Who is Isla?

Prologue

I woke to a strange buzzing in my head.

Ouch. That's giving me a headache, I try to get up out of bed but I'm paralysed. I try turning my head to see what's going on but I can't move at all. It's only then I realise that I'm not in bed, I'm strapped down on a table, and there's a girl - about 15 - tapping away at a keyboard looking confused. She sighs deeply and mutters something so quietly that it's barely audible,"She shouldn't be awake yet, I still have programming to do, something's wrong."

Just as I'm about to speak up, about to ask her who she is, where I am and why I can't move a deep blackness overtakes my vision as I slip into unconsciousness.

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Hey! Let me know if you liked it by liking or commenting on this chapter. I wasn't sure whether to start this story or not because I didn't think people would like it, but if people do - aka you - then I'll continue it, if not I'll scrap it.