CHAPTER 2
I heard a shift as if someone moved. It was slight but I was sure it was from behind the door. They’re coming. My heart wanted to start beating like crazy, but my mind had control. I stabled my breathing. Until my chest seemed like it I wasn’t even alive. I closed my eyes. I tried doing my best not to move my eyelids.
I waited. A few moments passed. I heard the door’s lock click and the door slightly open. There were two muffled voices and shuffling at the entrance. I catched a few words spoken by a deep voice saying,” dangerous…bad…statistics…can’t be true…impossible.” I could almost imagine them walking in with maroon colored squadron suits. Gold lining the edges in braided threads. Black buttons running from their neck to the bottom of their jacket. A gold stripe lined the buttons perfectly into place. On each side of the jacket there was one pocket. They had pins on the right side of their jacket the color varying by their ranking. Their boots were black the standard for military officers. At their waist would lay a weapons belt with a gun, bullets, and some first aid utilities. Their bodies would stand tall spilling superiority.
Their boots thumped loudly making the noise echo around the room. Two officers walked closer to me murmuring amongst themselves words I couldn’t understand. I knew what they looked like. I knew who they followed. I knew what they believed in. I used to be one of them. Two hands grabbed my right arm, and another two hands grabbed my left arm lifting me up. I willed my body not to respond, at least not yet. They didn’t talk just did, I guessed, their work. They picked up half of my body and left my feet scrape the ground as they dragged me out of the room I was in. the door closed behind me with a loud clang. A few feet more and I opened my eyes enough so I could see where we were. There was barely any light. Everything seemed dimmer and mildly depressing. I could only see the pale tile floors, the bottom of the walls where the walls and the floor met, and their boots shining as they walked. They were kind of painful to look at, but they were currently the only thing I could look at directly.
Suddenly they went rigid. I could feel them tense. Their hands were getting clammy on my arms and I fought the urge to swipe their hands away from my arms. Another set of boots appeared in my direct line of vision. “Take prisoner 456 up to headquarters zero makes sure to lock her up tight.” He told the officers who stood like they were carved of ice. I could tell they nodded obediently because their bodies shook ever so slightly. The soldier dismissed them and left.
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Science Fiction"I knew what they looked like. I knew who they followed. I knew what they believed in. I used to be one of them."
