LEVI
The lights all flickered on at once, filling the room with a light buzzing sound. Groaning, he bit back a curse as he opened his lids, his eyes straining against the lights. ‘Morning. Welcoming new arrivals. Please get dressed in the clean outfits provided.’ The message blared over the loud speaker causing him to shoot straight up in his bed. Blinking a few times, he listened as the recording repeated itself three more times before going silent. New arrivals? What the fuck did that mean? Other people were being brought here? (Not that he had any fucking clue where ‘here’ was.) As far as Levi was concerned all he knew of was the bedroom he’d been living in for the past week. Lucky for him, it had a bathroom with working water and everything he’d need to clean up. But other than that, it was room with books, an old TV and a VCR player with cassettes. Like, what fucking year was it? The fear of the situation had died down after the third day of being locked up. He wasn’t being tortured, he was being fed and bathed, he figured he’d just have to wait it out. See where things went. “Ah! Johnny.” He paused, kicking his legs over the edge of the bed, before stalking over towards the locked bedroom door. “You hear that.” It was a stupid fucking question. There was no way he hadn’t. But what the hell else was he supposed to say? “What do you think it’s about?” He questioned lifting a knuckle to rub the sleep out of his eye, before turning away from the door. “What the..” Clenching his jaw, he looked at the outfit hanging from his wardrobe with disgust. A sweater and khaki pants. The fuck was he? A dad. “Aye! Do you have a stupid ass outfit to wear?” Levi called out, his lip curled.
LANA Humming softly, the girl rolled over under the covers and nuzzled her face into her plush pillow. Taking a deep breath, her features crinkled when the scent that entered her nose, wasn’t once she was familiar with. Peeking her eyes open, Lana tried to study her pillow in the dark, but it seemed impossible with how close she was to it. Groaning weakly, she lifted herself up into her elbow and blinked a few times. Panic took over her like a tidal wave, fear slithered down her spine and her entire body felt chilled to the bone. Where was she?! Whose bed was this? How had she gotten here? Sure, a normal college student probably wouldn’t think anything of this, but that wasn’t Lana. She didn’t party or drink or end up in strange places! Feeling her breathing picking up, her head snapped to the side, glancing around the nearly black room. Her stomach twisted when she noticed another bed not too far from her. What seemed to be a blonde girl, cradled gentle in between the sheets. “Hey!” She yelled, her voice a trembling mess. “W-Wake up!” She snapped, holding her blanket tightly around her frame for fear of what might and might not be on underneath it. “Where am I?!” She demanded, though there wasn’t much she was going to get from a sleeping girl.
