<h4>Chapter 313: 313-I Go Back To Red</h4>


    <strong>Clementine:</strong>


    Tears gathered in the corners of my eyes and my heart pounded in my chest.


    "What the heck do you mean by ’he’s no more’?" I grabbed his cor and my bag dropped to the floor.


    "It was toote for the lurker to take him to get the antidote," he snapped, looking offended that I was even asking.


    "You fucking asshole." I grabbed him, turned him toward the wall, and started shaking him.I was ready to punch him when he began tough.


    "He’s fine, he’s fine," he said.


    As he spoke and my hands loosened on his jacket, he grabbed my arm and turned me around.


    Before he could say another word, a group of lurkers hurried toward us.


    I let him go, thinking they would break this up and call us out for causing violence again.


    That was not what happened.


    One of the lurkers stunned him right in front of me.


    I gasped and turned away.


    Usually I would have fought the lurkers if it had been Ian, but I wouldn’t do it for anyone else anymore.


    Right in front of me, they stunned Zian until he passed out.


    I couldn’t help but wonder why they had stunned him.


    The only thing that came to mind was that maybe the ringleaders, or someone else, had figured out he wasn’t Ian.


    I didn’t know.


    I just watched as they ignored mepletely, grabbed Zian, who had passed out on the floor, and dragged him away.


    The way they did it reminded me of when they dragged Oriana.


    Maybe they had found out about Ian and were nning to rescue him now.


    I said a silent prayer for that because I had noticed how uneasy I had been since Ian was taken away from us.


    I looked down, took the album out from my jacket, and ced it back in my bag along with the pendant from my mother.


    I put the pendant around my neck, slung the bag over my shoulder, and headed toward the hall.


    I went straight inside and waited for one of the ringleaders toe out so I could talk to Miss Rue.


    Thankfully, she was the first to appear.


    She was speaking with Ms. Lenora about something as they walked upstairs, but their conversation stopped when she saw me.


    It didn’t seem like it had been an urgent discussion anyway.


    "Clementine, what are you doing here? And why do you have your bag with you?" Miss Rue asked, sounding surprised and a little worried.


    "I need to speak with you," I told her, ncing toward Ms. Lenora to make it clear that I didn’t want to talk in front of her.


    Miss Rue noticed.


    "Sure, Ms. Lenora, we’ll talkter," she said quickly.


    Thankfully, I didn’t need to exin myself further.


    Miss Rue always understood me from small hints.


    Ms. Lenora reluctantly walked past me as I followed Miss Rue downstairs to her office.


    By now, I’d been in her office and quarters so many times that the basement no longer felt strange to me.


    "What’s going on, Clementine? Seeing you with your bag doesn’t give me a good feeling." Miss Rue spoke the moment we were alone in the room.


    "I wanted to talk to you about it first before I even suggested anything," I said quietly, feeling awkward.


    She had always been the best ringleader among the three, the one I could actually talk to, someone I couldmunicate with.


    I knew what I was getting myself into by asking to change my room.


    "Can you please move me to the red squad?" I asked after taking a deep breath.


    The moment I made that request, I saw the hurt on Miss Rue’s face.


    It wasn’t because I disliked her.


    I simply couldn’t go to the white squad, they were dangerous.


    The red squad was the only one where I might feel safe, with people who didn’t hate me for any reason.


    "I had a feeling you were having trouble with your squadmates ever since Oriana joined the room," Miss Rue said softly. "But is it that bad that you’re willingly going to Ms. Lenora’s squad? You know you can’t fit well with her."


    She said exactly what I had been thinking.


    But I was sure Ms. Lenora wouldn’t be careless with her own crusaders.


    She’d probably be happy to have someone under her wing who could bring pride to her squad.


    Staying with my squad now just wasn’t something I could do.


    "I’m so sorry, Miss Rue. I would have loved to stay in your squad, but I just can’t. Can you please help me get into the red squad?" I asked again, watching her eyes fill with sadness.


    "Can you give me a minute? Maybe I can try to take Oriana out of the room," she suggested.


    I shook my head.


    "It’s not just Oriana. I can’t stay with my squadmates either."


    As soon as I said that, I saw the sadness deepen on her face.


    I guess that was bound to happen. Groups fall apart, it’s how things work here.


    "I’m really, really sorry you have to go through this," she said softly. "I would have never let you go, but since it’s something you want, I’ll speak with Ms. Lenora. But remember, the final decision will be hers."


    I nodded, ready to wait a few hours while she spoke to Ms. Lenora.


    I didn’t n on going back to the room, I’d rather sleep in the passage.


    "I will happily have Clementine in my squad."


    Ms. Lenora’s voice cut through the air like a de.


    Her sudden arrival startled both of us.


    The door had been open, and she must have been listening because she walked in with a smile that reached her eyes.


    "Wee to my squad Clementine Stark, the best crusader so far."


    Ms. Lenora walked in with a proud smile.


    The shine in her eyes was almost unsettling, like she had been waiting for this moment.


    With a sad look, I lowered my head in a small bow.


    "Huh, Miss Rue, you must be really sad to see your best crusader go," Ms. Lenora remarked with a smirk. "But don’t worry, you still have others. I’m sure you’ll get them to work while I take the best one with me."


    Proudly, Ms. Lenora grabbed my arm and started to drag me out almost immediately.