Imagination's last hope: The quest to save the unseen world

Chapter 16

Rachel tried to open her eyes, but it was useless; she fell asleep again.
She tried a few more times. Each time, everything was blurry, and she kept falling asleep.
Eventually, she got her eyes to stay open. She was lying on the cold, hard floor, on her side, looking at a concrete wall and floor in front of her. She couldn't see anything else. She had a pounding headache and was really cold.
Rachel tried moving her hand, but she couldn't. No matter how hard she tried, none of her body parts would move.
Rachel fell back asleep again.
Rachel woke up again. She was feeling a little better this time. She realised that she had lost complete track of time. It felt like she had been sleeping for three days and couldn't get out of this deep sleep. Her head was still pounding. At least now she could start moving a bit. She tried sitting up straight, but it was no use. She couldn't. Rachel moved her head around to try and see if she couldn't figure out where she was. She was in a small room with everything made up of concrete. There were no windows, only really bright lights, like in all the buildings in Techtopia. There was a solid metal door which she couldn't see out of. There was no way she could find out where she was.
Rachel was trying to figure out how to get out of this place. She thought about screaming; maybe someone would hear her. She decided against that plan. It would be no use trying to scream. The room would be soundproof; if a robot heard her, they would silence her.
Rachel didn't have any idea for how long she had been lying on the floor. She could move around enough to sit up straight. Her headache wouldn't go away, and her vision was still blurry. Looking down at her feet, she realised her shoes were missing. She looked at her clothes. They had turned from white to light brown. It looked as if she had been dragged through the mud. Her hair looked like she had been in a hurricane. She tried to pull her hand through her hair and comb it, but it was so full of knots that it wouldn't make any difference.
Rachel was so tired that she fell asleep again, still sitting straight up.  She had lost count of how many times she had woken up already. Each time, she felt a little better. She still had a headache, but her vision wasn't blurry anymore.
Rachel tried thinking of a plan to get out of here. She could sneak out when one of the bots came in. But that wouldn't work. The bots wouldn't let her out of their sight. She had to think of something else.
Rachel spent another eternity thinking. She was sure smoke was coming out of her head. She couldn't come up with anything.
And then she fell asleep again. 
"Wake up!" A loud and weird voice woke Rachel up.
She was still sitting up straight and struggled to open her eyes. 
"Where...where am I?" She got a few words out. 
"Don't even try to ask questions." The strange voice said again.
It took her a moment to realise that this was the voice of a robot. She opened her eyes and looked in front of her. All she could see were its legs. She looked up, and it looked exactly like all the others.
Rachel saw that the door behind the bot was wide open. She knew it was an idiotic idea, but she had to at least try and get out of this place. She jumped up as fast as she could, but her legs felt like jelly just as she got up. Rachel fell, hitting her head on the hard concrete floor. The bot didn't say anything. He just looked down at her.  "My friends will come to save me; they are much more powerful than you. You are just a stupid piece of metal that can't even think for itself!" Rachel shouted at the bot. She took all her anger out on the robot. It was mostly fear instead of anger.
Her headache was ten times worse now. She held her head in one hand and tried to move further away from the bot. The robot didn't think anything of her shouting at him. He just continued staring at her.
Eventually, he spoke, "If that would make you feel better, then you can believe it." He threw an energy bar and a bottle of water down next to her, "Since you humans are so weak that you need to eat, you'll need this."
He turned around and walked out of the room, shutting the door. She could hear him locking it.
Rachel grabbed the water bottle and drank almost half of it. Her mouth was as dry as a desert. She didn't realise how thirsty she was until she saw the water bottle. She lay down on her back and stared at the ceiling.
She had no idea how she would get out of there or what the robots would do to her.