I woke up and felt nothing, absolutely nothing. The sensation in my feet, hands, and face... all gone. I looked around and saw a ton of people dressed in white lab coats staring at me in 'awe'.
"Where am I?"
Mumbles started to grow in the crowed.
I looked around to see if I recognized anyone, no one. Now that I think about it I don't even think I remember my own name.
Jane?
Rebecca?
Victoria?
No, none of these rang a bell.
I started to feel anxious so I tried moving. It was hard to know if I was because I couldn't feel anything. There were sounds of struggle but I didn't know where they were coming from until I looked down, I was strapped to a chair.
I quickly looked up wondering why I didn't hear the lab coats mumbling anymore.
They were staring at me and then jotting things down inside of their little note pads.
"whats going on?!" I asked them.
no answer.
"WHY AM I HERE?!" I tried again.
Still no reply.
I tried rocking the chair back and forth, but it wasn't budging, the feet of the chair were bolted into the floor.
"WHY ARE Y'ALL JUST STANDING THERE?!, HELP ME!"
More staring. More writing.
"HELP!!!"
Why aren't they listening to me? Can they even hear me? Am I even speaking?
I couldn't take it anymore. why was I here? where is here? who am I?
My vision started to become blurry.
I dropped my head down and noticed that the shirt I was wearing had droplets of water on it causing my white clothes to turn grey.
I was crying..... I was crying and I couldn't feel it.......Why I couldn't feel it?.....
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.