Rose was the first to awaken (remember she was abducted a few chapters
back). She sat up expecting to see the beautiful woodland clearing basking
in the morning light. Instead she saw blue walls (A/N: Like those of an
insane asylum. Our school has recently been painted that way- pretty
scary.), large white curtains billowing in some unseen wind, and three
other white sheeted beds with people in them. Other than that the
commodious (A/N: nice vocab Dancer! It means spacious) room was entirely
empty. Rose did the only thing that seemed natural at the time- she
screamed. It was then that the other three awoke suddenly and joined in
adding their voices to the harmony. Four people rushed into the room and
burst into laughter upon seeing that nothing was wrong.
"We thought you'd never wake up!" giggled a pretty blonde haired
girl.
The only boy among the group chuckled at the startled faces and wide eyes.
"Don't look at us like that. We're the normal ones around here."
Malek, always the studious type, piped up. "What do you mean, 'here.'
Where is here?"
"Our world," replied a redhead with a book under her arm. "The afterlife."
She gave off the intense impression of someone not often wrong. She had
distinctive feeling of a brewing storm, of waves showering a shore, and of
a lecturer. "We called you here because we need you to help us."
The tall black girl corrected her with a grin. "No, we want them to help
themselves and their own world. We were just getting bored and pitied you
guys."
The redhead fumed at being corrected and gave a practiced glare to the four
in beds as if warning them not to do the same. Then the blonde clapped her
hands and four trays floated from the ceiling down to the beds. "Refresh
yourselves. Then we'll explain things." All four turned towards the door.
"Wait," cried Rose. "We don't even know your names."
"Oh! I'm Sandry," said the blonde.
"I'm Tris," said the redhead and gestured to the third girl. "This is
Daja."
"I'm Briar," said the boy with a grin as he slammed the door leaving all in
the ward alone once more.
A/N: We're sorry about the lack of author's notes. The next chapter will be chock full of sarcastic comments. We just want to get things moving with the whole plot thing. Yes, believe it or not, one exists. Just like He existed, something beyond perfection, almost dreamlike. Sorry it was so long to get updated, but then again we are the artists, and we don't make our works for the mass enjoyment. We make them for the sake of art. And as an added bonus we get to put all grammatical errors down as creativity. In fact, we may never spell anything correctly again! What fun!
A/N: We're sorry about the lack of author's notes. The next chapter will be chock full of sarcastic comments. We just want to get things moving with the whole plot thing. Yes, believe it or not, one exists. Just like He existed, something beyond perfection, almost dreamlike. Sorry it was so long to get updated, but then again we are the artists, and we don't make our works for the mass enjoyment. We make them for the sake of art. And as an added bonus we get to put all grammatical errors down as creativity. In fact, we may never spell anything correctly again! What fun!
