When poles collide

Sydney

I wake up to the smell of washed sheets reaching my nostrills and distant chattering. The bed is too comfortable to be my own and the covers are too soft. It takes physical effort not to go back to sleep. I strain my ears keeping my eyes closed. The grave voices of men are distant indicating the exit is guarded. I open my right eyelid slighty to take in my surroundings. There is a woman , judging from the clothes she is the nurse . Near the window I see a few dried herbs . Everything is white as if its an infirmary, except for the woman the coast is clear. I move my limbs slighty to confirm they are not bound . As soon as she turns her back towards me to the table , I am up on my feet and moving . I cover her mouth and hit swiftly on the back of her neck and she falls unconscious like a log. I catch her before she hits the floor and gently on the floor . I hold my breath and strain for the distant chatter over the thumping of my own heart. When it continues, I sigh moving towards the window . I look for my phone which is nowhere to be found . Aaah should have figured. Well I look for the calendar on the side table and the breath is knocked out of me. I've been here for two days and today is my first class . I can feel slight pounding in my head . I swap my clothes with the nurse. Bound my hair in a bun . I quickly move towards the window when the door bursts open. s**t! s**t! My heart is in my throat and I chocked on my own breath. I keep my body as still as possible. I know this is it s**t . I close my eyes and wait for the bullets that are to come. A few minutes of a millenna pass but nothing happens. I take a deep breath and turn slowly trying not to spook the person who witnessed me. I see a man in his late twenties ,looking too pure to be true, ignore my judgemental a*s. ' you can't escape through through the window, Miss Sydney. We are on the fifth floor .' I close my eyes to keep my self from screaming. I can feel the hope crashing inside me. The shear pain coursing through my veins. But I keep my face straight , determined not to show weakness infront of my captor . I steel my spine and adress the man ' What do you want?' Keeping my my voice as cold as I can. He raises his hands in mock surrender and gives me a friendly smile ' I am not at liberty to answer the question but I can escort to a person who can. So shell we?' He turns about and starts walking. He stops gor a second and speaks ' If you get lost I can't guarantee your safety Miss ' then he walks off . I need an escape but fifth floor is too high even with all the training , I will not reach the ground in one piece. I quickly start after him keeping my senses sharp incase an escape oppotunity arise I plant to make the most of it. What do we say every cloud has a silver linning. We cross several corridors , then we walk to the through a dark room. The room is so dark that it seems that not even a single ray of light has reached it since it was constructed. The man hands me a pair of glasses ' These will help you navigate. Please avoid the black boxes or you'll lose a bodypart.' He started to move and I put on the glasses and start following him as if my life depend on it, which is the case right now. For the next half an hour we move through the maze. After the first 10 minutes I give up on remembering route . We stop before an iron gate where he swipes a card and punches a code. The gate slides open . I take off my glasses and come face to face with the most luxurious breakfast I've ever seen. 'Miss I have prepared some refreshment.......' I delebrately tone him out . I let myself be pulled towards the source of the mouthwatering smell that fills my lungs and my stomach growls appreciatively. I am gravely aware of the fact that not even a single grain has entered my stomach for the past 48 hours. My heart starts pounding and its so difficult to decide where to start. I pick a sandwich to taste it and the next thing I know half of them disappear. I give up on tasting and start stuffing my face with food not anything and everything I can get my hands on.