Silence. Nothing. Darkness.
She woke up. Instinctively, she opened her eyes as looked around. Everything was blur. After about a minute, she looked around. Green fluid filled her sight. 'I'm gonna drown!' was her first thought. She panicked, but then her oxygen mask came into view. She relaxed a bit examined her surroundings. She was apparently in a tank of some sort. Attempting to touch the bottom, she kicked with her legs. Wires embedded in her skin stopped her from doing so, and she winced as the pain shot through her arms, legs, and torso. She shook her head off. Then noticed her hazel colored hair floating in front of her. Then a thought dawned upon her. 'Who am I?'
At that moment, a low hum sounded. She reached up to scratch her ears when suddenly more paint shot through her. This time it was more painful. It lasted for about five seconds. She struggled; which made last longer. When it was over. She winced as her wounds stung, but after about a minute, they healed and she felt good. It was then that she realized there was more than just the tank. Looking out she saw lights, and a pretty blank room. To the far end was a door; and to the left wall, there was a towel and what seemed to be some folded fabric. A mirror was also there and a small shelf like table. How did she know all this ... Forgetting she was in a tank, she attempted to move towards the table when she hit into the side of the tank.
Her head spun as she tried to think about what to do next. The hum got louder now, and the sound of sloshing filled her head. As her head stopped, she saw that the liquid was being sucked out. She was relieved and immediately ripped off her oxygen mask the moment the depth of the green liquid went below her head. 'Finally!' she said to herself as the liquid drained completely. Her feet touched the bottom. It was cold and hard. Some that was opposite to the fluid. She wiped some of it off her chest, when she realized she wasn't clothed. Reaching out to cover her self, she looked around the room. It was empty.
She shifted her body, and relaxed her arms. As the tank slid up she slid under. Heading for the table and clothes, she examined her body. Slim, Tan, and after seeing herself in the mirror, she noticed a long scar on the right side of her chin. It went up onto her cheek and right beside her eye. She rubbed on it, but it didn't go away.
She grabbed the towel and wiped herself down. Making sure she was completely dry before even thinking about her clothes. She grimaced when the clothes were really drab. But it covered her. She saw a glass and didn't bother to care what was written on it. She gulped it down. The honey tasting substance flowed through her throat soothing her. When she was done, She looked around.
With nothing left to do, she headed for the door. She placed her hand on the keypad and the door opened. She jumped back, but realized it was the door. Walking through, she saw others like her, clothed in the same clothes. In front of her was the top half of a woman. She almost screamed, but noticed a weapon at the woman's side. A turbulence 5.4. How she knew this was a mystery. Picking up the the gun, she held it tightly. Somehow, she knew how to use it.
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