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I sit down on the chair in front of Michaels desk. He stares at me and explains the rules.

"Okay." I say nervously.

"I can tell your nervous. Why?" He asks.

"It's intimidating.. I'm being interviewed to decide if I'm worthy enough to live or die." I reply.

"Y/n, do you have any dark secrets?"

"Not really." I say.

"Lie."

"Well, I have one.."

"Explain it to me." He says.

"When I was 8 I really wanted this Uh doll and when my mom said no, something happened.. someone appeared.. but when I try and think of his face.. blur." I say.

Michael has a grin on his face. He stands up.

"This is weird, are going to kill me?" I say.

"Kill you? No. If I wanted to I would just let you stay here and you would slowly and painfully die anyways."

"I- uh okay."

"Y/n, is there anyone here.. that you love? Or someone that makes your blood boil?" He asks sitting down again.

"No. Though sometimes everyone annoys me, I learned to live with everyone here." I reply with a laugh.

"It's so weird." He mutters.

"What?"

"Y/n, I think your perfect for the sanctuary." He says and stands up again.

"Wha- Wait really??" I say.

"I'm interviewing other people, but I want you to come back. I'll ask you sometime."

"T-thanks!" I leave the room.

Holy shit.