I woke up surrounded by the cold darkness and dusty air. I could feel the ground shaking and rattling. I tried to stand up only to fall back down because of a sudden jerk. I crawled around trying to find something to grasp. The only thing I found was cold metal. I sunk into the floor and pulled my legs to my chest. I was scared. What was going on? Another jolt. I could feel the ground rising faster and faster. I could hear chains pulling something upward. That something was a box. And I was inside that box. Y/N. That was all I could remember. I remembered other things. Like the ocean, the sky, the beaches and the forests. But at the same time I couldn't remember anything. None of this made sense. I wanted to scream. I wanted cry. I wanted to fall asleep and never wake up. Yet I couldn't find my voice, I couldn't find tears, I couldn't die. "You are special" Those words were engraved in my brain yet I couldn't remember were I got them from. How was I special? Somehow, in some way those words filled me with calmness. "I'm going to be ok" I thought. The box kept moving faster and faster and all of a sudden it stopped. The sudden jolt sent me flying across the box. I feel hard on my side. Pain exploded all over my body. A whimper escaped my mouth. I heard chains rattling again in a blink of an eye light flooded the entire box. I tried to shield my eyes whit my hands. I heard murmurs outside. My eyes finally adjusted and I could see around 50 pairs of eyes looking down at me.
"A girl?" Someone asked.
Everyone started talking at the same time. Everyone looked so familiar yet I couldn't remember anyone. All of a sudden a tall boy with dark skin shushed everyone. He jumped into the box. All I could do was stare.
He smiled. "Welcome to the Glade Greenie. The name i-"
"Alby" I interrupted. I didn't remember him but somehow I knew his name. I was special. At that time I didn't realize that remembering was the only way out.
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FanfictionShe didn't realize it. She was special. Y/N was special. No one noticed it, not even her. But she remembered. And remembering is the only way out.