Me

Chapter 2-What's Left

What's Left

I try to let out a scream only until it comes out muffled. Good thing too because those monsters would have probably coming running with joy.

I can tell it's a guy, because he gets a little frustrated when I don't settle down. He started to shhh me but I'm still doing my best to wiggle from his grip. Finally, I give in and stop refusing and instead bite him hard on what seems like his thumb. Unexpectedly a huge wave of blood fills my mouth from his wound as he pulls his hand away. I spit the contents of mouth to my right and jump out of the general area of my trapper. As usual, my plan fails. My head collides with metal table that unfortunately falls on top of me followed my the set of chairs that came with it. My eyes slowly shut as the figure reproaches towards me.

The next few hours seem like a blur. All I can recall was someone pulling me out of he wreckage. Someone stokes my head as the walk which is rather comforting not wanting them to stop.

A sharp, bright light followed by cold water commands my eyes to shoot open. I look around the room which is more like a mini cave but in my case a jail. The fear I once had returns as I spot four faces staring at me. My sight shift to each face that have unexplaining expressions on them. Not knowing my eyes say locked on the person I knew was my attacker. I look down at his hand which is now bandaged up, I could see the blood had already seeped through the white fabric.

We sit in silence which seems like forever. A stare off is what I considered. It's no until the girl in the stained research coat steps forward and asks,

"What's your name, girl?"

I hesitate not knowing if I should answer or even tell re my real name. I straighten my back and answer confidently,

"My names' Charolett."