(Bad Company)

"Number 35; Report to the file room". This was coming from the siren, blasted from the siren. Sophie was half asleep when she heard the call of her number. She sprang up from the bed where she laid, struggling with her flip-flops she got them on and hurried to the File room.

"Good morning,Ma", Sophie said as she wiped her eyes to see the file that was handed over to her.

"Are you aware that you'll be discharged today?", her therapist asked.

"I'm sure", ...