White. White walls, white bed. Even my clothes. Everything is f*****g white. This is all I see when I wake up from my drug induced slumber. I have never hated a colour more in my life. At least it was warm now.
I had been awake for 20 minutes, courtesy of the clock in my room. The suspense was killing me. What was going to happen now.
I'm in a t-shirt, joggers and sneakers so I assume they've seen me naked. So much for privacy. Running my fingers through my hair, I notice it's cut short. Finally did me a favour.
Just then the door opens and a man with silver hair walks in. He had the bluest eyes I had ever seen. On the lanky side though.
"Hello, my name is Luke. You are to follow me to the main hall."
Uh huh main hall. A boy about my height comes out from the room opposite mine following a woman down the hall. We lock eyes and I can see he's terrified. Who wouldn't be. I assume I have to follow because I was still a prisoner whether I was in chains or not.
Luke and I walk in sync. The hallway was just like the room they gave me. Bare and monochrome. Doors like mine cover every inch of the hallway.
We turn a corner and enter a large room. s**t. How big can this place get. Must be the main hall.
Woah. Guess I'm not the only one. I estimated about 30 to 35 people after some left, including luke and the doors were closed.
The buff guy beside my tried opening the door but it didn't budge.
"f**k. s**t. No"
Suddenly the ceiling gave way and a large screen came down hovering above the ground. Everyone turned towards it. A face appeared.
A woman. She was beautiful. Like Hollywood beautiful. Long blond hair, bright green eyes and the prettiest smile.
"Hello, my name is Sandra Beck and I'll be your game master. I'm sure most of you do not know why you are here so I'll tell you. You are here as a gift to this world. Pure bloods. You have been chosen by the WIC because sickness and disease does not affect nor run in your bloodlines. You are pure and your sacrifice will save billions of lives."
Confusion coated people's faces along with fear and desperation. A skinny girl with a low cut dyed purple spoke up.
"The fact we were kidn*pped means a lot of us might not survive whatever it is this WIC has in store right ?. You don't kidnap people because your trying to use their blood to save the world." She looked pissed.
Sandra laughed. High pitched and shrill.
"Well we have a smart one. Kenzie. Yes I know all your names. The game is to the death. Only two of you will survive. A male and a female."
Gasps surrounded me. Some were already on their knees sobbing their eyes out.
"Oh don't fret, the two of you that survive will live a long and happy life."
Sighing I knew I was in so what the heck. I speak.
"What is the WIC ?. We do have a right to know."
Buff guy looks at me as if I was more concerned about them than myself. He shook his head disappointingly. I couldn't care less.
Sandra stared at me smirking.
"WIC stands for Wolfe International Corporation. I'm sure you've heard of us."
That name rang a bell, a big one. Isn't that the name a huge pharmaceutical company. Think they won awards on all different fronts for curbing some diseases but it couldn't be. They wouldn't...
"Yes I know your all shocked. Why would a leading pharmaceutical company do this ?. For science. I mean you have to break a few eggs to make an omlette people."