Nine [Haikyuu Fanfic]

Chapter 1

My eyes shot open as I felt a sharp pain on my head and back.

"Oow!!" I yelp.

My back met the cold floor as I was staring at the ceiling. It appears that I have fallen off the top of a set of bunk beds. I stroked the aching part of my head where a lump is forming. The floor shook violently as I stood up. I grabbed the bars of the bunk bed to help regain my balance. I looked up. My eyes darted from one side of the room to the other. I gaped as I was taking in my surrounding, sweat trickling down my forehead.

"What the hell? Where am I?" I said, surrounded by an unfamiliar place.

The small room was white with a set of bunk beds on either side of the room. Uncomfortable beds that feels like bricks were laid on the bed frames. A bright blue suitcase sat on top of the opposite bed of me. An old-styled stove with a kettle on it, stood in the middle of the room, its position strange and out of place. My eyes stopped as I saw a strange looking, metal door. Unable to take my eyes off it, I approached it. In red paint and with large handwriting, a number was written right in the middle of it.

Six.

I grab the handle of the door and tried to push it open. Nothing happened. I did the same thing, this time, pulling it. The door refused to give way and stood firmly in its place. On the right side of the strange door, there is a small machine. It somewhat looks like a card reader.

I guess the only way to get out is to find the key card.

I scanned the room once again, hoping I will find something of use in this situation. Nothing, only a window at the back of the room.

A window.

I raced towards the window, in hope to at least find out where I am. I peered outside. It was pitch black. I let out a sigh of disappointment. Then,

Crack!

No. Not now.

Craaaaackk!

The window exploded, and a sea of water came gushing in from the outside. I jumped back in shock and fear, my heart racing.

What the hell is going on here?! Am I in a ship?

The water continued to rush into the room, already reaching my ankle. If I don't find a way out, I'm going to die in here. I ran around the room, searching frantically for something, anything to get me out of this hell hole. I picked up the suitcase lying on the bed. Shit. There's a keyhole and a passcode dial on it. So, in order to open this damned suitcase, I have to find the key and figure out the passcode. Great.

I chuck the suitcase back on the bed and continued to search the room. I lifted the pillow off the bed and saw a screwdriver there. I picked it up and put it in my pocket, in case I need it for something. I approached the stove and opened the lid of the kettle. Eureka! A small, bright blue key sat at the bottom of the kettle. I tipped the key out and also shoved that in my pocket. Next to the bed is what seems to be a cupboard. I opened it and saw a red suit case in there. Damn, not another suitcase. The function of the red suitcase is the same as the blue one, a key and a code is required. I closed the cupboard, and scurried towards the left side of the door, kicking the water as I lift my foot. I opened what seems to be a cover for a mirror and saw a small red key stuck onto the mirror itself.