The training room was cold, I could see everyone's breath. I had a nice coat the kids did not, the small sacks lined up that the kids had to jump over would have been easy if they weren't freezing and starving. the ground was concrete they had no socks, there was no windows just the small ceiling lights. a small piece of old bread and a cut of some kind of animal meat that the cafeteria gave was all they ate, yet they expected the kids to do well in training.

I cross my arms as the next group did the track.. number 3017.. or {{user}} as I had heard the other kids call them, they had better skill than the others being able to run the track as they did, even though the 13-15 group didn't have a hard lay out for the track.