Chapter 2

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I wake up. My head hurts and my lungs burn, although I don't understand why. I don't wake up in the room I "fell asleep" in. But rather the room I waited in before. I don't know where I am, or how long I've been in here for. I look around the room. Nothing is really here, there's a window at the very top of the left side of the wall. On the right side there is a mirror.
I walk over to the mirror to see how I look. My light blue eyes look darker then before. My hair, is the same colour: brown. But something is different. i realize now. they cut my hair, but why? I start to panic. What are they Going to do with me? I think to myself.
I stare at my reflection, i look Exhausted, tired, overwhelmed, but worst of all I look scared. The number one thing I said I would never show and always hide, fear. It's how they figure us out, the breaking point. And I can't have that. Not here.
I need to escape, I think to myself. I start to panic shaking even more, I try to find my way out. I look around but there's nothing I can do. My hands start shaking and my breaths are no longer steady.

I lean up against the wall, trying to calm myself down, when I hear a sound. Someone is screaming. It's coming out of the intercom outside my room. A female, I can't tell the age but I know she's in pain. Her screams echo through the halls and rooms. Those piercing screams I'm hearing, will soon be coming from me. I know it.
I hear a loud thud and the screams stop. I know what happened, and I panic even more. At some point my body slides down the wall slowly, and I sit down. My head between my knees, I close my eyes, and try to let the silence sooth me.

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I don't know how long I've been in this room for. Hours, days, what are my parents doing or my friends. Do they know I'm missing. I don't need to worry about that right now. I need to focus on trying to figure out a way to get out. Every second I'm in here, every hour, I wonder even more what will become of me. I look at the window. Too high up and too small to escape. But I could look through it. I move my small tattered bed to the side with the window. I quickly stand on the bed and try and look out. What I see shocks me. It's not a window. No natural light. It's In fact just a light bulb. But then how would i not be able to notice.I take a closer look. I notice something stranger. The corner of the "window" is a small camera looking object.
I try to look closer at it, but a loud thud at my door distracts me. I immediately jump off of the bed and sit on the floor. A man comes in with a metal platter, carrying food. I stare at him. They've kidnapped me, drugged me, and they want me to eat the food that they put on a plate before me. I look at what is on the plate; an apple, water and some sort of dessert type food. I'm starving but I refuse to eat, not what they give me here. I turn my head not having the courage to speak. He says nothing but bends over and puts the metal platter on the floor and leaves. I listen outside my door. I hear chains, and a loud metal latch being shut its then that I realize that I am fully locked in this room. No windows, no possible exits. No escaping.

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