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Part 6 *~*~*~*~* (Sorry it's so long. But I like this chapter!) We both froze still together. I slowly broke away from Peeta and looking into his eyes, it was like a signal I guess.
The room was a dark blue grey kind of colour and I was sat alone in the corner on a cold hard surface floor. It felt damp, I began to shiver and was suffering from confusion.
Hey guys, Chapter 8 is here. Enjoy and repost. Oh and I hope you had a happy Halloween. Chapter 8 I woke on a hard, concrete floor. It was hot, way too hot, and the room was lit by red lights.
The gates opened with the usual sound of rust an hour later. He walked in. A cold hand grasped mine, and remembering Alek's plan I released my lies, (or should I say drama).
Chapter 7 I eventually fall asleep on a not-very-comfortable wooden bed. When I wake up, Eve is already there, watching me, fascinated by the way I sleep. I yawn, and get up.
Chapter 6 I wake up, in a dark box, lying flat on my back.
Chapter 5 'Bernard' picks up my see-through box, and takes me to the 'Examination Room'. It's a large room with loads of shelves, all the up to the ceiling.
Chapter 4 It's that woman again, the one that captured me. I can sense her behind me, petite, but oozing power and wealth. This is obviously someone who ALWAYS gets her own way.
I stumbled through the door. It was dark inside and my hands were no longer chained but I heard the click of the lock behind me. "Lampton" I whispered, crawling forward on my hands and knees.
Part 4 (Finally had some time) Just cooperate those words rang in Kits head. She was in an office or study, a room Kit had never been in. This must be the room that had been locked.
I'm in a dark room. the walls are a dark gray, and the floor is concrete. There are two mats on the floor, the kind you find in a gym.
Part 3 Just to let you know, this is set directly after the events of the first two parts... ~Elle~ "Results?" "Negative.
Two months had passed. The crowds had died down a little. We were more of a sideshow.
Prowl. Restless. Want to run. Hide. Darkness. There's no sun. Ears. Twitching. People crowd. Roar. Angry. It's too loud. Prod. Poking. Confused and weak. Growl. Softly. Need to speak. Child. Laughing.
I was tossed into a green metal box, the floor was covered with straw, and the metal was covered in tiny little drilled holes. I growled slightly before I was injected with a dart that put me to...
Chapter 2 "I sure as hell hoped I didn't," I grumbled masking my rising fear. Since he was on my back did that mean Greg was dead?And how am I gonna get out of this.
Been a while sorry. Part 3 Kit's eyes fluttered open. She was laying on the bed in her room sunlight streaming through the window.
Chapter 3 I automatically close up into a ball, my grey skin and mossy hair making me look like a small stone. I open one eye. The light is so bright.
I sat on the bed. And stared. At the wall. At the ceiling. At the floor. Behind me, my tail moved, twitching, thumping against the ground. I lifted a hand to my face and nibbled a fingernail. Bored.
Chapter 2 Walls. I shudder once more. Walls. A bleak word, meaning nothing. A HUMAN word. Therefore an evil word. Forbidden. Unspoken. Walls. That's why the floor is so clean.
It was cold - mercilessly cold - inside the tank. My bare flesh was spotted with goosebumps and my tail flickered and shook in the water.
I can't move my arms, Or any or my limbs. The only thing that's not restricted. Is my head and it's feature things. My eyes can still move, My lips can still speak.
- I haven't written fiction in a while, forgive me my rustiness. - It was dark inside the facility. Neon lights blinked sharply overhead, yet somehow the place still exuded darkness.
I was woken up by my own scream. A cold sweat trickled down my neck and forehead, and my heat was beating at a dangerous pace.