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White light blinded me as I slowly peel my eyes open. I stood up and looked at my surrounding. The walls were made of white padding except for a large clear window. I ran to the window, knocking on the glass.
"Hello? Can anyone here me?" I waited for a response. After what seemed like centuries, I finally got a reply.
"You're under our watch. Who are you and were did you come from?" I looked through the darkness and found a face. A female face. She slowly walked out of the shadows and stood in front of me. The women had bright red hair, styled into short curls. Her blue eyes were adorned by black kohl making it stand out. She was a fairly tall women with very prominent curves adorning her body.
"My name is Nanna and I hail from Asgard. Who are you and why have you locked me here?" She chuckled and looked at me with amusement in her eyes.
"Your locked in there because you probably escaped from an asylum." She explained slowly as I were a child. I might as well be. I was confused and she could tell. She rolled her eyes before speaking again.
"An asylum is a place where they lock all the crazy and deranged people." She explained. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"But I am not crazy. I am telling the truth. I truly do come from Asgard." I tried assuring her
"Alright prove it. Show us what makes you an Asgardian or whatever" she challenged me. I sighed. How shall I prove I truly am from Asgard? How exactly was I suppose to prove my identity? These mortals seem to think I am delusional. The people of Midgard and my people look so much alike. The only thing that separates us is our abilities. We are more stronger than men, more faster than men, quicker and smarter than men.
"It is your choice wether you want to believe me or not. But I am telling the truth" she looked my over from behind the glass. I see her sigh before pressing a button in front of her. The door to my left opens and she slowly steps inside.
"Get up. You'll need to answer some questions" I obliged as she place handcuffs around my wrist. I chose to remain silent as I let her drag me through the cold corridors. I stare in amazement as I take in all the new scenery before me.
"I'm Natasha by the way" she muttered as she pulled me into a secluded hall. The hall was made of metal and the further we walk in, a large door was beginning to make its way to my vision. The women, Natasha, takes something out of her pocket, sliding the card down a small slit. The door opened as I stare in awe. She shoved me slightly to move forward. The room was a dark grey with windows placed on every corner of the room. As she let go of my wrist, I slowly walked over to one of the windows. I pull my hands apart breaking the hand cuffs in half as I placed both hands on the window until I hear someone clear their throat behind me. I turned my head to be met with a dark skinned man wearing an eyepatch.
