Welcome To The: BUNK

9

                I screamed thru my teeth in utter frustration as i pulled, thrashed, kicked, yanked at the restraints biting into my skin. I let my head dropped on the pillow as the bed shifted. I realized while picnicking and thrashing the bed i was strapped to was on wheels. I had tried to push or force the bed to turn in anyway but it stayed firm. I dropped my head in defeat once again and closed my eyes. The pounding in my head would come back and fade away in sparks bloomed in my head. Where they going to kill me for being a "distraction"? Would they use me as a lab rat as rumors of other kids whispered around in the bunk of kids taken.

All this was probably another possible for my age, being so close to twenty, but i was only seventeen. Maybe with my currant situation it was just two birds one stone? If that was the case why keep me breathing long enough to wake up. Why not kill me in front of all the hundreds rebelling kids, to prove a point about there so treasured rules. I wondered when the plump needle lady would return? What's happened to all the bunk kids? I was pulled from the mucky fog of my thoughts as i heard the slight echo of approaching steps and the click of the door opening. My chest tightened and my breath hitched in my throught as a tall shadow loomed over me from the side of my vision. The tall figure stepped forward slowly to revile a bony face covered with a pair of thin spectacle Dr. Green.

"Hello, Ms. Nickles" he stated coldly as if he almost sounded disappointed? Good he can go rot in the shoe for all i care! I glared at him, and turned my head to fully face him. When he relied he had my attention he held up a tan colored folder.

"Your test came back positive-surprisingly." Dr. Green muttered under his breath sourly. 

"Your free to move on, congratulations." he stated with an attitude of- matter of a fact, as he opened the folder and skimmed over the contents, shielded from my view. The adults here, just like the plump lady they were giving me a invitation to a place i had no idea about.

"Move on. Move on to what, where? " i snapped bitterly. anger finally chipping through the tightness frozen around my core. He closed the folder as he looked it over then turned his gaze to me, pulling his glasses off his face. His dull grey eye glared down at me dully as if looking as something disgusting.

"The next levels of the system Ms. Nickles" he answered sounding slightly annoyed. He then turned his head towards the wall where i guessed the door was.

"level? there are more levels. What level am I being transferred to?"

"You don't have a choice." he started, glaring down at me.

"You can continue with your worthless life or, you can become someone who actually matters. Your actions decide that," he huffed, readjusting the spectacles falling off his long nose.

"M-matters to who?"

"You'll have to decide that on your own, I do hope you choice wisely. It's such a shame to throw away progress. any type of progress in your case, Ms. Nickles." Dr. Green signed.

"Pro-progress, Dr. Green?"

"Yes, you have enough brain cells to attack a compound peace office, sadly that independent act of uncalled for violence homicide counts as progress from your former supervisor sees it, Ms. Nickles"

"Homicide. . .?" The older male moved his hand to push his glasses back onto the long bridge of his narrow nose. His dull grey eyes found mine thru the harsh down cast of the white light from above.

"Murder, Ms. Nickles. Homicide, means murder."  he spat. My blood ran cold, now painfully running thru my thin veins.

"B-but I didn't-!"

"Yes. Yes you did, Ms Nickles. When you attacked that peace officer preforming his daily survive for the greater good, the assault club struck the back of his verbadra striking vital spinal cords and internal bleeding. That officer was pronounced dead later in the infirmary ward"

". . .what?"

"Congratulations, your a killer" the older man sneered dropping his calm collected manner. A twisted scowl pulled at the man's lips as his eyes darkened, almost black. Something bitter rapped around my core, as a sour taste dropped onto my tong.

"I'm not the only murderer here." My own voice felt harsh to my own ears and alien. Dr. Greens eyes brows raised to the middle of his forehead as his glasses slide back down.

"Interesting,"he whispered, raising a hand to stroke at the grey facial hair around his lips. "So, you admit to your acts?"

"what?- No!" i cried. Dr. Green waved off the accusation. 

"We'll have to continue this topic at our next meeting, don't get killed in the mean time, Ms. Nickles." Dr. Green dropped the hand from his face and pretending to dust off his shoulders, and cleared his throught loudly before turning away from me.

"Guards!" he barked. The tightness in my core froze over as my breath hitched again. Not more then half a second later i watched three armored bodies step towards me. I fought againt the restraints again hoping i could get away from there masked faces that use to be a mear joke know filled me with fear.

"This will only hurt you if you dont corporate Mis. Nickles" Dr. Green snarled glaring at me again with his dull eyes hidden behid his glasses. Two pairs of gloved hands pressed my shoulders down as i head the black velcroy around my legs tear away. I lifted my head to watch the thried guard release my ankled from the sides of the bed. I then followed his movements with my head as he undid the restraints around my wrists. I yelped as the two guards holding down my shoulders pulled me off the bed. The second my stiff bare feet touched the freezing ground my knees buckled. I would of crumpled to the freezing ground if it wasnt for the guards holding both of my arms dragging me forward towards the a open doorframe. That lead into a white hallway with another door facing me with a round thick window. Doctor Green stepped forward leading the way out into the cold white bright hall way. I heard faint distant screams, and bangs as i was dragged past other white doors.

"Where are we g-going? W-Whats going o-on!?" i stammered turning my head to face the group around me no one spoke but me and the faint screams swimming around me was the only answer I revived.

"Where are we going!?" i stammered again my brain still trying to procuess a way to dig my self out of this hole of drag shank crap im in. I tried to gain control of my feet as they dragged and slipped lifelessly underneath me. I looked forward to see another large silver door gleaming evily at me. My blood ran colder then the floor, this door looked bad, this felt bad. No one answered my stammered questains.

"Green! Were are we going!?" i said, almost whispereds near the end. I finally regained some ability in my feet and pulled them out before me to act like a barrier from entering the silver door as we neared it. A coil sprang thru my gut swiming in stumic acide.

" Green!" i now shouted gaining some confidence and awareness of what might be behid that door. There going to kill me!

"You'll see when we get there Mis. Nickles" Dr. Green stated, dryly with a sigh as if he was bored out of his mind.

I began to pulled and move my arms in the guards holds. As Dr. Green swiped a card over a small metal box that acted like a scanner and the silver door slide open. It reviled a small room with mirrored walls, it was the elevator. I felt my limbs relaxe a little from relief as i looked in but the coil replaced its self in my gut as i was dragged into the elevator once again. The metal below my feet stung with the cold, goose bumps raced up my bare skin. I was shivered the guards still hold my upper under arm as Dr. Green stepped in humming a soft tune and turned to face the closing doors. The faint screams now died away from my ears with the barrier of the door set. I cringed as the coil stabbed my throught when the elevator started to shift and move. Vile threatened to stream past the coil in my neck, as my inside flopped.

"they should of had your execution rescheduled" Dr. Green hissed out under his breath reopening the tan file in his hands. He gazed down at it in pure boredom running his eyes over small faded print on white sheets.