22 April 2012
My eyes bust open. The room was fuzzy. Strange men in white coats whispering excitedly.
I tried to remember what I was doing here. Why I had come here.
As the room came into focus, I became panicked. I didn't like it here, I tried to sit up not realizing I was tied down. What had I done? All I knew was that every instinct in my body told me to get out of here. I look round the room. One door - no way of know what was past it, where it might go. A window high up on the ceiling. It was possible to get to, but I doubted I was that strong.
A man looked down at me, I noted his features. Glasses, black hair, sharp jaw and dazzling blue eyes. That look over me with pride. He had a grin which he couldn't control.
Suddenly I became aware of what I was wearing, or what I wasn't. Naked. I was lying naked with a room full of men looking at me. Suddenly embarrassed, I spoke.
"May I have some cloths?" The men were taken aback, some chuckled and others just smiled. I was still tied down naked to some sort of bench.
After a minute or two, there was still no cloths. Getting angry at what ever game these men were playing, I torn the ropes that tied me down.
Instinct took over, I raced to the door. None of the men tried to stop me, in fact they moved out the way. Out of the door, racing down corridors making random lefts or rights. I hear shouts "find her" and hundreds of running feet. I pressed on, hoping not to meet them. I turned a corner to see about twenty men in armored suits coming towards me. Quickly changing direct I dashed through a set of doors. I realized I was fast they weren't catching me. Left. Right. Stop. A dead end. At the end of a corridor. I looked out of the window. I was two stories high. A jump like that would kill. Panic rose. What would these men do with me? Why did they even want me? The first of the armored men came round the corner. I looked at him, then out the window. He came closer. I wasn't staying here. I burst through the window.
Awake Part 1 • Opuss № I