Chapter Three

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Saturday, 11th April Mil 315
London City, Division 1
2:01

My skin erupts with life as freezing water crashes onto my face. I jolt awake, my breath is jagged, my heart is in my throat and my vision is extremely blurry. Where am I?  How did I get here? Where is here? What happened? I dig inside my brain for any memories that I had from last night; the interview, Char, the argument, me escaping to The Spot and then, darkness.

Someone seizes my left arm; pain erupts inside it making me yelp, "Careful!"

It guides me through with a brute force, making sure to put as much pressure as possible on my bruise. I have to grit my teeth to stop myself from crying out loud in pain. I can feel its cool breath tickling the hairs on my neck. From the corner of my eye, I spot the very tip of a Selene Moon Mark peeking through its sleeves. Looking behind my shoulders for a swift moment, I manage to sneak a glance of this Selene although I don't see much because his face is covered by large sun glasses that mask his eyes, he's dressed in black and wears some sort of ear piece in his right ear. He must bodyguard of some sort - a Selene working for a person of Helios.

He guides me through a large hallway, its blinds me. All I can make out is the colour white, bright white lights, spotless walls and even a white chair that blends in perfectly with the garish background. Suddenly, we make a harsh jolt to the left and the bodyguard pushes me out of the hallway and into a room. I hear the slam of a door in the background.

The room, unsurprisingly, is white. The only visible piece of furniture I can make out is a blood red armchair with little streaks of gold coursing through it like a fast flowing river. That's Heliosan, for sure. Apart from that, however, everything is white and a horrible blazing garish white at that. I hate it.

I can feel the walls enclosing on in me, getting smaller and smaller by the second. Hungrily waiting to crush me into pieces.

I want to get out of here. I want to get out of here now.

I run to the door and with all the force I can muster, try to pry the door open. The bodyguard looks straight at me through a window, a blank expression on his face. I want him to stop and rush to help a fellow Selene, I want him to save me like a hero, I want to see my family again. But he doesn't. Pain explodes all over my left arm and I scream. Please help me. I'm pushing, pulling, hitting and screaming at the top of my lungs. Please help me. Please help me.

Darkness.

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6:58

I'm awake now. I'm still in the white room. I'm drenched in water.

I stand up, feeling I'll fall any time soon.

A small whirring sound echoes throughout the room and a chair emerges from the floor below me, white in colour of course. I look around bemused. There is a bodyguard stationed in each corner but what for? I catch eyes with the one who dragged me here - well - that's not true because all of them look the same where I'm from, all dressed in black and stern expressions. He makes the slightest most discreet motion towards the seat.

I sit down, leaving the red armchair opposite me empty.

The sinking feeling appears again and I feel like I'm going to be crushed by the walls at any moment now. I want to run. I feel sick to my stomach. I'm shaking. I want to run. I want to scream for help. I want to run away.

I can run away. I can. I can escape.

Darkness.

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8:22

Again, I've been woken up and drenched.

It takes me a few seconds to get back to the right state of mind.

I'm still sitting on the magical chair that appeared from the ground just a few hours ago.

But something is different. 

The red armchair isn't empty.

I lean forward.

A woman is sprawled on top of the armchair ever so elegantly, with her legs crossed and hands put together in an old fashion. She wears a gleaming diamond necklace on top of her Helios Sun Mark, clearly worn with pride. Without a doubt, this woman is elderly yet she seems carry a certain youthful glow, it fascinates me. She is the definition of class.

A smile plays across her lips, "Why hello there, Luna."

A/N : Hey guys! Okay, so I realised that my chapters are a little too long so I decided to split what was chapter three before into two parts so it wasn't as long. However, you mustn't fear because I'll be uploading chapter four soon for sure so stay tuned for that! What would you do if you were in Lunas situation? Who do you think this person is? I'd love to know what you guys think so feel free to write in the comments! Stay tuned more! – Alex 💞

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