Colorful

Part one cont.

I wake up on my transportation day to Two violently shaking me.
"Three! Three!! Wake up! My memory, it's back! Three!"
I sit up, looking at her,
"Three, the transportation, it's not what they say it is! While you're in there, you will see colors, colors you have never seen. If you get out of the stream, you will be free! Three, I need you to listen, you need to be prepared!"
An alarm goes off. The wall hands come and grab One. The other set grabs me. I struggle to get free,
"One! One!"
The hands place me under the gas machine. It scans my body, and drops a plastic cage over me. The gas machine spurts out green gas, my family starts to choke, gagging for air. I scream as the cage scans me. My cells slowly disintegrate, but I don't care. Suddenly the world gets blurry, and turns black. I open my new eyes and see colors, flying by me. I remember what my mom said, I turn myself and start swimming. The stream pushes my body forward at what seems the speed of light. My body is pulled forward, I fight to get out of the stream. Each second, the colors get brighter. My body feels like it's being lurched at a million miles a minute. My stomach stings. I feel myself fall, fall to the ground. I hit something hard. Not hard like our plastic shell, but soft-hard. I open my blurry eyes. I see a world where everything is the color of our nutrition drink. The color of my hair. I touch the ground and pick up a handful of it. My hands shake as it slowly trickles out of my hands. I look up. I see a ball of light, casting a glow on the thing around it. It is the color of my eyes. I remember what I learned about the old world.
"Sky" I mutter. I look down,
"Sand."
I feel like I am burning. I pull my white jumpsuit over my body. I stand up and look around. Over the mound I am on, I see thousands of cells. Where was I going? Shouldn't I have been sent to another cell? I start my trek down the mound. After a few steps, I become breathless. In the cell, we are stationary almost the entire time. I continue slowly. I finally reach the cells, breathless and dizzy. I stammer around, trying to figure out what I will do next. My mind starts to slowly play back the events of the last hour in my mind. I get pulled into a frantic, wondering which cell is my parents. I stumble around the sand dunes, searching for a clue pointing out which cell is my parents. I finally come upon a cell, green and decaying. I bang my fists on the side of it. My body is exhausted, but the adrenaline keeps me going. I finally pull apart at the hard cell. Green gas floats out,  I leap back. After about ten minutes, the gas clears. I crawl over to the hole, dreading what I will find inside. The once white room is stained green. I creep closer in. Handprints cover the left wall. I look below them at a dehydrated body. I gag. I look closer, realizing it is my brother. Tears roll down my red cheeks. I see in a pile not to far away from Four, my mom and dad, shriveled and utterly dead. My body lurches with sobs. I am alone, starving and have no idea where I am.