The only sound in the room was the slow, steady beepin goh the heart moniter. Every now and then, it was gradually get faster, but then, would resume its steady pase. The girl connected to it, stirred as it began to beep faster and faster, the memorier of her life haunting her in her sleep.
She walked down a dark, silent road and came across her usual meeting point. She made sure to look behind herself every so often, to make sure her mother was not following her. She had to sneek out at night, to see her boyfriend. The street looked abandoned, all the occupants of the road having fled 2 weeks before hand. Police sirens wailed in the distance. It was probably another shooting, or bomb scare. That was the problem living in Northern Ireland; all the conflict. The troubles had started off again, the year before and this girls life was destroyed. Being a different religion to the love of her life had caused them to be split appart by their parents. Suddenly, there was a van beside the girl. It startled her so much, she started screaming.
The girl awoke, screaming, trying to forget the dream that haunted her ever since she could think again, which was not that long ago. She opened her eyes, to be blinded by a bright flouresent light above her. She blinked a couple of times, adjusting her vision. She was in a room, that resembled a hospital room, with big wide windows, that were covered by cream blinds. There was also somene in the room with her. A person clad in black. Holding a gun.
She started to scream again. Then, the door burst open, with more people in black, rushing into the room checking for imediate threats. After realising that there was no danger, the started to clear out. However, 3 of them remained in the room. A man in a blue lab coat entered the room. He looked old, with brown hair, that was starting to grey. He carried a clip board. He was followed by more people. Some were in blue, 2 were dressed in black adn white, and 4 were covered from head to toe in grey.
"Ah, you are awake," the man said. The girl stopped screaming, and just stared at these strange people.
"Get away from me!" the girl screamed, frightened that they were her new tormenters. The group of people backed away, appart from the man with the clip board.
"Its okay, calm down. We arn't going to hurt you."
"Where am I?" The girl screamed, her accent becoming more clear and defined. It was extreemly different from hers.
"You are in the city of Chicago, in the Eriudite hospital. We found you beyond the city's fence. You wandered form the outter boarder into the Amity farms and when people were sent to help you, you ran."
"Wait, I'm in Chicago? How the fuck can I be in Chicago? Its on the other side of the world! Don't lie to me! Why are you lying?" She screamed. The man began to reply but was cut off but the girls trembling voice.
"No! No! They said I was still in Ireland, I was still home! No! Why are you lying?"
"We are not lying child. Do you have a name?" A man in grey clothes said, trying to calm her down, by asking a question, not trying to overload her with information.
"Courtney."