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"That's what we call younger soldiers, as well as kids, like you." Octavia turned to pass a trail of sweet-smelling plants.
"I'm a kid?"
"Yeah."
"... Oh..."
Octavia slows to a stop and lets her board descend. The fire shuts off and the board disappears under her feet. She puts you down and you feel the sleek and warm platform under your socks. She takes your hand and leads you into a big building. It looks dark at first, but blue and green lights keep the building lit inside. You smile, relieved that it wouldn't be dark. Lots of people of different shapes, smells, and sounds walk by the clean hallway.
>A. "Where are we?"
>B. "Who are these people?"
>C. "What are we doing here?"
>D. ______
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