Silence...
Darkness...
Fear is all around me...
I have no fricken idea where I am. I have no fricken idea who I am. I cant remember anything. I'm lying in a sort of cage going up. Faster faster I panic, i have no idea whats going on.
I scream, and shout as loud as I can. I am freaking out, and getting really hot in this bloody cage. Faster and faster the cage is going up. I fall back and hit my hand against something sharp. Thick, crimson blood appears everywhere.
Then it stops with a mad jolt.
Brightness engolfs the cage.
Someone opens the top of the cage, and I see a lot of young teenage boys. Around the ages 13-18, they are all staring at me like I'm something they have never seen before. I gasp, and wince as the pain in my hand is getting worse, and worse. Before I blackout I see someone jump down into the cage, and speak faintly. My mind then goes blurry, and so does everything else.
.
..I awake in a dusty hot room. My hand stings painfully as I try to sit up, and I cry out in pain. A boy is standing over me with a cloth in his hand dabbing it on my forehand. He is the same one who jumped into the cage. His is tall with gorgeous short, blonde hair, and a square jaw. 'Ow!', I cry groaning and clutch my hand. 'Hey, its okay,' they boy said while taking my hand, and wrapping a bandage around it. 'Your all better now, my name is Newt.'
'Where am I?', I ask staing around to observe my surroundings. 'In the imfirmary,' Newt said 'you can up in a bad condition.' His hazel eyes seemed to stare right into mine. 'W-what do you meen?' my eyes were getting foggy, and then I blacked out.
