a DREAM novel: Wonderland

Chapter 5: Austin, spill it.

I was still bed ridden. I was perfectly fine yet they won't let me leave. A woman in a knee-length white dress dipped her head and avoided any contact whatsoever. The hospital was slower, everything and everyone moved like they were played in slow-motion. It felt unreal. Austin and I haven't spoken since the other day. He never even visited or called, neither did my mother. 

Sleep, eat, sleep, eat. That's all I ever do. 

Screw this. I pulled the transparent tubes from my arms and face, a long bleep told anyone near by that my heart had stopped pumping. Everyone passing by didn't seem to hear the sound so I closed the door quietly and nobody seemed to notice. I looked around and tried to make sure that I didn't bring any attention to myself. I walked straight but bumped into someone in front of me, the weird thing was that I didn't feel the collision, I just knew I bumped into him because of what I saw. Then, his entire body began to blur and the next thing I knew, he disappeared, as did everyone else. I was alone in this empty hospital which might not be real, lies, lies and more lies.

I had to move fast before anyone living and breathing found me, with my back side exposed and no shoes, I ran across the hall and opened the door that read, "For Doctors and Nurses only" and grabbed a nurse's uniform and pulled it on along with a mask. 

"Hey!" two men yelled from the end of the hallway. "Stop right there!" I panicked, I had to run past them in order to get to the exit, I ran towards them as they ran towards me, their figure getting bigger and bigger and bigger. Too big. Scared, I ran the other way. I didn't have a certain destination except for the exit which was now behind me. 

I ran through the big door and, sadly, it ended with a dead end. This side of the hospital had yellow lights which made the walls look almost green. The men looked like the ones I saw in my dream. They advanced towards and I walked back until my back touched the wall where I couldn't go anywhere. They smiled as they knew they got me cornered. 

"Stop it! Stop!" They stopped. I was hoping that if I'd said dance they would. They looked scared even though they were the one who had a gun in their pocket. I walked around them with their eyes following me. They didn't move. Why?

Once I was behind them, I made a run for the exit, again. At least this time, I got to the exit and I was in the dorm. I went up the staircase and flopped down on my warm, soft bed.

 "You have the right to remain silent!" About twenty men busted through my door, impervious to the guy sleeping in the bed across the room from mine, my roommate and best friend, Jake. They separated into two groups and formed a path leading to my bed. A man in a respectable suit made his way to my bed through the human pathway. 

He stood at the end and smiled his devilish grin. He had icy blue eyes that sliced through me like a knife. Sitting up, I searched the room for an escape route. There wasn't any. 

"Your coming with me," he said simply.

"Not the fuck again! Can't you just leave me alone? Why do you want me anyway?" He didn't reply. Instead, he set his lips into a tight line as he snapped his fingers. 

"Take her by force!" His guards pulled me out of my room. Jake finally woke up but was held back when he realized, a little too late, that I was being taken away by a bunch of asses. 

"Why am I so special anyway?" I asked the man. He fell into step with the guards and walked beside my body which was being hauled across the hallway. Everyone, it seems, heard the commotion and woke up to check what was going on. As we passed by the last room closest to the exit, Austin stood there, dumbfounded at the situation, so much for the help, prince charming. 

They stuffed me into the back of a police car that had a thin piece of glass to separate those in the back seat and front seat. I stared out the window the whole time, savouring the world before it disappears for months, again. Instead of bringing me back to the fake hospital, they drove through the metal gates of an abandoned factory. I knew that it was abandoned by the planks of wood that were nailed to the door as they dragged me through the entrance. 

We descended a flight of stairs close by which led us to the basement, in other words, the dungeons. 

"Like it?" the man in the suit asked. His voice was deep and dark, not to mention breathy like he had just ran a marathon. 

I was lazily thrown into one of the cells as the guards climbed  back up the stairs. I was left alone with Mr. Suit. 

Tired, I leaned agaist the bars of the cell door. I felt his breath against my ear as he whispered, "You have something the government wants," He touched the tip of my head and gasped a few moments after. 

He continues, "You have the ability to change what others see,"