𝖥𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖲𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗌 [𝙰 𝙼𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚁𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚒𝚌]

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

(Alissa's — Point of View)

In the midst of her unconsciousness, a loud clattering of metal sounded above her. For a few moments, she felt the warmth of the sun beaming down on her before it seemed as if the sun was blocked.

Then came.. voices, they were faint as they came out in mutters above her.

"It's a girl?" One voice uttered from above the young woman in the caged in box like pit.

She would be awoken as the metal shook momentarily beneath her limp body, someone jumped down — she remained with her eyes shut, feeling the individuals presence as they knelt down beside her.

Goosebumps came along the skin of her neck as the person's index and middle finger came to her pulse point, and that's when they spoke.

"She's alive, just unconscious." A male's voice spoke, the individual had a thick Russian accent which caused their voice to come out with a rasp.

"Think you can carry her out?" Came a voice, it was the same one from earlier. "While we grabbed the supplies." The voice would add.

The situation was unnerving, she could feel multiple pairs of eyes on her as she laid limp, keeping her eyes shut as she thought to herself.

'Supplies? Where am I, and who are these people? Are they murd—'

Her rushing thoughts were cut short as she felt a pair of calloused hands nudge their way beneath her, coming against the arch of her back and behind her knees, her heart skipped a beat as her body was lifted from the cold metallic floor.

A minute barely passed before she felt the warmth of the sun on her skin, still hearing the mutters as she was carried from wherever she first was.

She could hear the faint blow of the wind, what sounded like birds but they seemed far away, the sound of the grass crunching beneath the individual's boots.

After a few moments of silence, the individual finally spoke, "Name's Sebastian, by the way." The same voice from earlier that checked her pulse, and he was the one carrying her.

Through the silence, her thoughts would be racing before she finally came to a conclusion — with a fair hesitation, her eyes would slowly open.

There carrying her was a brunette male, his gaze was focused forward as the sunlight gave a good view of his green eyes. His facial features were what caught her attention though, he seemed around her age but his features were tired and drained.. as if he had been through hell, and back.

She'd wait a few moments before finally speaking, "I.. don't remember my name." She uttered, her voice was hoarse.

He would look down at her, "It'll come back to you in a few days, happens to all of us." He'd simply say, and with that — his gaze went forward once again, remaining in that direction as he carried her.

:D