Redwater Fountain

We are now just an hour away from the redwater fountain, and I could feel the somberness enveloping the humans deeper every second.

This is a place from which one never returned; I could see the fear and trepidation rising in the hearts of human-like never before; it is starkly visible in their brain scans. Though, there are some people who are not scared or not as scared as the other people.

Like the young women.

Her mind is entirely focused on a different thing; she is making the last bit of preparation to self-destruct her constitution.

I have my eyes on her; her meta-physical scan is always floating in front of me; I will notice even the slightest change that would appear inside her. 

She had been in constant contact with these seven people, especially that middle-aged man. He is one of few older people that are here; most of them are below twenty-five.