C1 - Where the shuck am I?

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Chapter 1 Song: Sunsetz - Cigarettes After Sex

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Chapter 1 Song: Sunsetz - Cigarettes After Sex

I wake up in a dark metal box that is accelerating upwards at an alarming rate. The only light source is a dim red blinking light. A redolent scent of metal and farm animals fills my nostrils. I can remember farm animals, but I don't recall how. I begin to wonder where am I? I try to recall anything from my past. For gods sake, I can't even remember my own name! I remember things like the orange hue in the sky on a warm beach or devouring a greasy pizza, but I can't remember when I did these things or with whom. I try to remember faces or anyone, my mom or dad or even any friends I had, but it's like an empty space in my brain. It's all just a blur.

It feels like it's been hours sitting in this cool shaft, but in reality it's probably been only about ten minutes. The elevator...saft...box? Whatever I'm trapped in, is still speeding up. I try to at least find a way out of here by feeling around underneath my my feet where I'm sitting. I begin to crawl around on the floor trying to find a latch, a button, or anything that will just get me out of here. I begin to start feeling nauseous and hold back the urge to puke. I try to balance myself and stand up, but that plan almost instantly fails when I fall backwards back on the floor. That's for sure going to hurt like a bitch later.

I notice a box in the other corner of the room and a metal cage perched up above it with what appears to be two or three chickens inside. That explains the smell. In defeat, I try one last thing. "HELPPPP! IS ANYONE OUT THERE?!" I scream for other nonsense for a few more seconds until it feels like if I shout anything else, my vocal cords are gonna snap. I pull my knees to my chest and start crying. Why can't I remember anything!? When is this going to stop? Suck it up! Stop acting like a baby and get your ass out of here!

I look up to see a wall and the box was actually going to hit it. My eyes widen and I don't know what to do. Shit, shit, shit. I brace for impact preparing to collide with the wall. Well, that was a short life. As I'm increasingly coming closer and closer to the wall at a fast rate the wall mysteriously opens. The lift actually comes to a stop and I yelp at the sudden jerk of the box, I wasn't ready for the sudden pause. My equilibrium system was definitely thrown off. Ouch.

Suddenly, the "lid" to the box I'm stuck in opens, revealing the suns blinding light and a group of dirty looking teenage boys above surrounding me. What the hell.

"What's the new greenie look like?"

"Holy klunk it's a girl!"

"She hot?"

"I bet she'll be a slopper!"

"I call dibs!"

The last one made my blood boil. I may not remember much but I know I wasn't some prize to be auctioned for. Their weird slang confused me. Greenie? Klunk? Slopper? What do those words mean?

A strong stern voice is heard from over me, "Shut up you shanks! Everyone listen up, one more word from anyone I'll throw your punk asses over the cliff! You hear me? New Rule: No one touches the girl, I ain't dealing with no funny stuff. Newt go get the new greenie out of the box." He must be the leader. Then, another boy with a thick British accent responded, "Good that!" Great, more confusing vocabulary was being thrown around. Way to confuse me more.

Who I'm assuming is Newt according to the leader before jumps down to where I am in the box. I instinctively back away in the corner. Why am I the only girl here? What even is here, where are we? Why can't I still remember anything? My head was beginning to throb from all these questions.

"It's alright greenie" the so called Newt spoke, "I'm Newt and I know your scared and confused out of your klunk mind but I'll explain everything once you come out of the box." He then offered my his hand and that's when I got my first look at him. He had soft blonde sandy hair that was over his caramel brown eyes. He was wearing a genuine smile and a dimple appeared on his cheek. He was pretty thin, but still was toned. He's kinda cute... I mentally slapped myself. I didn't even know if I could trust the kid yet and that's my first thought. Stupid self. However, he did seem to have a nice approach and there was no where else I could go, so I decided to grab his hand. His hands were rough and callused, but comforting in a way. He helped my out of the box and I was instantly encircled by a bunch of boys towering over me. Newt followed my out of the box, and I guess he could sense my fear.

"Mind your own business you bloody slintheads! Go back to work and stop staring at her like she's some piece of Frypan's cake." Newt had some authority and power over the rest of the boys...noted. "Sorry 'bout that, love," he spoke again, "Welcome to the glade, your new home." I replied with a simple thanks, not for the "welcoming", but for shooing away the hormonal boys who act like they've never seen a girl before. Maybe they haven't, maybe they also don't remember anything and for all I've seen, there's no other girls here. I pushed away those thoughts for now and looked around what Newt called the glade. It was a square area of grass that had a few scattered wooden building that you could tell these boys must have built, fields filled with vegetation, and a huge, ominous forest. Surrounding the 'glade' there was stone walls covered in ivy with opening on all four sides. Spooky.

"It's okay if you don't because no one else does, but do you remember anything? Your name perhaps?" Newt asks. I look down and frown, "no," I reply solemnly. "That's okay! It took me three days to remember mine, it'll come back in that pretty head of yours eventually." For the first time that I can remember, I honestly smiled. I light pink blush formed on my cheeks while I was looking in his eyes. Pretty little head. That made me realize I actually don't recall what I look like, I'll ask Newt if there are any mirrors later.

"Hey green bean...Newt" the boy who told the guys the shut up earlier, their leader. He had dark skin and was very muscular he looked very mature, maybe 17 years old or even 18, "I'm, Alby, the boss around here." "Green bean?" I accidently wonder out loud. "It's what we call the new boy, or I guess in your case girl. until they remember their name." Newt answers. Alby starts, "Sorry about those pesky boys earlier, I guess they let their hormones get the best of them, plus they've never seen a girl before." "Thank you guys for that earlier but, why am I the only girl?" I reply with. "That we don't know, every one of us came up in the box like you with our memorize erased, we can only guess why." Who would do this to a bunch of kids? What did we do to deserve this? Newt and Alby seem nice, this is all weird.

"Alright enough chit-chat, Newt'll show you around and explain everything. Have fun greenie!" Alby said before turning to Newt and giving him a nod and walking away. Now it was just me, Newt, and a million questions in my head.

"Come on greenie, there's lots to explain." Newt said walking forward with me following behind.

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