I was trapped.
Unable to move my arms.
Cold. So cold.
I felt like I was suffocating.
A mist shrouded my mind and vision.
I couldn't remember anything but my name.
But I could see just past a foggy window just above, and could just make out the words between two men:
"Are the subjects prepped?" one asked, voice filled with authority.
"Yes, sir. They're ready for, um, Trial Eight. Ready to drop at your command." the other said, timid.
"Soon. We have two new subjects for this one, correct?"
"Yes, sir. The Victor for Double Life and—"
"I know who the other one is! Don't say her fathers name, not here." the first snapped, then a figure wiped the glass.
"They'll do well. I can already feel it. Drop them!"
And his hand was gone and so was he.
The other man leaned over the glass a smiled down warmly.
"Good luck, Pearl. You're gonna need it."
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Hermitcraft: Moonfall (rewrite)
FanfictionAlright, let's start with what I DO know: -My name is Pearl. -I don't remember anything besides the fact that my name is Pearl. -I woke up wearing nothing but a hospital gown, laying at the bottom of a pit. What I don't: -Why the hell I don't rememb...
