Lucas eyes slowly lifted open. His head was still ringing, memories of a bright light flashed in his head. Then he heard a name. 'Lucas Kyle.' He assumed it was his. After all, who else could it be? He was the only one in the room. Wasn't he? He looked around the room to make sure. His room was a pristine white color. There were plastic bars covering the door. A small dresser beside his bed, and his bed.
Lucas stood from his bed, letting his blankets, which were oddly thick. Fall to the floor. A bunch of feathers fell with his blankets, Lucas thought that was odd, however he dismissed it. Lucas walked to the dresser and opened it. Inside of the dresser were a few books, an Ipod with classical music only, No other capabilities, and a small box. Lucas picked up the neatly wrapped box and opened it. A small plastic dish with worms was inside. Before Lucas knew it, he had his face buried in it, sucking out the worms. It was the best meal he ever had.
After Lucas was done feasting he walked up to the plastic bars. He stuck his head in between two, well as well as he could fit his head, and looked around. There were many other cells there, he wondered if he was alone. "Hello?"