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Brenda's POV:

Emma and I remained locked up in my room.

We tried many different methods, but we still couldn't open the door.

I thought of breaking down the door, but it was very solid, and I didn't want to destroy public property on my first day of training.

When the whistling became more pressing, I started to feel anxious.

"Brenda, are we going to get in trouble because of this?" Emma started crying.

"It took me a lot of effort just to make it here. I don't want to get sent back."

"It's not that serious. Don't panic."

I patted her on the back, gently reassuring her.

We wandered around the room for quite a while.

We even considered jumping out the window, but our dorm rooms were too high up.

Jumping from that height would be courting death.

And just when we were feeling quite desperate, I heard footsteps.

"Is anyone out there?" I ran back to the door and started banging my hands against it.

"Is anyone out there? We got locked in the room. Can you do us