100 What?

Gamora

We all know we're gonna die one day, but you can't help but look up at the stars and wonder what the world is going to be like without you. Maybe it'll be better, maybe even worse than it already is. We all wanna see the world grow and get better, right? What if the world gets worse and 'better' is just and excuse, an idea. Is oblivion the only thing we have to look forward to?

4095

Earth? No. Space ship. More than a ship, bigger than a ship. Gamora. A place we were forced to go to, evacuate. Evacuate? Yes, from Earth. By we, I mean 1/4 of the then human population. There are 1,100 of us on Gamora today. Sounds cramped for a space ship right, I did say it was big. We have a growing community here, and with people comes rules and rules that get broken. Gamora has worked out for 18 years and we are getting low on oxygen. From the looks of it, we just have a year left.

I'm getting ahead of myself.

Earth was a wonderful place. Keyword, was. We were attacked. By what? I'm not sure. But they knew what they were doing, 18 years ago the earth was filled with poisonous gases and strange storms. People died and the ones that were left down there died. We managed to get some of the best out and safe along with some others. Now, our only chance to keep the human population alive, Is earth.

Unfortunately, some of us break the few rules we have. They're the ones in cells. 100 of them. Maybe, they're our hope.

Next day

A bright white light wakes me from sleep and brings me to my feet and walks me out the door. I walk down a hall with rails on the side to a large room full of others prisoners. I walk to the very back to shower, then to the mirror to brush my teeth. As I look into the mirror I can't help but to hate the reflection staring back at me. I have black hair and blue eyes. I'm all alone now, no family. Can't blame myself though, it wasn't my fault, it's just my fault I couldn't stop it. At that thought I walked over to one of the uranals to pee then proceeded to walk out of the bathroom door. Next thing on the jails Dailey list is breakfast. I don't feel like eating so I just say at the back of the lunch room by myself. I'm not a friendly person, just a rude one. Nobody wants a rude asshole for a friend. When that was over we were walked back to our dark grey depressing rooms. We wouldn't be taken back out for another 3 hours.

Sitting in my tiny grey room I get out the black sharpie I took from the governors desk the first day I was put in the jail. I take the cap off the sharpie and start drawing and writing on the floor.

A few minutes in the door opens and I'm cuffed.

Two large men walk me out the door of my room and into the big railed hallway where all the prison rooms are. I asked them where they were taking me but they didn't answer. The only thought running through my head was that they were going to ship me, I had to of done something wrong. As we walked I noticed that all the other prison rooms were empty with the doors slung wide open. Something's going on here and I'm not sure if it's a good thing.

We arrive at this cramped room with all of the other prison people and tables. How do I know they're prisoners too, they are also hand cuffed. We all sit down at the tables and then we are all uncuffed. Food is placed in front of us all and we are told that we need to eat because we may not be eating for awhile. Confused and a little scared I pick up my sandwich and take a bite. It's silent throughout the meal, but when we all finish we're all stood and walked to somewhere I've never been before. The seats have belts and buckles on them and are latched when we sit. After taking my seat I hear a girl scream from the back. This man is walking around injecting everyone with something. He gets to me and pokes me in the wrist and it feels like something crawls up my arm underneath my skin and attaches to my shoulder. I try not to make any noise but still a tear falls out of my eye.

The man Injects me and then pats me on the shoulder and they all walk out of the room locking the door behind them. Leaving all of us prisoners in one room bonded to these chairs. I feel like I'm in A dream...

Is this okay?