Chapter four:
Clarke
When I woke up, Bellamy was sitting in the chair by the bed, reading. Déjà vu. Have I seen that before? Before I came here?
"You're awake," Bellamy said pulling me out of my thoughts.
"I have questions," I said.
"Ask away. I might not know the answer though," he told me.
"What is a Wonder? Am I a Wonder? Who are the men in the white suites? In my memory, why were there dead bodied in the street? Why do people call me Princess? Why did the flowers talk? Why did they want to take me to the queen? What is with the colors in this place? Why was the rabbit wearing a top hat? Why was the caterpillar smoking? Why did the caterpillar have an umbrella? Why did it rain chocolate milk? What is in the bodies of water? How many people are here? Where is here? Why do I know you, yet not know you?" I asked.
"Ummm okay. I have no idea what a wonder is so I can't tell you if you are one, but if you figure it out I want to know. Everyone here lost their memories of the outside world, so I don't know about men in white suits or bodies in the streets. I call you Princess because of the way you hold yourself. It's very princess like. I have no idea why the flowers can talk. The flowers want to take everyone to the queen. I don't know why the colors are messed up. I don't know about the rabbit or caterpillar either. It rains every drink imaginable. What the bodies of water have in them depends. They are all different. There are almost 100 people in this camp. I have no idea home many people are in Wonderland. We are in Wonderland. I do not have an answer to that last one, but I know what you are saying. I know you, but I don't know who you are or where I know you from. Now I have a question. How much do you remember from before Wonderland?" Bellamy said.
"Not much. I just had a flashback of my father's execution when you called me Princess. I think that is what he used to call me," I said.
"I'm sorry about your dad," Bellamy said.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said, "Do you want some food?"
"Sure," I said happily. I wasn't sure when the last time I eat was. Bellamy left for a few minutes and came back with odd colored food. While we ate I told him about my one memory in as much detail as I could. He told me everything he knew about Wonderland, which wasn't a lot. The colors are off. The animals are weird. He was the first one here. A person a week showed up for the next five years. Everything here is edible. There are people here. The camp calls them Grounders. It's a good idea to stay away from them. This is kind of fun. Maybe Wonderland won't be so bad.