A Violet Mind

Chapter 2

I shuddered. I has no idea what the thing was above us, but my savior, the man, blinked and walked into the other room. He rustled through what I assumed was the attic, and the noise stopped. We shouldn't have to worry, I thought. It's some year with awesome inventions. Technology's got us covered. The man stepped back into the room, and casually started to examine my hand again. My hand shook. He calmly patted my hand. He knew I was afraid of what that thing was in the attic.

"What year is it?" I asked, hoping he would give me the correct date instead of messing with my mind.

"2122. Why do you ask?" He said. "Oh. Right. Amnesia." He sighed, grabbed my hand, and pulled me into a room filled with computers and buttons. Each screen had a different picture or video. Some showed security camera tapes, looping over and over. Some had green cubic letters on black screens, blinking and typing themselves. The most strange were the home made ones. They had wires and computer chips, floppy disks with strings hanging off their sides, and static cracked screens.

"I'm a hacker. I know what may have caused those markings to be tattooed onto your hand." He turned towards a computer with an image of a waterfall. The man typed in "program Eta" onto a search browser. His hands moved quickly on the mouse as he scrolled through videos and websites. The cursor scrolled over to a website and clicked.

"Just what I thought. The Drones tattooed these numbers on anyone who disobeyed them. The numbers were their prison sentence. 2 decades, 6 years, 3 days. These drones were part of an Uprising, people called it. Law enforcements, stricter rules. You should be, or were locked up for 2 decades."

"Why me? What did I do?"

"That's the problem. We don't know because you got amnesia. By the way, I'm Danny. You can stay here for the night if you want. Hell, I'm here the whole year. You can sleep in one of my guest rooms. This is a huge cabin, and I've got room to spare. " I wasn't sure to take him up on this offer, but I had no choice. The sunlight was fading, and I needed a place to stay. I nodded and he rummaged through a trunk to his left. Danny pulled out a nightgown with roses on it.

"This was my sister's, when she was your age. You should fit." Danny walked to his room while I changed. The dress was beautiful, even though I didn't want to admit it. Danny walked out and his eyes widened.

"You look beautiful. Your room is down the hall." I walked down the hall where he was pointing to and found a door at the end. It squeaked open.