Chimera

Okay, The Hell?

|PAST| January 20, 2328

I was taken to a cell. They gave me a collar with a pulsing red light and clipped it on me. My cell was pretty much what you'd expect. A small, maybe comfortable bed with a light grey softish blanket, stone hard walls, a steel gate with a door that was locked, a small stone desk, a simple chair and a light hanging from above. Oh, and there was a separate room where we would use the bathroom in our cell. Least they can give us privacy. 

I placed my journal and pencil on the table and sat down. There wasn't really much to do at this point.

Then, all of the sudden, I heard a scream. I ran to the steel gate and asked the guard, "What's happening out there!?" The guard did not respond. I asked again. Nothing. I kept trying but to no avail. I gave up and sat on the bed, thinking about sleeping. There's no way to get out of here, well, none that I could think of. I laid down and closed my eyes, I really needed rest. Within a few minutes, I was out cold.

~Time skip of two hours~

I woke up to see... a stone ceiling, with the light on, slightly blinding me. I blinked and got up. I walked over to the guard and asked, "Excuse me, what time is it?" 

"It's ten AM, you slept for two hours." They actually replied!

"I see. Thanks." I said, and walked away. I went over to the desk and opened my journal. I decided to doodle instead of writing words. I was drawing my house, and the people that used to live in it. I wonder if anyone would want to live in a place like that again. Suddenly, I started to cry. I couldn't control it, what the hell was I supposed to do? Why are we here? I must've been pushing down hard on my pencil because it suddenly broke. Fortunately, I brought a few more pencils with me, but I didn't feel like drawing anymore.  Also, I was starting to get a little hungry. Surely they would bring something soon, right? I took a glance at the hard, iron bars, how long could they keep us here? I got up and laid down on the bed. Then I heard a bloodcurdling scream. I flinched, but I didn't bother to ask what it was this time, because i'm pretty sure they wouldn't answer. 

"Hey," the guard at my cell said, "time for breakfast, here." She(?) unlocked a trapdoor and placed the tray through it. Her armor looked a little too heavy, considering they were only guarding children.

"Thanks..." I said uncertainly, I was hungry, but I didn't know if I could trust them or not, plus the food looked delicious. It had steaming bacon, and one sunny side up egg - which is kinda ironic, we weren't in a very sunny condition right now - it also had one fluffy pancake, with an optional side of syrup. "What about the kids who were vegan?" I asked to the guard,

"We give them salad. Are you vegan?" She (?) said, her pitch black armor glistening in the light.

"No, I was only curious. Thanks for answering." I replied, my manners seemed to not fade, even though these people are people I shouldn't be showing respect to. I picked up the tray and placed it on my table and started to eat. It tasted as good as it looked, the eggs melted in my mouth and the pancakes tasted fluffy as clouds, and the bacon burst with flavor. 

"By the way," the guard said, "i'm really sorry. I know most of you guys are good children and would've had a great future... its just, the people in power have... other plans." I looked into her eyes in shock. Her words sounded sincere, and her eyes looked guilty.

"...it's not your fault, I guess." I looked away and continued to eat.

"And im sorry on whats about to happen." She said, "im Allie, by the way."

Just when I was about to ask what was going to happen, my head felt... so light, I felt dizzy, and my vision was blurry. I heard the doors open with a clank, and just before I lost my consciousness, Allie caught me and said,

"I'm so sorry."

|END OF PAST|

A/N: Hey there, thanks for coming back to read this, really appreciate it. (Even though no one probably is) So, uh, if you are reading this, mind commenting? Or something that gives me a notif, idrk. See you... next Tuesday perhaps. Goodbye!