**Clarke**
"Do you know where you are?" The person next to me asks.
I feel like I can't control my mind, like I'm here but not actually here. I can see I'm in a white room attached to some weird machine. Every few minutes it beeps, I have no idea why. It feels as if my mind has gone completely blank.
"No." I tell them, because that's true, I don't know where the hell I am. Obviously, I'm terrified. Shaking inside. Weirdly, my body doesn't show it, all it's doing is sitting there. Not blinking, barely breathing. Nothing.
The same man asks me another question. "Do you know who you are?"
And I do know who I am, I'm Clarke Griffin. Sadly, I don't think my body knows because it replies. "No."
They move around and grab my hands, I try shaking them off but my hands don't move. As if I'm not controlling them.
"No!" I shout but they don't seem to notice, I repeat myself but they act like I'm not even there. "No." My soft voice whispers. Metal handcuffs lock around my hands, the edges digging into my skin.
"Take her to unit 52." A man in black uniform says. The word suddenly reaches my mind. Mountain Men. Another man nods, he pulls my hands and I reluctantly follow. Along the long corridors, everything is white and bright. I have to wince to stop myself from being blinded. My eyes follow each door window, spying to see whoever is in unlucky enough to be here. I see some people that I don't know, they're probably some of the 100 I never talked too, or noticed. I'm praying to see the face that will make this all better, the face that I love. Bellamy. Sadly, I can't seem to spot him. But I do see Monty, I do a double take to make sure I'm not seeing things, I'm shouting and screaming his name but he doesn't seem to react. Neither does my body, my body just keeps moving forward. Ignoring my orders. Monty just stares at me blankly, as if I'm not even there. I have no idea what's happening and I'm so frightened. I get a glimpse of myself as we pass a mirror, my face is neutral and has no expression. All the cuts and bruises have disappeared from my face. For once my hair is brushed and straight. I try imagining this as a dream and that I'm actually unconscious on the earth floor, lying next to Bellamy and the dead grounders, not stuck wherever I am and not being able to control my body. Maybe they did something to me. Something that I have to fix, but how?
They take me into this room, where they connect me to these wires. Each one pricks me and sends a dribble of blood down my arm. My breath quickens, but my bodies steadies. As if it knows what's happening, I hope it does because I sure as hell don't.
"Prisoner 98. Do not worry, this will only be painful for a few hours." The doctor tells me.
Prisoner 98? Meaning that two of the 100 aren't here, aren't alive. And I have a horrible feeling that it's Bellamy and Finn.
'Don't! Don't put that in me!' I scream, trying as hard as I can to not let him touch me. But my body isn't trying to do anything to help me, it's like it's on their side. As all she does is sit there quietly, not moving an inch. I try to stop my eyes from closing but my effort level is lowering, my eyelids fall and everything is black.
"What happened?" I jerk awake from blackness.
I wasn't expecting anyone to answer me but someone actually does. "You blacked out."
"Wait, you can hear me?" I ask, just to make sure he's not talking to anyone else, but there is only us in the room.
"Of course I can hear you dumbass." He replies.
I smile shortly, I move my body and it actually moves with me. One by one, I move my joints. So shocked, confused and worried. Then I realize I'm still in reality. I look back to the guard, I try to make my eyes puzzle him into telling me some secrets.
"What are you doing?" He asks, his left eyebrow cocked.
"Nothing." I tell him, leaning back, the cold wall sending shivers down my spine.
"You want some food?"
"I'm not hungry." I reply, closing my eyes and pretending to be asleep so he'll leave me alone.
"Fine." He gives in and stands up and is about to leave when I stop him.
"What are they doing to me?" I ask sadly.
He looks at me sorrowfully which I know means that whatever they're doing, it's not good. He sits down next to me. "You came from the sky, am I correct?"
"Yeah, yeah you are." I exclaim.
"They are fascinated by that. That's why every single one of you are in here." He tells me, but I can tell he's lying.
"I still don't understand, what are you doing to me? Where am I?"
He gets up and is about to exit the door when he stops. "You're on Mount Weather Quarantine Ward and you're our test subject." Then he disappears. Leaving me full of questions.