She was too uptight. She had to fake it. Of course, half of the Candidates probably noticed, so then she wasn’t really faking. More like posing. The Candidates did some backward form of yoga. Kind of yoga and prayer combined. They prayed to “the gods,” and a few minutes into the “cleansing,” Julia was 100 percent certain she’d been roped into a cult. They extra creepy thing was, she definitely sensed something going on. Something eerily similar to how she had always imagined the Force. It crackled at the edge of her awareness, and she knew that if she opened her Sight she’d be able to see it. As she twisted her body into all kinds of ridiculous positions, she heard Meredith’s voice on replay in her head, over and over like a scratched CD. Candidates can never leave, NEVER leave, NEVER LEAVE…bahahahaha! Julia rested her hands “peacefully” on her knees and wondered if never really meant never. Was it really never, or until she was 18 and no longer a Candidate? And did they really think they could just keep her here?
