Wanted

Chapter 4 Found

By the time I surfaced back to consciousness the room was empty. I reached up to my wound expecting to feel hardened blood beneath my finger tips; however, I only found the soft texture of a bandage. I felt neglected. Left to die alone and abandoned.

My hand traced the familiar outline of what I always thought to be a scar. No. Now I was left to realize the harsh reality of what was this world. I glanced at the camera in the far corner knowing my country was also finally beginning to realize the tricks and illusions their own country forced upon them. I was about to mouth something to them. I don't know what, but something, when I heard the door nob turn.

I had been found.

In walked a man dressed in a suit with dark hair and blue eyes. They were endless. I searched for a way to escape. His hands were outstretched.

" You'll be okay," he assured," my name is Cinco, I am Blade's assistant."

" You seem kind," I forced out, still not comfortable with his presence. He furrowed his eyebrows as he started approaching towards me." I mean, you're on Blade's side. Why?"

" somethings are best left alone." 

When he reached me he held out a hand. " You can trust me."

I took his hand and he helped me out of the white chair in which I was previously tortured.

The room was white. Very white. Cinco left , locking the door behind him . Visually the room's appearance was comforting , however deep inside me I knew I was being imprisoned. This was only the setting of a terrible game. The bedding was a creamy color that complimented the white fabric headboard. I plunged onto it completely consumed by soft linens. I took a deep breath, suddenly realizing pain throbbing in my neck. I pushed back the memories forcing their way into my mind. I began to fade into a daze realized just how exhausted I was...

No one awoke me. Light filtered through airy curtains , invading the darkness. At least I get to sleep in, I thought. I forced myself out of the bed. I realized that my back felt relaxed, and as I glanced in the mirror my usual dark circles were gone. How long had I been sleeping? As I lumbered into the   unfamiliar bathroom, I noticed a throbbing cramp pounding in my stomach. Food. I searched around with my eyes only pausing when I caught sight of a small tray on the bedside table. I sat down slowly not looking away in fear that the food may disappear. I slurped the soup quickly, then gulped down my water and vitamin.

During my shower I noticed how soft and flawless my skin was. I got out, braided my newly shiny hair, and changed into a silk shirt and blue jean shorts that had been laid out on a chair. This is nice, I thought. To be honest I hadn't been this relaxed in a long time.

My nap was interrupted by a formal knock on the door. I was to lazy to answer, so after a couple of minutes passed I heard the door unlock and in came Cinco.

" How was the soup?" He asked casually.

"Fine," i was irritated that he had disturbed my nap, but then realized I was sort of being held captive.

" Blade has informed me that you can roam freely through the building for now, but remember that you will be watched extremely closely,"he said.

"K," I acted asthough I didn't care; however secretly was planning someway to escape...