I awoke with a start. Something humming. Getting closer.
I looked around, realizing I had no idea where I was. I was in the bottom bed of a bunk bed. It had 3 levels and was of minimum quality. I seemed to be in a plain girls dormitory. There were no unnecessary frills here. No decorations on the walls, no colours to note, no closets or clothes that I could see.
It was night but dim light came through the small windows. They were glassless and screenless, there was no door covering the doorway to the outside.
The humming was much louder now. I went closer to the door to see where it was coming from.
We were elevated. We seemed to be on the first story of a free standing building but we were in the middle of a crowded dwelling area. Slum like in structure. Thousands of people must've lived down there.
Suddenly I was pelted with small circular red puck-shaped devices. I had never seen them before and yet I sensed that they were dangerous. I tried to throw them all out of the room, worried that they may detonate at anytime but the onslaught was too much. Hundreds filled the room, the dwellings below.
I looked up to the sky. There, slithering above me was the most bizarre contraption. A metal yellow flying machine that moved like a dragon through the sky. There were more conventional aircrafts spraying thousands of red devices out to the ground below.
The next day I saw that the red devices had been gathered into a box and put beside my bed. I was told by one of the girls that they couldn't be touched or thrown away in case of detonation. Our movements were being monitored, it seemed. The girl was a rebel, maybe a revolutionary. I didn't know her well, but she was my ally, somehow. She slept in the top bunk.
She lifted up her shirt to reveal her lower back which had holes for a plug. She said that she had hooked up a device so that when she plugged it into her back, the king would be dead.
I didn't doubt her logic, I knew she was being truthful in the matter. However, I also knew, because of my encounters with the king, that he was not really our enemy. The real enemy was yet to be seen, but somehow I knew that it would be my duty to stop this war.
I looked around, realizing I had no idea where I was. I was in the bottom bed of a bunk bed. It had 3 levels and was of minimum quality. I seemed to be in a plain girls dormitory. There were no unnecessary frills here. No decorations on the walls, no colours to note, no closets or clothes that I could see.
It was night but dim light came through the small windows. They were glassless and screenless, there was no door covering the doorway to the outside.
The humming was much louder now. I went closer to the door to see where it was coming from.
We were elevated. We seemed to be on the first story of a free standing building but we were in the middle of a crowded dwelling area. Slum like in structure. Thousands of people must've lived down there.
Suddenly I was pelted with small circular red puck-shaped devices. I had never seen them before and yet I sensed that they were dangerous. I tried to throw them all out of the room, worried that they may detonate at anytime but the onslaught was too much. Hundreds filled the room, the dwellings below.
I looked up to the sky. There, slithering above me was the most bizarre contraption. A metal yellow flying machine that moved like a dragon through the sky. There were more conventional aircrafts spraying thousands of red devices out to the ground below.
The next day I saw that the red devices had been gathered into a box and put beside my bed. I was told by one of the girls that they couldn't be touched or thrown away in case of detonation. Our movements were being monitored, it seemed. The girl was a rebel, maybe a revolutionary. I didn't know her well, but she was my ally, somehow. She slept in the top bunk.
She lifted up her shirt to reveal her lower back which had holes for a plug. She said that she had hooked up a device so that when she plugged it into her back, the king would be dead.
I didn't doubt her logic, I knew she was being truthful in the matter. However, I also knew, because of my encounters with the king, that he was not really our enemy. The real enemy was yet to be seen, but somehow I knew that it would be my duty to stop this war.
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