'I don't remember much before I became what I am. I remember a family, small moments of my past life, but nothing else. I remember lightning, thunder, rain.<br/>I remember two people screaming as I was draged away from a big white house. Then I became number 48.'<br/>Katlin wrote these words down in the dirt, a short explanation of who she was, as everyone else was telling things about themselfs.<br/>She didn't point out her little paragraph, whoever wanted to read it was able, whoever didn't....well, whatever. Katlin moved away from the group, to the back of the cave. The rain and wind picking up made her feel nervous, uneasy.