
Summary
Rosalie wakes up in the box just like everybody else. She can't remember anything from here past, just like everybody el...
Chapter one
I woke up while I sucked the air in my lungs. A rush of panic flew trough me. Where am I? Was the first question that came in my mind.
Then others followed because I couldn't remember a single thing. I didn't even remember my name. Or my parents names. Did I have brothers or sisters? Friends? Pets? I didn't remember.
Then I focused myself on the place where I was. I lay on a metal floor, drenched in sweat and I felt really hot. I was in some kind of lift. I felt movement, like we were moving up. The dimmed light revealed a couple of boxes around me and I wondered what was in them. Then blackness took me.
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I heard boys or men mumbling, like they were far, far away. Then my eyes fluttered open and I saw a lot of eyes watching me from above. They were all boys.
One boy came down. He had blond hair, and a cute face. And these muscles...
The blond boy stared at me for half a minute or so, then the other boys spoke from above.
'What do you see down there?'
'What the hell takes you so long, slint head?'
Slint head? I thought.
The blond-haired boy looked down at me, with a confused look on his face. It was like his mouth slightly curled into a smile.
'Newt, what the klunk -'
'Shut it, shanks,' the boy, named Newt said. Shanks? I thought. I could clearly hear his British accent, and it was a hot accent. 'It's a girl.'
The way he said ‘girl’, sounded so confused – like he wasn’t sure of what he was saying.
That statement made everyone very confused, I could tell from the looks on their faces.
'Who are you people?' I asked with a weak voice, then I passed out.
