Younger | [The 100] Book 1

𝐈. 𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋

Lifting her head up ever so slightly. A single broken light was flickering, illuminating the room then once again creating darkness. The girl's eyes wandered around the room, nothing but a huge glass window in which she could see her reflection. The reflection of a slim brunette, sat on a chair with her feet barely dangling off the floor. Attached to her limp hand was wires that flowed to a machine that was put beside her.
"What is this place...." She whispered.
Her eyes falling to the reflection of herself in the mirror, a needle stuck in the middle of her hand. Gently lifting her hand up to the level of her chest, she tilted her head down to examine the equipment. On her other hand, noticing a set of numbers that were engraved in her skin, like a tattoo. 3553 The same numbers repeated in her head,a dizzy feeling suddenly overwhelming her, the girl removed her focus from the numbers that were engraved on her finger, she slightly lifted her head to see someone on the other side of the glass window this time. They were holding a clipboard in their hand and writing something down. Feeling the urge to stand up and race straight to the glass, she did. Only to get pulled back onto her chair almost instantly. Struggling to free herself from the chair and get the needle that was inserted in her hand out, she looked up once again to find the girl that was standing on the other side of the glass with a clipboard clutched in her grip gone. Where'd she go? Chloe scanned the room again, shifting her head to the side to see if she could see anywhere down the hall to see where the mysterious girl had gone.
There was no one.

{𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘 𝗦𝗞𝗜𝗣}
After what did seem like an eternity, the girl who had barely even shut her eyes once, finally drifted to sleep. Not even knowing how long she had been in this place for, the nostalgia of sleep had overcome her. This time, she opened her eyes to find a man peering down at her, scaring her half to death she swung her arm directly at the person, only to miss.
"Easy now."
The room, had gone all blurry, her vision fogging up as she stumbled to get back onto the chair noticing that she was lying on the cold floor. The person in front of her, simply watched as she scrambled to get back on the chair and get as far away as the person.
"Tell me.. Chloe. Who's in charge of you, sky people?"
The man spoke, seeming as if he could get information out of the girl while she was clearly in a troubled state.The girl who was barely able to see or even think properly, rubbed at her eyes attempting to clear her vision, to have failed again. Sky people? What is sky people? Is that me? The only person she could think of that was possibly in charge of what they called 'sky people' was Clarke.

"I see"
The man stood infront of her said. Did she just say her thoughts out loud without even realising?
"Who are you?"
"How do you know my name ?"
The girl, frantically asked the absurd man infront of her, demanding for answers.
"Easy now, dear. I'm not here to hurt you."
The figure of the man stood infront of her was slowly blurring together, her constant blinking and closing of eyes to make her vision either wasn't helping either. The man noticing her still struggling state,called in several men who were waiting outside the room. They began talking but all Chloe could here was an inaudible mush of words. What's happening to me? She thought, her brain frantically asking herself questions and screaming. Yet none of those words were being expressed out loud. No answers or explanations. All of a sudden, a piercing siren went off and all the men rushed out of her room as red lights flashed in the hallways. Chloe beginning to feel herself go light-headed, leaned back in her chair, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. Still hearing the blaring sirens going off in the background.