The rounded glass cover on the stasis pod snapped open with a loud hiss. Light flooded the dark pod, hurting the occupant's eyes. She sat up, unsure of her surroundings. Unsure of how she got to this place. Unsure of who she was. She looked around, trying to see if she could remember anything. She was in a small, enclosed glass box. The floor was checkered tile, cut off by a glass wall about four feet away from her. The glass wall ran from the floor to the eggshell colored ceiling. A single light protruded from it, casting a warm glow over her small cage. The only furnishings in the room with her were the pod she awoke from, a toilet, and a small table. Atop the table, a radio was playing a light, carefree tune, which was the opposite of how she felt at the moment. She got off of her pod and walked over to the table. Aside the radio was a mustard yellow coffee cup, and a clipboard. She picked up the clipboard and began to read it.
Test Subject #037
Name: Chell [Redacted]
So that's my name, Chell thought. She looked over the rest of the clipboard. On it was information about her height, weight, and an x-ray of her body. She put the clipboard down. How did I get here? She thought. Where exactly is here? Where is everyone? The questions consumed her mind so much that she didn't notice the small glass box she was in begin to move up. As she began her ascent, a pale white glow began to wash over Chell. With a sudden decisiveness, she decided that no matter what, she would speak to nobody in this place until she got some answers.
If there is anybody in this place, she thought.
And then a voice began to speak.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is an unfinished story I wrote for NaNoWriMo but I abandoned. I don't intend on continuing it unless someone wants me to. I just thought I should post it here. The chapters are short and in my opinion, bad, so be warned.