Trapped (A Big Four Story)

Chapter 2

Jack's P.O.V

I woke up in the corner of a room. Opening my eyes, I searched for my staff; it was a few feet in front of me. Getting up cautiously, I surveyed my surroundings. It was a large rectangular room, roughly the size of a school gymnasium, completely devoid of light or colour, except for the dining table of food that ran length-ways down the room. Above this table, on the ceiling, ran a single glass window, the only entry way for light.

Grabbing my staff I inspected these items of interest. The food was of a glorious variety, from cookies to pineapples to beef stew, and although I do not need to eat to sustain myself, I found myself drawn to the ice cream. The deliciousness of the ice cream caused me to let my guard down, but I managed to heave it back up in time to ask myself a few questions.

Firstly, where was I? The room indicated nothing as to my whereabouts and all the sun told me was that it was early in the morning. But it was afternoon from what I could recall from my last memories of the outside world. Which leads me to ask:

What had happened between my last memory and now? Like I don't need food, I also do not need to sleep to sustain me, so I must've been knocked out. But, by who? And why? Had my kidnapper taken me to a different part of the world, which would explain the time of day? Or had I just slept for an eternity, which seemed unlikely?

With all these questions tumbling through my mind, I had not caught sight of the three other figures in the room. In the nearest corner to where I had woken up was a girl. Her entire corner was golden, on further inspection i found this to be because she had extremely long blonde hair that she was lying on top of. She was remarkably beautiful, and the serenity of sleep graced her features wonderfully. I left her to rest.

The corner opposite her was owned by a scrawny boy, wearing furs. Although his back was facing me, I could see his forehead was creased in concentration as though he was thinking deeply about something. Smiling to myself I walked over to the last corner.

The girl had very wild, curly, red hair that covered her face. She was lying on her stomach, in her left hand she held a bow and her back was clearly displaying a quiver of arrows. She seemed the most threatening out of the three so I decided to keep my eye on her.

The situation hit me full force then. I was stuck in a concrete box, with no way out, limited light supply, food I didn't need, and I had to share this space with Blondie, Fishbone and Frizz who had not woken up yet and even when they did the situation would be the same, because they wouldn't be able to see me. Great!

"Well, this is going to be a fun holiday." I said to no one in particular.