Covering the walls are rows and rows of cells. Inside the cells are people. My hand slips out of Henry's hand and I try to back away from him.
I don't want to be locked in a cell! What makes people think it's okay to do this to other humans?
However, everyone does look very peaceful. There's no screaming, only talking. There are two people in each cell. I stop trying to back away when someone bumps into me in the hallway.
"Watch it, genius." He yells back at me as he walks away.
Henry turns around and looks at me sympathetically. "Listen," he gets down on his knees, "nobody's going to hurt you. We will give you enough food and water, and you will be safe from the outside." I hesitate, but nod. "Also, I'll make sure you get a room with another young girl your age." He waits, expecting me to smile, but I'm still unsure about all this. He grabs my hand, and I decide to follow him.
He takes me to one of the cells, sort of in the center of the room. He unlocks the door, and opens it. I see something move in the corner of the room.
"Kaylee? This is your new roommate." Henry says, and a girl on the bed on the right turns around. I can barely see her face because it's so dark. Henry lightly nudges me into the room, so I walk all the way in. I turn around to face Henry.
"We will bring you food every day, and Kaylee is really nice, you'll best besties in no time." He jokes. I keep a straight face, and his smile fades. He slowly closes the cell door.
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Sorry if this chapter is confusing, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I wrote this at 1 am so I won't be offended.
So I think I might try to post every other day or every two days, maybe? I'm still having writers block so it's a little hard to write.
So, what do you think will happen? Will it be overrun, or maybe the people there do bad stuff to people... Comment a theory if you like😊
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