Something Different - Newt (TMR)

The Cage - 1

I gasp for air.

My breathing is ragged.

Why can't I get enough air?

Why am I wet?

My hair is stuck to my face, it's wet. Why?

What's going on?

Where am I?

Am I in a cage?

I think it's a cage.

It feels like one.

It has dimond shapes in the floor.

What did I do to be put into a cage?

There are boxes around.

I should look in the boxes.

I shuffle and look into one of the many boxes. I find a knife and tuck it into my waistband. In another box I find a hammer and grip it in my hand. Just for protection. I shimmey myself behind the boxes and hide in the corner.

In about 20 long minutes of sitting in the corner with my intusive thoughts, the cage speeds up quickly then slams to a stop, making my head hit the box in front of me. From the gap between boxes, I see that the cage suddenly gets brighter. God damn my eyes and my forehead hurt like a bitch. 

I hear some voices.

"They sent us nothin'? Dumb shanks." A voice says. What the hell is a shank?

"At least we still got food and supplies." An accented voice responds.

The voices are all boys.

"Alright ya shanks, get ta unloadin'." A deeper voice says.

Must be the leader.

The boys start to move the box above me. I grip my hammer and get ready for I don't know what. It starts to get brighter and I see a lot less boys than I expected. There's only 6 of them.

"Bloody hell it's a girl!" The accented one shouts.

"What!" The one with a deeper voice shouts.

The boys who were lifting the box above me dropped it, almost hitting my head.

They start to lift it again but slowly, until the box gets over the top. An asian boy offers his hand from the top of the cage. I take it in the hand that doesn't have the hammer.

I stare at them all and they stare back. I look around and I see four big walls, an opening, a partial house, and trees. I then look over at the boys again before sprinting toward the tree line.

I feel them coming after me so I fling my hammer back at them and continue running. Once I made it to the trees I take a left and climb a tree. I see one the asian one run under me, then I see a blond one slow to a walk and look up.

I jump down before he can spot me and I take my knife from my waistband and put it to his throat. Not close enough to cut him but close enought to threaten him.

"Don't scream for help." I say in a calm-ish voice. He just nods.

"Where am I?" I ask again.

"We call it the Glade." He shakily says in his accent.

"Did you put me in the cage?"

"No, thats W.C.K.D."

"Who?"