The Recall Trials

Out of nowhere, this chubby guy strolled over and started chatting with Zaara and another brown-skinned girl sitting close by. I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but they both smiled, laughing like he’d just told the funniest joke on earth.

I watched closely—then saw Zaara hand over her untouched plate to him. Just like that.

And the guy? He didn’t even hesitate. He dug right in, right there on the spot.

I blinked. Wait, what the hell?

She didn’t eat breakfast. Now she gave her dinner away? To some random dude? I mean... how were we even sure they’d feed us again today? This wasn’t exactly a five-star hotel. We were lucky to even get food once, and she was out here handing hers off like it was nothing?

I couldn’t take it anymore.

A few minutes passed. The chubby guy and the other girl walked off to another corner, still talking and laughing as they walked away.

This was my chance.I waited until she looked a little less distracted, then casually strolled past her bed like I just happened to be walking by.

I leaned down and whispered, "So... is there like... poison in the food or something? You gotta tell me."

She raised one eyebrow, confused. "Huh?"

I cleared my throat and repeated the question.