Emily's War

Chapter 2

I blame myself. I was new to this world and found it confusing. Since everyone had just woken up, we weren't allowed out of our rooms until the next day, so it was just me and my thoughts. But it wasn't until 15 minutes after Josaline left that I realised that the only memories I had had just happened. I came up with two options. Had I just lost my memory? Or was I a robot? Since the chains were now off, I punched myself in the arm and listened for a metal clang. Nothing. However, I noticed that, despite throwing my best punch, I hadn't felt it at all. I tried again and again, and every time I was completely pain free. I decided to sleep on the matter, I was far too tired to settle my thoughts on anything at the minute.

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It was about midnight when I heard a scream. Without thinking, I ran to the door, and opened it a crack. Outside of my room, there was a hallway as white and plain as my room. Inside it was a man with dark brown hair wearing the same military style uniform as Josaline. With him was a boy, not much older than him, struggling in his grasp. He must have been the one who had screamed. Suddenly the man spoke.

"Josaline, we have a reject, I repeat, we have a reject." I looked closer. He seemed to be holding some sort of walkie-talkie close to his mouth. Before I could comprehend this, someone answered.

"Roger that. I'm on my way."

No more than a minute later, Josaline appeared out of nowhere.

"Well?" she said impatiently. "What's wrong with him?"

"Look at this!" the man replied. He sounded angry. Then, for some reason, he punched the boy hard in the stomach. The boy yelped in pain and clutched his stomach. He seemed really hurt.

"See!" yelled the man triumphantly. "He can feel pain!"