Thomas: As you are freaking out currently about where you are and how you only remember your name, the box-thingy you are in starts to move upwards with the rusted chains rubbing against the machinery. It stops abruptly when as if on cue, doors open with a whole bunch of light meeting you, allowing you to see a bunch of teenage looking guys as one comes forward with dark hair and dark brown eyes. He helps you up and out of the box. "Hey greenie," he says. "My name is Thomas."
A/N: Hey let me know in the comments what other characters I should do and wow I describe a whole lot.
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