Trapped By The I.R.I.S. Boy {Ejen Ali Fanfiction - OneShot}

Chapter 4

It was cold, bitter cold. The sheer of the wind was quiet but piercing, and the faint glow of menacing red intimidates anyone within its territory. It felt like hours though it might've been minutes, or it could've been hours since that event.

A subtle groan left her dry lips as the throbbing pain emitting from the back of her neck was once again evident. It took a moment before her eyelids fluttered open, and her blurry gaze of a variety of dark colors slowly sharpened to clear images.

Another groan left her lips as she shifted to look up amidst the pain which started to numb. Still, there were dim lights that she had to sit upright to get a good glance at where she is. Her hands on the ground as she hoisted herself in a sitting position. Indeed, despite the carbon-cotton of her uniform, it was still rather chilly.

Both literally and metaphorically.

She couldn't really see, nor locate the origin of these lights, but the cavern walls and mechanical units in certain areas made her look at the opposite direction—indeed, computers littered the area with its gigantic screens and holographic stands, weaponry around. Of course, it didn't take her more than mere seconds to immediately assume her current location.

She remembered what happened the night before—assuming its already the next day, or the night after. It was hard to tell when everything is so dark.