Chapter 2

It was raining. I sat on a swing and I was crying. The rain was drenching me and I was cold.
"I hate you!" I shouted over and over again.

A figure approached me and I suddenly became frightened and angry at the same time. I got off the swing and backed away.
"I hate you! Go away!"
"Come. Everything will be ok." The figure spoke.
"No!" I yelled. "Leave me alone!"

A bang on the door brought me back to reality.
Several people came in and held me at gunpoint while one placed a tray of food and water on the floor. Then they all quickly left.

It's been at least 6 days and I'm already going insane. My memory hasn't recovered yet but I still get images and little flashbacks on whom I once was.

I crawled over to my tray of food. Today was just bread and scrapes of cooked chicken.

I sighed and pushed the tray of food away. Why even bother feeding me when they wanted to kill me in the first place?

I crossed my arms and stuck out my tongue at the tray of food.

After awhile I got up and walked over to the door and heard someone snoring and someone else mumbling some nonsense, on the edge of consciousness.
I tried turning the handle a few times. Of course it's not going to open even though I was a bit disappointed when it didn't. I groaned.

A loud crash corrupted my train of thought.
"Quick get your weapons! Go, go, go!"

I heard people running and screaming.
I ran to the furthest part of the room, making sure not to touch the walls again, and covered my ears.

"They're ambushing us! Quick! Kill the girl! There after her!"
The door swung open and I froze immediately. They're going to kill me! I want to run! I have to run! But...But I can't!

Someone approached me and pointed the gun at my head
I closed my eyes and clenched my fists. The tears were already spilling over.

But then I felt something cover my eyes.
"Why do you do this to me?"

Then suddenly something hard and cold hit my lips. My mind went into shock and I instantly froze.

"Take the elevator to the 7th floor then go to your first hallway to your right. After 5 doors down you should come to a kitchen and when you do go to the pantry and pull up on the floor. There should be a staircase going down. That's your way out." He whispered in my ear after our lips broke apart.

I just sat there like an idiot, not knowing what to say or do.

Whatever was covering my eyes lingered along the side of my face then left.
My eyes opened slowly due to shock. I tried to focus my eyes to see who was leaving.

"Crow! Did you kill her? The upper ranks can't hold them off any longer!"
"No, she wasn't there. She must've escaped."
"What?! That dirty little-"
"Let's retreat."

Crow? Crow...The name made me smile.

After a moment of silence I got up and wobbled towards the open door.

I slowly walked out of my cell and noticed I was in a large underground room.

What is this place?

I stepped out further and landed in a puddle. I looked down then all around me. I couldn't stop my involuntary reaction. Though I was surprise I could even puke up anything considering the fact that my stomach was empty.

There were broken bodies strewn all over the place and splatters of fresh blood everywhere.

I heard a frustrated moan and saw 2 figures walking towards me.

I quickly crawled over and hid behind a large object. Looked like some piece of wood.

"I thought he said she would be here?"
"We killed everyone here and still no sign of her. Maybe she escaped on her own."
"Damn, bastards! How dare they take our queen!"

I heard someone spit then footsteps fading.

I was glued to the spot. I wouldn't move, but I knew I had to or else my life would be in even more danger.
I rolled over to get on all fours and stopped when rocks crackled beneath me.
The sound echoed of the walls, but that was all.

I hesitated to move again but eventually had to when my body started to ache.

I tried to be as quiet as I could when I got to my feet again.
I steadied myself and took in a big breath.

I ran to the only light shining through an opening up ahead, ignoring all the noise I was making and the sharp stabs in my bare feet.

I scurried up the steps and launched myself at the bright opening.