Welcome To The: BUNK

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           I mentally pulled the separate pieces of my mind back together, as they shattered when Bruce's hand released my bag strap. The elevator shifted suddenly with one last quite 'ping'. i pulled my arm back and braced my self agasint the silver wall. I looked forward to see Bruce and the guards where unaffected by the sudden move trapped inside a metal silver box. Bruce had his eyes closed and was leaning his head onto the same silver wall. The ever reminding weight of the tempting object was pressing onto my back.  I looked over bruce for any evidence of his assumptions, did he also have a weapon? How were we in the same training rank? Maybe. . . Maybe Bruce is not as good as he lead others to believe? Maybe he did something to whined up in the same rank as me? Are we the only two?

"...i-i dont understand?"

"SHUT UP!" a guards voice barked echoing over the slight hum of the elevator. A sickening silence caressed the entire space. I put my back into the corner beside me keeping a eye on Bruce and the guards, indecisive on who the greater danger was. The elevators soon can to a sudden shifting stop, causing me to jolt away from the wall in fear of smacking my head. The guards straightened up, reforming there dominating posture. As the doors slode open as slow as possiable i watched as one guard stepped out into the awaiting nightmare. I felt my head throb will my beating heart beat pounding in the center.

       "Out!" the guard inside the elevator barked turning his body back towards us then side stepped. I hesitated, what would happen if i resitited? Would i be. . .? Make a brake for it! But. . .it was to late.

     "OUT!" the guard screamed. I looked over to see Bruce making his way past the guards and out of the elevator into a dim light hallway. As calmly and collected as ever, as if they guards weren't there at all, Snitch!. I followed suit, the giard still in the elevator rasiging a threanting hand, i was not going to be stuck in a tight place with a towering guard. Stepping out on weak knees, after bruce cold air attacked my open skin.  A mental and physicall shudder passed over me as i looked around. It was a hall, just like the halls outside the gym when exiting the elevtors. I turned And watched the guards turn and nod at each other, the first human like motion i have ever seen the guards function. A yelp left me as one guard turned and grabbed Bruces upper arm with such force he nearly tripped over his own feet, and started to pull him away. I wanted to called after him, secretly, scared to be alone with a erry growing shadow looming for me.

"Move!" I jumped in suprise. The second guard now gripping my upper arm in a vice grip barked out, pulling me forward until my gaze was ripped away from Bruce. The guard pulled me forward and turned the corner my feet stumbling with me in the effect of the taller officer.

". . .w-where are you taking me? I can't be eliminated! J-jane, yes Jane! I want to speak to jane! Jane! Jane!" The guard stopped in the middle of the hall, and shook my arm harshly, my head waving, my tong stuck painfully between my teeth.

"Be quite!" the guard screamed. White hot flashes of pain erupted over my back spinal cord, and skull. The guard had struck me on the back of the head. I blinked stars out of my vision unable to see anything but the flashes of white. Warm tears pushed away the flashing lights, and dizziness, as I stated the bitter liguid on my dry heavy tong. Turning another corner being pulled up a small upward flight of stairs. Then finally the guard stopped infront of a set of double door glinting and refecting the dim light. The door looked cold and curle. It felt like if i would reach out and touch it, it would burn with slik coldness.  The officer pushed me forward, my sore side connected with the burning metal. I grit my teeth to keep silent, secretly afraid i wouldnt be able to keep a composer with another painful blow. I felt the door move silently as i closed my eyes in effort to keep my will. Another stricking wave of freezing air clawed at my exposed skin. I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!