A/N
This is just a short little thing from a story I want to write about a dystopian society and the main character is a seventeen year old boy who gets kidnapped by this secret order of four other teens that live on an underground abandoned train and are trying to overthrow the crappy government. read.
Winston walked to the other end of the kitchen car and bent over to open a cabinet. "Here." she said, pulling out two beer bottles and handing me one. "Drink. It helps with the shock."
"But i'm only seventeen. Isn't this illegal?" I asked.
"Adrian, this is the most legal thing you'll do for the rest of your life, and besides, legal is the least of your worries. This beer is like two years old."
I quickly spit the sip I had already taken into the sink. I didn't know much about alcohol but I knew nothing in this society should be consumed after it's passed it's mark.
"Anything I should know?" Winston raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?"
"Like, are you afraid of horses or you like to watch people sleep or something weird?"
"Not really."
"OK. Well is there anything normal we should know?"
"Someone kidnapped me today." my feeble stab at humor.
"Actually, that was yesterday."
"I slept that long?"
"Well, I mean, I did hit you pretty hard on the head."
"You could have given me a concussion. You shouldn't have let me sleep that long."
Ya see, this is why we have you. You're the medical guy. now we know not to concuss people."
It was silent for a moment. As she sipped her beer and I gazed intently at the wall. "So what is this mission about."
"My entire family was kidnapped. I don't know why and I don't know if they're still alive. I have to find them."
Silence.
"My dad was killed right in front of me when I was a kid."
"See!? And it's not getting better! It only gets worse until people like us can fix it!"
I didn't know what "it" was exactly but obviously I was a key aspect in the repearal of "it".
