What is it like after we die? Is there an afterlife? Brooke Waterhurst was only 17 when she died and now she is faced with an incredible new discovery, but is it all wonderful? What is ENIGMA really doing?
This is an original story that I have only...
'Brooke Waterhurst to the Office, please' a loud monotonous voice calls from the loudspeakers. I sigh. Great, I've only been here for a week. Well, at least I think its been a week; time runs differently here. Life at the Place is decent enough: three meals a day, a room with a bed and endless facilities. All we had to do was swear the oath of obedience.
As I trudge to the Office, I pass by my fellow residents. We all wear the same thing, a pair of grey shorts, grey trainers and a grey t-shirt with a logo on it and the letters ENIGMA I sigh as I walk on, staring up at the glistening buildings that shine with the late morning sun. The Place is more like a University campus than an afterlife; it has a large quad in the centre of the main city. The Quad is a green space full of blossoming trees and fountains. I guess you could call this place a Utopia, we have nothing to worry about here.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
(this is ENIGMA's logo)
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
(and this is the uniform)
A/n. I'm sorry that these posts are short but I want to start the next part by introducing a new character. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed the story so far.
