Project Cryogen

Chapter 1: Awake

I jolted up right assessing my surroundings, I am wearing a hospital like night gown but the rest of me is bare, my jet-black hair hangs down to my belly button in matted curls, the room I am in is all white, I appear to be in some sort of high tech building. There are multiple bodies, maybe thirty, both male and female, surrounding me in the same attire hooked up to beeping machines. I looked down to my arm to find an IV in the nook of my arm, flowing through it is a substance that is unknown to me. There are also little stickers attached to wires that are scattered around my body that are monitoring my vitals. Where am I?I ask myself, shutting my eyes, trying to recall my last memory.

I open my eyes looking around I am in my house holding my duffel bag, my mom is dragging me telling me to hurry or they will leave me behind, "I'm sorry honey but this is your only hope, you have to go with them," my mom said as she was pleading with me to get in to the army vehicle, "Just know that your father and I will always love you, and remember what we told you," I grabbed my head in attempt to sooth the throbbing, and now I am left with more questions than answers. What the hell happened to my parents, why were they sending me away, where did that vehicle take me, what day is it, and remember what?

My first instinct is to rip the IV out of my arm and get the hell out of dodge, but I couldn't bring myself to just abandon all these defenseless people. Before looking for an exit route, I look for something to use to defend myself with, and all I see is those rack things that the IV drips are connected to and advanced computers that were monitoring our vitals. Well I guess the IV rack will have to do. As I am tearing apart the IV stand I start looking for a way to snoop around without getting caught. Up in the corner there is video cameras watching my move so whoever is here is aware that I'm awake, so I need to move fast. Under the table holding up the wall of computers, there is a vent, it is my sweet ticket to answers.

I popped off the vent and crawled inside as quickly as I could, the light pattering of footsteps sent adrenaline coursing through my veins. I closed the vent behind me; I start to crawl forward through the creaky vent with the pipe, I need to find a security room or any room with people. One left... one right... another left... finally I am starting to hear muffled voices.

As I peeked through the holes in the vent I saw two guards dresses in army attire talking, "First we need to start closing all the outside vents and put the bunker on lock down. Second we need to find Skylar." Bunker? Why are we in a bunker?

"Yes sir, right away sir!" the guard replied before turning away to follow orders. I start making my way deeper into the ventilation system trying to find another room to spy on. I went straight for a few minutes before coming across another vent.

"We can't lose another one of the immune, they are too important to the survival of the human race," there was seven people sitting around a table, three men and four women, discussing the immune, which must be who I woke up with.

"Yes, loosing Connor was a mistake, we shouldn't have let him have his memories back, we need to find Skylar, she has the answers we need," replied one of the women. Well one question answered: I can't trust these people, they are obviously psychopaths! Well maybe leaving the other immuneisn't such a bad idea, if I can just get out and find this Connor they were talking about maybe he can help me get them out.

After contemplating my options for a few minutes, my conscious decided that if I left these people I would feel to guilty, so I had to stay and play dumb for long enough for the people here, I should really give them a name, to trust me. They could be called the bunker people, naaaa, how about mole people, yeah, I think I like that one. Mole people. I navigated my way back through the vents, popped the vent back off, and stumbled out.