I open my eyes to darkness. I try to look around but everything is in the shadows. A few moments later, the lights flicker on. Finally, get a proper view of what room I'm in. The bunkers. I'm back in the bunkers. I can feel the stiffness of my bed under me. I couldn't feel my arms or legs. I figured it out. It happened again. I wasn't sure what exactly happened this time but I knew I wasn't going to like it.
I could hear the cries of the younger kids around me. I could hear the guttural screams all around me. Number 24 had the tubes in his arms again. A few minutes later a tall dark man walks in.
"Hello Number 1, I would like to inform you that you have been chosen too.."
The man was saying. I couldn't hear the rest of it. I could feel my eyelids getting heaving. The man was next to me. I tried to stay awake but every second, it made me tired-er. Before I knew it, I was met with the same darkness.
The sound of the metal wheels scraping against the floor woke me up. I kept my eyes closed not wanting the man to see that I woke up. I was strapped down. I could taste the metallic blood in my mouth. I felt hopeless. No, I can't think like this, I told myself. I have to get out of here. I knew the longer I stayed here, the closer to death I would be. And that wasn't going to happen. Not here and not now.
When I finally opened my eyes I saw a small room. A new room. The walls were made of metal. It was dimly lit. There was a machine against the back wall. Nothing else. I'm brought to the side of the machine. It was rusty with a lot of buttons and levers. Moments later the same scraping sound came back. But it wasn't my stretcher. A new one was coming in. I tried to see who was on it but my vision was blurry. All I could tell was it was a girl, one who looked younger than me. She had brown eyes and curly black hair. My vision straighten up, She looked familiar, but I couldn't tell from where. Yes, there, that's why I know her, she's my.....
