hurtful wrote:
Donovan inhaled sharply as the ringing in his head subsided slightly, and while he tried to get the wires off of him, he noted that he was indeed locked inside of what appeared to be a glass tube. He clenched his fists and hit the glass a couple of times before noticing the door-like opening behind his back. He got out of the tube after a few minutes of struggle and felt his body heating up again slowly, which hurt. His feet and hands were a pale blue, his lips in the reflection of the glass a vibrant purple.
"Hello? What's going on?" He managed to cry out, despite his throat feeling like he had swallowed a razor blade.
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Vicky had been surprised that she had been elected to become part of the group set out to find a new home. A task of such magnitude ought to be left to the popular kids, she assumed. Or perhaps they knew the mission would fail, and they figured they might as well get rid of the black sheep. Either way, Vicky was leaving the bunker. With a sigh, she grabbed her pack back and tightened her ponytail. She had been outside before. She wasn't scared of what might hide above ground, not in the slightest. What she was scared of though, was being with others. Working in a team to find a home for herself. That scared her shitless.
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