It is pitch black.
I am so cold that my body is numb.
I am trapped.
I can't move, breathe.
My lungs are trying desperately to move in my chest, but there isn't any air. I can't breathe in. I can't open my mouth. My head is spinning.
Am I going to die?
I want to get out. I need to get out.
I'm not ready to die.
I feel like I'm drowning.
I flop forward to the ground. My limp body hits the cold metal floor. I don't hear a sound. The air burns my lungs as I gasp for air. My skin feels as though it's on fire, yet I feel a sense of relieve. That soon fades away; each never in my body is screaming out in pain. The room is spinning, it feels like I could fall off the floor. Am I going to be sick?
I force my heavy eyes open. It's dark, but not black. I am face down on the steel floor. I feel my self-fading and yearning for sleep. If I let myself…
Will I ever wake up? I want to sleep, but can I risk it?
No.
I catch my breath, slowly. I push my limp body up from the ground and pain floods in. Somehow I have manged to get myself into a sitting position. I am stuck. Paralysed by the pain. I just sit, breathing slowly. That's about all I can manage.
After some time passes, I lift my head up just enough to look to the left. The hallway goes on for ever and it is filled with metal lockers, just like my locker. A ringing sound starts to develop, its low at 1st. My head is pounding. It only just occurs to me that I couldn't hear anything before. My hands are sore. My boy hurts. I want someone to save me. Where is my master? Any Jedi, I would even take Ferus at this point. Anyone?
Slowly I shift my head to the right, there is a light at the end of the hall. I need to get there. I need to get outside. The ringing gets louder, I begin to make out words, "…system, ring ring"
I need to get up. I shift my body, slowly, and place my hand on the side of the open metal locker. The same one that I had collapsed out of.
"warning… ring ring"
I use the locker to support me. I slowly stand up. Every motion I make causes my nerves to fire out sharp signal full of rage telling me to stop, my body needs to stop. I can't. My stomach churns.
"ring ring… warning system failure"
What is happening? I need to get out of here. I slowly move towards the light, each step is agony. I need to use the wall of lockers to help me stand. I feel my mouth getting less dry. I feel a tingling in my throat. My stomach contracts. I retch forward. Nothing comes out. I feel tears in my eyes. I keep moving, each step gets easier, as I build up a rhythm.
I want to see her again. I want to see Padme again. I want to kiss her. I can't stop, but I can't go on.
I am at the end of the hallway now. There is a lift that appears to be out of service. A staircases that go on for ever. Nearby is a sign listing: plant room level 1, jail cells level 2 - 6, medical chamber level 7, carbon freezing level 8 - 9, carbonite storage level 10 - 60, mess hall level 62, conference room level 78, hanger level 103…
Where am I? When am I? Was I?
What level am I on? I don't think I can make it. Is someone coming for me? How long have I been missing for? Kenobi must be coming soon. He must know I'm missing. I have to keep going, my master will be disappointed, if I don't. I start walking up the steps towards the hanger. With each step my body aches. I want to cry out in pain, but I am worried that I'm not alone.
Where is everyone?
After a few steps, I almost fall. I catch myself. I shriek out in pain, as I pull myself up using the banister. Did anyone hear me? What floor am I on? I can't take one more step, but I do. If I stop I won't be-able to carry on…
I take it one step at a time. It feels as though hours have passed, the pain comes in waves. Sweat is dripping down my forehead. Will I ever reach the hanger?
My master has given up so much to train me. I can't let him down, not now. If I stop, rest, even just for a moment, I won't be-able to start again. Will I die? Is anyone coming to help me?
I am alone.
Steadily, I keep making my way up the steps, one by one. I feel the need to stop and sit down. I can't shake the feeling that if I stop I will die. The weight of universe is on my shoulders. How can I, the chosen one give up because of a little pain. The galaxy needs me to save them. I can't give up, not now, not ever. No matter how much it hurts I can't let them down.
Not like how I let my mother down, I made a promise to her when I was 9. I'm almost 16. Its been to long, but its a promise that I intend to fulfil; I need to go back to the Jedi order and become a Jedi knight Knight. Then I can save my mother, free her.