Ok I solemnly swear I will not let this story die. My right hand is on my Bible or however you swear or whatever. But no in all seriousness there might be some time gaps between chapters cause work and all that keeps me busy but I promise this story won't die. It's too much fun writing and I love hearing what yall have to say! And thank you so much more reviewers would be great! I love feedback and all that good stuff. Now anyways, enough rambling, here's the next chapter(:

I woke up on the ground, and someone was holding my hand. I heard a voice that sounded a little fuzzy, and when I tried to move my head it pounded with a raging headache. And it was hot. So, so, so hot.

"Elsa?" I heard someone whisper softly close to my ear. I realized that it was Jack, and I could feel his breath on my neck, and it made me sort of half smile for some reason.

He squeezed my hand, and I felt myself squeezing back.

I opened my eyes slowly to see Jack's face smiling right above me. I blinked hard a couple of times against the harsh sunlight, and groggily tried to get up.

Seeing me struggle, Jack started to help. "No," I croaked out, pushing his hands away. But speaking made me cough, and I realized how dry my throat was.

"Water," I choked out. Jack immediately nodded and ran off somewhere. As soon as he disappeared from sight, I took the opportunity to survey my surroundings.

Mostly I just saw the bright sunlight, since my eyes weren't accustomed to I yet, it blocked out most of my vision, so I just closed my eyes and sat back. But I could still feel, and it was hot. I was sweating profusely, and really wondered why it was this hot in the middle of winter. I didn't like heat.

I heard voices though, and opened my eyes and accustomed myself to the sunlight… and saw people.

The sun and the heat wasn't enough to keep everyone inside apparently. There were people everywhere. And I didn't recognize any of them. Mostly because most of them didn't even look human.

A quick glance around me and I figured out I was surrounded completely by experiments. The anatomy on most of them was too strange and completely un-human like for them not to be experiments. That was the only explanation. I was at some city or camp for experiments.

I scooted myself backwards in panic, thankfully not drawing any attention. But hitting the wall did frighten me a little and I automatically shook my left arm- forgetting that it was hurt- to release the dagger I had hidden in my sleeve.

But the thing was... no dagger came out. And I felt no pain.

I did a quick pat down on myself and felt myself start to panic once again. All my weapons were gone. Even the gun and small dagger that I had completely concealed in my boots.

And I realized something else. My left arm was healed. Completely fine. Like I had never been punctured with an arrow.

I lifted the sleeve of my hoodie up to see that there wasn't even a mark where the arrow hit. Not even a bruise. Nothing.

But there were still blood stains on my hoodie. The only proof I had been hit in the first place. Just like there had been last night. Or this morning. Or… a few days ago?

I couldn't tell. It was too hot, and I was all alone in an experiment camp.

I leaned back on the wall with my eyes wide open. Maybe I had been drugged. That would explain a lot of things at the moment, one being the giant guy that had half of his body covered in fur that just walked past me.

After I had convinced myself I was drugged, I just sat back and sweat furiously. After a few minutes, I took my hoodie off, revealing my white tank top.

I was just looking around at the strange people walking by, in a sort of daze, studying the city/camp thing. It looked like an abandoned city in pretty good condition. All the buildings were made out of red brick, and attached to each other and seemed to be laid out in rings. It almost seemed like an organized labyrinth. The center had a huge building, and rings of buildings surrounded it, the buildings getting smaller the farther out the ring was.

There were breaks in the rings that had a road that led directly to the huge building in the center, and I was leaning against the building that was only attached to one other building; the one I leaned against was right next to the path directly to the big building.

All the buildings and streets were taken care of nicely; it was like a war never happened here. Which actually might be the case, depending on wherever the hell I am.

I was just lost in my observation about the city (which I found rather fascinating; the city I used to live in was just chaos compared to this), when a thought hit me.

What if I was in an experiment camp… and I had been captured.

That's why I was healed… and why I had no weapons… and no one else I knew was with me…

Jack, I thought. Jack was here. But where did he go?! That jolted me out of my daze and I started to fear the worst. What if they experimented on him? On Anna?!

I got up at that thought, though a little shakily. I used the wall for support, and tied my hoodie around my waist. I took a few unsteady steps, got my balance, and cleared my head.

I still had small headache, but it had gone down a lot, and I really needed water, but I just pushed that away.

Conceal, don't feel. You need to find Anna and Jack. I used that to fuel me, and soon enough my thirst and headache were at the back of my mind, totally forgotten about.

I walked in the shadows of the buildings, partly to escape the heat, partly to avoid contact with the experiments. And maybe the doctors or guards that could possibly be here.

I stuck close to the walls, and ran around the buildings in the giant circle that they were in; getting a little more frantic each time I passed a road leading to the center.

I passed a number of experiments, all ranging drastically in their physical appearances. I saw one person who looked as normal as could be, except for these faint purple stripes running up and down his arms, and big, blue, cat-like eyes. I watched him as I walked along the shadows, intrigued, until I saw him completely disappear, except for his smile and his eyes. That made me turn around and more desperate to find Jack and the others and get out of there.

I was about 10 minutes into sneaking around in the shadows looking for anyone I recognized until I got caught.

"Hey, she's up!" I heard a male voice call, followed by a lot of shushes, and a few hisses.

I didn't even turn around to see who said it. I didn't even turn around to see if they were talking about me.

I bolted from the shadows. I went straight to the path to the center, determined to follow the path and make it to the center building. I wouldn't even consider escaping without Jack and Anna and everyone else.

I expected someone to come and chase after me, or someone to try and stop me, or even someone to try and shoot at me, but nothing happened.

The experiments I did pass just backed up to get out of my way. Like they were scared of me. Which scared me a little. I was ready to fight, but they obviously weren't. Maybe it was like that saying, They're more scared of you than you are of them.

I didn't dwell on it though. I also didn't consider the possibilities that could happen once I made it to the middle. I just ran on.

I made it to the center in a few minutes by sprinting my hardest, and made it out of breath, drenched in sweat, and about to pass out.

Don't feel, Elsa, just climb the stairs. Do it for Anna. Do it for Jack. I was at the foot of the stairs leading up to the giant building ahead of me. I took a deep breath and then sprinted up those too.

I made it to the top and went straight to the giant double doors and shoved them open. I didn't pause for breath, or to look at how simple yet beautiful the building was.

I shoved the doors open and marched inside. The inside was nothing like you'd expect it to be. You'd think the inside would be decorated with the finest materials, somewhere royalty would preside in. But it wasn't.

It was filled with books. Shelves were everywhere, in total disarray and chaos, no system to dictate where the shelves were placed. Books were haphazardly stacked on the floor, since the shelves were already flooded.

For a second, all my adrenaline disappeared and I was transported back in time. I forgot all about my mission to find everyone and escape, and completely ignored the shadowy figures in front of me. I just went back to a time when I was still scared to be in the same room as anyone in my family, for fear of hurting them somehow. Back then, books were all I had.

I stole them from wherever I could, I borrowed them, I did whatever I could to get my hands on them. They were rare, since the government destroyed as many as they could so long ago. They were treasures.

I just wanted to dive into the pile of books in front of me and forget everything. And just read.

But then, that second passed, and my adrenaline roared back up and my heart pumped furiously and I focused my gaze on the five people in front of me. They were all turned towards me except for one.

The only one I focused on though was the red head. I grabbed a book closest to me since that was the only weapon I had and marched closer towards them and held the book up.

None of them moved, but I saw a little doubt and fear in the red head's eyes. I hoped that she was remembering the last time.

I was prepared to throw it, and just go from there. I hadn't really planned this out, which was very unlike me, but I was pissed off and confused and a little desperate. I was just going to wing it.

I started to swing my arm to throw the book when the one person facing away from me turned around and threw her hands up.

"Elsa stop!" She called, and the sound of her voice made me drop the book before she was even turned around all the way.

I just saw her hair, long and golden and so familiar, and I felt tears starting to come on. And everything just came back to me once I saw her eyes.

"Rapunzel?" I asked.

She gave me this shy little smile, and said, "Long time no see, Elsa. Welcome to Experiment City."

So I had an idea, but I'm not sure about it? I made a blog on tumblr, but mostly to talk to you guys, and I love to draw, and I was thinking of sharing some character designs I had done when I first started this story. I made the blog mainly for my fanfiction, and to talk to the people that read my stories and jelsa of course, but I haven't really kept up with it in that respect. So idk if any of yall would be interested (this would be for all my stories, present and yet to come). Just an idea, give me your thoughts?

Anyways, hope yall liked this chapter! I'm working, and that's going to keep me sort of busy, so that's really the only reason I won't be on top of the story! But I PROMISE it won't die out! Love yall!(:

Tumblr is the-coldneverbotheredus btw! In case any of yall are on it.(: