A Whisper In The Wind

Changes

~~~Clay's POV~~~

"To all those that need to be heard"

It all started in a white room. With white shoes, white shirt, white pants. And a white door. 

Everything white. But my eyes? Green. Or at least I think they're green. It's been a while since I've seen my own reflection. Can eye colors change? I don't think so.

I tap my foot impatiently sitting on the side of my bed. That's white too. What a shocker. I woke up no more than an hour ago. There's no clock in the room but I'm assuming that it's around eight in the morning. If my assumption of the time is correct there should be a guard coming to collect me in thirty minutes.

My white desk is across the room from me. The only thing on top of it is a leather journal, which thankfully isn't white. It's more like a murky brown color. I've had it since I was twelve. Me being eighteen now makes that the oldest item I own. And along with that, the most important.

Slowly rising to my feet I collect my journal and a pencil crashing back onto my bed. Opening it I flip through the pages. Most of the time I journal my thoughts or feelings since I hardly ever get to talk to people. There's the occasional check up where I can talk to the doctor, or the commons area where people can mingle. But we only get to go to the commons once or twice a week.

Flipping through the journal I come across pages with drawings of people's face on them. While I'm not amazing at drawing I enjoy sketching the faces of new people I meet. My oldest sketch is the face of a man my age. He showed up at the compound about a week after I did. His jaw is stubbled with hairs and his eyes are a dark mud brown color. Unlike me his hair is a rich shiny brown that reflected the ceiling light. When I first met him he seemed anxious, and for good reason. I had noticed the dried red liquid on his fingers, which was most likely from them being picked at. He tried to hide the fear of being in the unknown, but I could always read people easily.

I was the first person to approach him. He said his name was Nick. I felt pity for him. His eyes looked full to the brim of sorrow. I wonder how he ended up in this hell hole. When he was asked how he was brought here no answer came. So never brought the question up again. He became my friend, and me his.

I'm snapped back into reality with a click from the door. Out of impulse I snap my journal shut and watch the plain white door get pushed open with force. In steps a guard dressed in all black. He is the same guard that usually shows up. The guard has pale white skin, shorter brown hair, and eyes that often change between the colors green and blue. His checks are rosy making him look like he was just embarrassed before opening my door. Although he isn't supposed to talk much other than give me orders a few months ago I managed to find out his name. I smile remembering the moment he gave in and told me his name was Sam. Kinda a boring name if you ask me.

"Hey Sam! What's on the schedule for today?" I've lived in the compound for four years. And since the very beginning Sam has been the guard assigned to me. So at this point I'm decently comfortable around him. He takes a big sigh shaking his head

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me by my name. Your not even supposed to know that." It's true. If someone of power found out he gave me his real name he could be fired. Probably would be thrown in the compound like me.

"Alright fine handSAMe dude." I make sure the joke is clear. I know he understood when he throws the clothes in his arms at me with force. Looking down at the clothes I notice one thing immediately. My eyes go wide.

"They aren't white?" The clothes in my hand are in no way white. The pants are a tan color that have pockets running down the sides. And the shirt is a dark green color that is the perfect size. Sam grins at me which makes my stomach churn.

"Today's a big day." This can't be good.

"But wait what's going on today?" I may have known him for a while but I doubt he will tell me the secrets the day holds.

"The time is ten AM. First stop is showers. You smell horrible." He's right I do smell awful.

"It isn't my fault that I smell. It's not like I could go and take a shower whenever I feel like it." The grin on his face goes away.

"Touché. After showers you are scheduled for an early lunch at eleven. The commons will be open for you from twelve to one." Only an hour of free time. Something he said clicks in my head.

"It's ten? Why did you show up so late?" The grin on his face returns.

"Follow me." Of course I get no explanation. He motions for me to walk through the door and I do after returning my journal to the top of the desk.

The halls of the compound are dark and eerie. Every corner we turn makes my stomach feel uneasy. Even after living here four years I still feel fear. It isn't my fault that I ended up here. As a matter in fact it was an accident. People are sent to the compound when they defy the people in power. Or commit a crime of some sort. I was put here because I was accused of a crime. A crime I didn't commit.

The steam from the showers floats through the room. I take the clothes given to me and set them on the bench next to one of the showers. I hear faint humming coming from the other side of one of the showers. This is odd because usually no one else showers at the same time as others. Starting my own shower I wonder why everything is different today. Whatever the reasoning is to all the changes I'm sure I will find out soon.
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Lunch today was no different then past days. The food reminds me a lot of school lunches. Runny mashed potatoes, strange mystery meat, and under seasoned green peas. When I first came to the compound I refused to eat. Sam was the one that smacked some common sense into me. I now never complain about the food.

Twelve came along faster then I had expected. Thankful to be able to communicate with others I immediately told Sam that I wanted to go to the commons. He had expected this and was already prepared to escort me.

The commons was a decently big room filled with chairs and tables. The floor and ceiling of the room was still a boring white. But the walls of the room were a light blue color. In fact the commons room was one of the only rooms I've seen that weren't completely white or grey. Immediately my eyes locked on Nick. He was talking to another man who was taller than him. This man had brown hair that matched Nick's and had a blue shirt on with a white collar poking out around his neck, and plain jeans. Walking closer to them I noticed the man's eyes are a grey color. How sad. He is probably sick of the color grey.

"Sup Nick. Who's this?" I motion towards the man in-front of me.

"Clay! My man! Oh this is Karl. He got put here last week." Karl gives me a slight smile and I give him a pity smile in return.

"Nice to meet you Clay." He forces a laugh. "I hope I'm not stealing your man." He winks at Nick. He seems so pure. Wonder why he was put here. I doubt it was anything serious.

"Nah he's all yours. He's a pain in the ass half the time anyways." Nick punches me in the shoulder. I roll my eyes and walk away in another direction. Behind me I hear the snickering of who I assume is Karl. I'm glad Nick is making more friends.

I was about to approach a group of people sitting around a circular table. But a movement near the door caught my attention before I had the chance.

Another newbie.

He looks shorter than me. Possibility 5'9". He's all by himself. I was going to ignore him but something told me I should go and talk to him. Before I knew what was happening my feet were carrying me in his direction.

I met his face. Too late to back out now. "Uhhh hey. I'm Clay." I offer him my hand for a friendly handshake. The man takes my hand in his and gives it a light shake.

"Hello. I'm George."
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This is the end of chapter one!
Thank you for reading! I really hope it was okay! This is my first story I've written so I'm extremely nervous.
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