I do not own Total Drama
Darkness. Just plain black. I was certain that I was awake, but I wanted to be asleep. The emptiness I was a true nightmare; away from my friends and loved ones. Away from my home. The pain struck my mind, but my body was numb.
Suddenly, a noise was made and a white light burnt my eyes. I clenched them shut. I then heard a noise.
"Get up!" a deep voice screamed.
My eyes reopened, but just barely. I could definitely see, though, a silhouette of a large, bulky man. He appeared strong and threatening, so I attempted to follow his orders.
I made an effort to get up from chair that I had sat in for an unknown period of time. I predicted that I was there for a while because my legs resisted motion.
The man was impatient and grabbed my arm with his mighty grip.
As I tried to catch up with the man's movement, the passage that he entered started to be etched out in my mind. A long hallway with white walls and a red carpet. There were many doors on both sides. The man who was forcing me down it had dark skin, wore a yellow shirt and a white apron. He was also wearing a white chef's hat.
My legs collapsed and the man dragged me along the floor like I'm no more than a sled going up a hill.
I was then pulled along through a set of double doors that led to a large room. This room was black all around but was properly lit with florescent lights. In the room were about thirty others who looked as miserable as I did.
The bulky threw me onto my feet.
"Move!"
I obliged and made my way over to the end of the crowd I never met any of them and I'm sure none of them knew me.
The dark man made his way to the front of the room.
"Welcome, my name is Chef. And you maggots have been selected from among thousands of applications to be interns in the upcoming season of Total Drama."
This confused me. I don't recall filling out an application and I only saw some episodes of said series.
"First thing's first. You!"
Chef pointed to a feeble man in the middle of the bunch. He then moved his mighty arm to his left and the wave included myself.
"All you to the left will come with me! Everyone else go into that room!"
The dark man then pointed to an adjacent room.
"You will wait there for Chris, who will give you further instructions."
I then remembered Chris McClean. One year earlier, his arrest was all over the news. They featured the island which lied in ruins. There were interviews by all the contestants of that season as well as environmental officials who talked of the damnation that the host has created. They also featured the mutated organisms that inhabited Wawanakwa. The fiasco went on for months including the trial. It was then decided that he would serve forty years for dumping. Total Drama was cancelled from what I heard. So to hear about it again left me in shock.
But there was no time for thought for Chef start to herd us like sheep into another set of double doors. This one led to a room with dark windows and benches. We were crammed into what minimal space we had and the doors shut.
I looked around at the different faces that were in my company. A man sat to my right. He had a fair complexion, short brown hair, and was wearing battered clothes.
"Hello?" I spoke hoarsely.
The man turned to me.
"Yeah?" he responded.
"Do you know where we're going?"
"I grew up watching Total Drama, so I think we're heading to the set."
Thinking about this experience made me wish I had seen this show more often so that I could understand what I was in for. But a lot of details right now were rather hazy.
"Did you...fill out the application?" I asked.
The man faced the window, never giving me a look.
"I don't think so."
I started to become nervous.
"Was I abducted? Did my parents give me away?"
A loud revving was heard and a bump resonated in the space. We were moving.