(???'s POV)
I woke up after who knows how long to find myself in a room. The room reminded me of a jail cell. If anything, it was just that, a jail cell. I got up from the bed I was lying on and wandered around in this cell, confused.
Where am I? What is this place? How did I get here?
I ask myself these questions over and over again, hoping that I would have an answer or remember something, but it didn't work. I was clueless.
I didn't really have an idea as to what to do so I decided to go back to sleep and wait for something to happen. Some time goes by and I wake up to the sound of yelling. I get out of bed and head towards the door. I look to see a guard yelling at the prisoners to get up and hitting those who refuse to wake up. I see another guard trying to stop them?
That's weird, but I'm not going to question it.
Eventually, the guards get to my door and open it. The first guard who was previously yelling at the prisoners was a tall-ish female. She had pink hair with a green fade in the middle. She had red eyes and was wearing glasses. It seemed as though she had no emotions when looking at her face. The guard beside her was also a female but was shorter than her. Hell, she was shorter than me!
She had black hair with a strand of it being magenta. Her eyes were chocolate brown, and she was also wearing glasses like the girl beside her. She had a magenta heart on one of her cheeks, probably a tattoo. She also seemed seemed caring...? That's not something I would expect many people, especially a guard to appear like.
They tell me to head to the cafeteria to go and get some breakfast.
Like I know where to go.
I make my way to the cafeteria even though I had no idea where I was going.
I eventually make my way there to see many, many prisoners and many guards. Out of all of the prisoners and guards here, only one prisoner, along with a guard, caught my attention.
Were they feeding the prisoner?
I walk over to them. Both the guard and prisoner look up at me. The guard then spoke.
"The hell do you want?"
"To talk."
"To who exactly?"
"The prisoner."
"I'll let you talk to him if you agree to feed him."
It was a weird request, but I accepted. The guard handed me the spoon and left. The prisoner stared at me, and I stared back. The prisoner was a male. He had brown hair, green eyes and was also wearing glasses.
Jeez, just how many people here have glasses?
Maybe it was my eyes playing tricks on me, but it looked like he had bandages wrapped around his neck.
"So... You wanted to talk to me?" He spoke all of a sudden and startled me.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. I wanted to talk to you."
"Okay...? I guess...?"
We then sat there in silence. I was staring at him while he was looking away. It was starting to get awkward, so I tried to strike up a conversation.
"So... Why are you here?"
[Male's P.O.V]
What kind of question is that?! Who asks that to someone?! What do I even say to that?
"Um... Well you see..."
