Chapter 3
I opened my eyes and stretched. Or tried to at least- when I did, my back hit plastic.
Shit.
My eyes were still blurry from sleep. I shook them, and looked out. I saw… white and silver.
Crap.
There was white walls, white tiles on the chemical-smelling floors, white countertops and white cabinets, white florescent lights on a white popcorn ceiling, etc. Silver metal locks on silver metal bars of silver cage that I was in, silver sink, silver metal doorknob, you get the idea.
"Where am I?" I asked to nobody in particular.
"The School, Max. You're at the School," answered the quiet voice of a little blue-eyed, dirty girl with lifeless blond curls.
"Angel? Oh Angel, are you alright? Where is everyone else?" I asked, relieved to find out that she was okay.
"I'm fine. Iggy and Nudge didn't get caught. They have Total. Gazzy was taken for testing about 20 minutes ago. And Fang, Fang has been…" she paused and whispered almost silently, her bottom lip quivering, "terminated." At that word, she burst into tears.
"What? No, not Fang. Oh God, no," I whispered.