The Chase

White Walls

Light was shining bright illuminating the room as she came to her senses. Blinking her eyes she she sat up on her bed.

White walls. White ceiling. White floor. White, white, white, white... That's all there was. Surrounding her like a layer of snow in the winter.

A series of loud clanks had woken her up.

She squinted her eyes hoping to block away the blinding lights.But all her efforts were futile so with a groan she planted her feet to the ground and stood up.

The fact that she managed to sleep, with these lights and the hard-as-stone mattress ,still surprised her to no end.

Sighing she eyed the metal door situated to her left with bitter frustration. She couldn't wait to get hold of the person responsible for her's- and many others -captivation. Oh the things she'll do to that person.

It wasn't in her nature to be vindictive but she was running out of patience. To her it was starting to feel like fate had something against her. With how it as been treating her lately, she was bound to snap . But for now she was considered waiting for the lady from zombie land to come.

Surely soon she heard the familiar tell tale clank of metal upon metal and saw the huge piece of metal these people liked to call 'door' rising. She liked to call it Mr. Clank given that it made so many noises when it opened.

It was a bit out of her character to name things but she knew that to maintain her mental health she had to think out side the box even if it made HER seem mental.

Sighing again she straightened her spine she masked her face into that of seriousness , ready to face the blasted world.

The first thing she saw, and have been seeing for almost 20 days,was the tense and emotionless face of ′the lady from zombie land' .

It suits her well, she thought given that her face was usually,no not usually-always, a mask of coldness as if she was dead.

The calloused looking lady looked her down to up searching for anything unusual. Finding what she looking for she nodded at the slightly pudgy looking man dressed in the same white grabs as the lady minus the uncomfortable looking bun.He immediately started writing on his clip board .

Ignoring the pudgy male beside her the 'lady from zombie land ' stepped aside allowing her to continue her daily routine of making a line behind five or so people.

The lady continued her journey to the next door in order to retrieve another 'lucky' fellow.She pressed her thumb on the small finger pattern detector which emitted a beeping sound .And surely in under three minutes another person with same blank expressions as theirs had joined them. But unlike her, everyone's lack of expression were due to drugs and therefore more natural ,at least that's what she thought.

Finally after collecting twenty more people they were off towards the showering chambers. They would have to walk for five more minutes before they reached the end of the hallway where the lady would scan her finger again to open the doors.

The fingertip detectors reminded her of how expensive this whole place was.Living in a developing country ,she knew that having access to such a large facility was not something normal.Owning anything as large as this place was not normal anywhere. Which brought her back to her original and very much unanswered question.Who was responsible for all this?And why?

She getting her answers was very unlikely so she decided to squash her curiosity for now and search for anything new just like she has been doing for last ten days.But it was all futile as she didn't find anything significant.

All she found was multiple surveillance cameras and a few sets of doors used by the staff.She wanted to see what these doors were used for but for that she needed to escape the watchful eyes of the staff and she was still figuring out a way to divert the attention of the multiple nurses buzzing around them.

Besides that she needed help to get out of this place but hardly anyone here was in there senses. Their captor ,who ever this blasted person was,had the insight to drug all of them.Now that every one was out of it she had to do everything on her own.

Lost in her thoughts she didn't realize when they reached showering grounds. Releasing a long breath she made a move to grab the door handle.But someone beat her to it .

She bit back a gasp and looked up coming in contact with brilliant blue eyes ,widened by the same surprise as her's.And with joy she realized that it wasn't the beautiful colored eyes that rendered her speechless but rather their intensity and intelligence.

She never liked to be proven wrong but for once she was overjoyed by it. Because now she found someone like her.

Someone who was trying to break out just like her !