Waking up in a white room that smells of antiseptic's, you would have assumed it was a hospital. What could suck worst then waking up in a hospital and not knowing the reason you're in there? How about waking up and realizing it's not a hospital.
The room I awoke in was pure white. There are surgical instruments all over on metal tables. Straight across the room is a giant mirror. I'm assuming is a two way.
Trying to rack my brain I cant think of why I'm here or who would be watching me. Then again I couldn't think of much about me at all. That had to be the worst part. Not knowing where I was or why I was there was pretty damn scary. But not even knowing my name is frightening.
It's funny. In life, everyone wants to forget something. Its when you can't remember anything important, that you'd kill to know something. Anything. Pizza, now that I remembered. I remembered Hershey chocolate bars. I remembered cell phone and computers. I didn't remember my cell phone number or any id or log-ins. I didn't remember anyones names and I couldn't recall anyones faces. No loved ones or friends. All I could think was what is wrong with me?
Every time I tried to recall something specific about me or someone I might know my mind became fuzzy. I did know one thing thought. Something was not right. And I don't mean just not remembering anything. This room was not right. Looking straight up at the ceiling and all I could see was it rippling. Like waves in the ocean. If I could trust what little I remembered, ceilings should not move.
Something just wasn't right. It wasn't just what my mind was telling me. I could feel it. It was a shimmer-y feeling. Like something crawling on me. My skin felt like it was moving. I knew I had to get out of this room. I knew if I didn't I wouldn't be around much longer.
I slowly sat up in the hospital type gurney. I was yanked back by wires attached to m head. They seemed to be running an EEG or something on me. The wires were attached to a weird type of machine. I tore the wires off my head and quickly stood up. I walked over to the two way mirror to check out my appearance. I was shocked to find myself fully clothed in a black t-shirt and a pair of jeans. A bit tattered and beat up but was way better then the hospital gown I had been expecting. The ones that barley cover anything important so there kind of pointless. My hair was black and straight. It was a decent length, that reached the middle of my back. My eyes were startling to see. They almost glowed a purple color. The kind you'd expect to see caused by contacts. But that wasn't the case. My mouth was set in a grim line while I studied my features.
My face should hav looked familiar. It should be second nature to recognize my reflection. Nothing looked familiar though. Gingerly I reached up to touch my hair. Almost afraid my image would change if I disturbed it. I ran my fingers threw the silky tresses and nothing happened. I let out a breath I hadn't realized I had been holding. Still I knew something wasn't right.
I heard a click sound just then. I jumped and looked around. The door to the hall way stood slightly ajar. I slowly crept over to it and peeked out into the hallway. More then half the lights were out and the few that were on kept flickering. I was in a long hallway with about eleven other doors that all stood ajar except the two at the end. It looked like a horror movie scene.
What had I gotten myself into? Closer examination of the doors told me this was some kind of hospital or science lab. Both of which would be kind of scary. There were folders on the walls next to each door. Mine was conveniently missing. Was I not soupost to be here? I wasn't wearing a hospital gown and there was no id bracelet. I remember thinking this could all just be some mistake.
If that were true though, why would my gut have been telling me to run? Run as far and as fast as I can. So run I did. I took off down the hall but stopped short of the door labeled emergency exit. It had all the signs pointing to it. It looked just like an exit should. It just didn't feel right.
The door across from it however had a current of air coming in from the bottom. A loud crash at the other end of the hall caught my atechine. Three very large men came running at me. I only had a moment to decide which door to choose.
I chose the right door because as soon as I cleared the door way I was hit with cold air. It made me shiver but I didn't stop running. I was still being pursued. I found myself taking in my surroundings. I was in a warehouse district. All the buildings seemed abanded. Calling out for help obviously wasn't an option.
A car came screeching to a stop a few blocks up from where I was. My running faltered for a moment. Fear gripped my heart. The car door was flung wide open. A deep masculine voice yelled to me. "Keira, get that ass moving!!" So I did.
