Welcome To The: BUNK

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        Sitting down on the thin matress held up by a heavy mental frame, i stared at the white blank wall before me. Swinging my right leg bent over the side of the bed bordly, back and forth, back and forth the edge of the frame digging into the back of my leg. It had been by my count 72 hours, indicating three days had passed, but it seemed to blur together into just one. I found a routine to rut into passing the time untill i made for surten what i really was doing. Understanding the cycle of the whitebunk was one thing to focus on for starters. I had learned my way around so far with the hels of the swipe card Maggie slipped me from Travis. I memorized the rout from my bunk to the mess hall, shower hall, and to the large room where the instructors called out names at random, which i learned was called a gymnasium, or gym for short. Thats all i was use to for know even from the elevator to the stairs, and during the meal time, drown bottles where passed around.

I would gather my food and place my self next to Lacy, secretly glad for her bubbly attitude, but also at some times annoyed to how she could be so.... Postive? I had stayed clear of Maggie, and Bruce as much as i could untill i could get my mind right about... Many things. I looked to my left to the blue plastic bag that sat beside me limply, now only held the object of endless temptation and curiosity, i was secretly scared of even the sight of it only reminded me of what happened in....
The bunk... A shudder rattled my limbs from the even thought of what happened... It had haunted my desprate night dreams repeatedly, not resting just like my self. Everyday so far after breakfeast i fell into a clump into the elevator and into the gym, finding my useal place besides Mickey. I didnt tell him about Drake, only about what happened with...Voss, he wasnt really surprised by my story.

My name was never called by any of the instructors, i would theb exit with the rest of the random inmates not chosen and proceed back to what ever we wanted to do. I did not as ergaly as beforw had learned what happened to the bunk after that... Outburst. Kids had disappeared at all hours of the day and night. There had been double the amount of guarda lining the walls, as if them thenselfs would become part of the wall. The food supplie had been restricted only liquid contents of strange colored fuilds were given to the kids. It was horrible to hear... And it was all my fault.

Pushing those thoughts away, and resting my head down on my bent left knee drawn to my chest. i thought back to the converstation i had with Bruce forty-eight hours ago. By my knowledge of twenty-four hours in one full day, the conversation had been two days ago. Bruce had said he wouldnt tell, but what part was he really agreeing to? I should of lied, gave some stupid story, now i felt even more foolish then trusting Jane! Heat flooded my cheeks as i thought over it, then the silent awkward elevator ride. Once those silver doors had opened i walked out into the same room i had first arived in the whitebunk. I had stared blanky ahead to the white double doors to lead me to my bunk room, ignoring pointed watching eyes as they followed me.

I sat upright at i heard the slight hum of electricity and the sound of footsteps, i counted two sets, two heavy sets. Guards? Dr.green? Jane? Leaping off the bed i sprinted to the metal desk beside the door and crouched down near the ground. If anh legs dares step it it would be easier to get the intruder off guards from below. I shifted waiting holding my breath and felt my hands create a russle. I glanced down to see the blue bag in hand. I dropped it on the ground and picked up the metal cup from atop the table instead. I froze muscle locked as the door opened. Instead of blocky black armored legs and marching feet, i saw the total oppsits.

"Tippy you in here?" a familiar voice called in. I new that deep voice, Travis. I waited, hesitated.

"Maybe shes training? Should we go tell Maggie?" the second voice spoke up. I watched as the thinner pair of legs walked into my bunk, room. What would Maggie want? I questioned, but deep down i already new the answer.