"Megan"? Holy shit the professor is saying my name. "Ah yes professor" I managed to stumble out. I didn’t even have my book out. "Would like to join... us?"Everyone had moved to the front row; my face was so red I could feel the fucking heat. Someone laughed as I scuttled up to them. "You seem to be in deep thought; anything you would like to share?"Do all teachers use that line I thought. Is it taught to them in teacher’s school? "No sir, I don’t have anything to share sorry". This was all Bills. ’ ‘I’m Bailey, and this is my sister Sara.’ I’m sorry but I didn’t describe Bailey yet she like me was ten, she had brown hair electric blue eyes, when she smiled her nose scrunched up in a cute way, she had the perfect amount of freckles. In other words she was and is perfect. Sara was seven years old, she had red hair and like her sister had the same eyes, when she smiled she could light up a room with the dimple on her cheek. ‘I’m going to go help mom she’s making a pie.’ Sara told Bailey. I. She looked offended at his words, like they were a personal jab at him. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just such a beautiful day outside. Normally nobody comes in here on Fridays so I sit here and throw pity parties for myself.” She stared blankly at him while he rambled on. “Ummm… Okay? I just need some help getting through Anatomy. I’d like to finish with a decent grade at the end of the semester, but I’m just struggling to get through it. I typically wouldn’t get help, but I have. Her family were all tied up the same way she was forming a large hexagon. On her right was Amy with Michelle’s dad next to her and on her left was Craig with Michelle’s mum next to him, opposite Michelle was her brother. All of the others were gagged and only muffled whimpers were escaping there mouths.“Hello and welcome to hell my young, and not so young, friends. My name is of no concern to any of you and probably never will be unless my experiments today leave you with some sanity. But.