Hunt me, Darling.

That didn't go to plan...

When I awoke with a jolt, I noticed that Sam had fallen asleep where he was sitting, his chin meeting his chest, slumped in the chair. His legs were splayed out in front of him as he slept, the book he was reading was now resting gently on his chest and slightly angled to one side. His hand loosely holding it while the other hand rested on the pillow on the bed, just above where my head had been. I sat up more in the bed to try and assess how my body was feeling. It wasn't as painful as it had been. I needed to go to the bathroom, badly. I had a light red and black flannel shirt on that was a couple of sizes too big but fit just enough to be comfortable I noticed as sat up. I didn't want to wake up the sleeping 'Tall man' next to me, so I gently pulled the sheets off my body and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I felt the sheets under me brush against my bare legs. My eyes drifted down to my legs and confirmed that I had a pair of shorts on that weren't mine. I was guessing from the look of the baby pink colour of them and the height of them sitting on my thighs that they weren't the boys' shorts for obvious reasons, and they felt new. Soft. They were bigger than my size, but I was so grateful that I had clothes that I didn't really care.

I pushed my body off the side of the bed, ignoring how much my arms protested at the action. The floor was cold under my feet, and it sent shivers up my spine, making me realise how low the temperature around me inside the... what was it Sam said it was called? The letters of Men bunker or something. The name didn't really matter, its fucking cold. I stood up, putting all my weight on my feet for the first time but no sooner than I had, I realised that the bones in my legs had turned to Jello, and I had to hold on to something until my legs decided to work again so I don't fall over. Once I got my footing right, I slowly stepped over the sleeping 'Tall man' in the chair and walked out the door. I looked both ways, up and down the long hallway and chose to go left.

I put my hand on to the wall as I walked down. The bricks rough under my touch. The wall was half black brick tiles on the bottom and white plaster wall on the top. I followed the hallway around until I arrived at some sort of room. I turned around to look back down the hallway from where I had just come from, before turning back around and quietly slipping into the room. The room was reasonably large and had one large table in the centre of the room that illuminated a large map of the world with little red dots scattered here and there. There was a metal catwalk wrapping around about half of the room overlooking everything with a staircase leading down to the main floor. There were a couple of rooms leading off from the wall opposite the railing, but they were closed off. Around the walls were a mass of communication devices and a bank of computers.

The room had an eery, strange feel to it, yet comfortable at the same time. There was a doorway on the other side of the room, and I moved through the room towards it. There were about three steps up to it, so I climbed them and looked around to reveal an even larger room stocked with books.

The space was dominated by multiple tall bookcases filled with volumes and reference works of all manner, artifacts alike, all carefully organized and stored in orderly aisles. A central platform allowed access to books stored on the higher levels. The atmosphere of the room was quiet and comforting, as the thick, leather-bound books provide an air of old-world elegance.

The floor was made of rich, dark wood, each plank secured into sturdy frames underneath. Running up the centre of the room were three tables, four chairs on either side of the table and each table placed apart from the other. There were bookcases and several other chairs decorating the room. It was warm and inviting, the lights a warm yellow illuminating the space.

On the other side of the room, adjacent to the door frame was an identical one, except it was covered with a large red velvet curtain. There were a few doors leading off from this room, but I didn't want to poke around too much.