Chapter Seven
A girl, with curly blonde hair and silver eyes, stood up and walked to the only door that had not been touched. She approached it cautiously, but without fear. When she reached it, she saw that the door was bleeding. The red droplets fell into place to form words.
Love
Where your soul will be nourished and filled.
She touched the words gently and the door stopped bleeding. It opened on its own, inviting her in. She looked back at the other kids and then stepped into the room beyond.