"I wonder what's going on inside their minds," Tiffany muttered all of a sudden. Her eyes won't dare to leave the sight outside of the window. The crowd of normal people staring at Lincoln's car ever since they started driving in a more populated part of the neighborhood.
Lincoln could only run his tongue over his lips, having no words to say at all. At times, he was also asking himself what these people were feeling towards their kind. Them whose sitting in the upper part of the community.
"They must have it tough throughout their lives," the lady kept on talking. Her gaze shifted at each faces she could see, "I wonder what it feels like?" An amused smile appeared on her face, trying to foresee herself standing in others' shoes. "Can I withstand such a life?" She added and clutched a part of her upper clothing.