I sleep for a few hours, and then there is a light knock at the door. It is the younger woman with long blond hair, I wonder why she is here. I remember The Man said someone come to present my results, and I trust she’s the person.
Once I let her in I retire to the floor and sit. She comes in quietly. I look up at her and can tell she is nervous. She sits across from me, “I don’t believe we were properly introduced” she says, “I am Abilene, and I will be your friend here.” I know by the why she says friend in a rushed annoyed way that she won’t really be my friend. However, I say nicely back “Nice to meet you, are you the one who is going to show me my results to the testing?” She didn’t answer for a man came pounding at the door. “I will come back soon” she says walking out the door.
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White Prison
General FictionAfter being in a coma for 10 years, she wakes up in a white room. She can barely remember anything. She is scared.
