seem to notice. Either that, or he chose to ignore it.<br/><br/>After what seemed like an eternity, they finally arrived at the location. Jennifer nearly threw herself out of the smelly cab and quickly gather her bags, once more not being helped in the slightest by the driver. And as the taxi sped off in the opposite direction again, she couldn't help but wonder if perhaps she should've stayed in the cab. The building before her looked daunting, to say the least. It's tall walls and thick iron gate not being very inviting. It didn't help that she didn't see anybody, which only added to the creepiness factor. She gulped audibly, and pressed on. After all, this was the government, right? They wouldn't do anything weird, right?<br/><br/>At the front door she tried to look for a doorbell, or intercom or anything of the sorts, but eventually settled on just knocking. As the door opened automatically, she couldn't help but yelp out of surprise. This totally didn't add up to the creepiness factor.<br/><br/><b>"H-hello?"</b>She carefully asked, sticking her head through the doorway. Her nervousness dropped the moment she saw three others. Thank god, this isn't some kind of horrible joke. She quickly pushed the door further open and rolled her bag inside, placing it next to the others. Her pink bag contrasting starkly against the others.<b>"Hiiiiiiii!"</b>She cheered, bouncing up to the other two. Though her cheerfulness dropped a little as she saw the boy, he looked so serious, so scary. And the rather sullen looking girl on the floor.<b>"Euhm... Hello."</b>She settled, calmed down a little.<b>"You here for the EAP as well?"</b>She whispered the name, as if it was some kind of big secret.<br/><br/>She had wanted to take the trenchcoat off the moment she got here, the thing was constricting and warm, but as she looked at the two people before her, she couldn't help but wonder what their "problem" was. The nervousness that had left her, quickly reappeared. What if this really was some kind of joke? That whoever ran this place send out thousands of those flyers to just about everybody, but that she just happened to be the first one to actually have some kind of supernatural deformity? Of course, that wouldn't explain the flight here and all the costs paired with that. She had so hoped that this place would help her feel less of a freak, but these two looked so... so... normal. Her bulge squirmed visibly, as she quickly decided to look around the place. Noticing that there was actually a fifth person here. It was difficult to see, but there appeared to be someone sleeping in the far corner.<b>"Who's that?"</b>She asked no one in particular, pointing at the sleeping person. How long had these people been waiting here?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>