A piece that has been floating around in my head for some time now. Thought I'd finally get it off my chest (or out of my head more likely) and post it. It's been a while. Rating may go up as story goes on. We'll have to see.

My head pounded painfully as I stirred from unconciousness. I sat up wearily and placed a hand to my aching forehead, a small moan escaping my dry mouth. Felt like I had a hangover. Funny, I don't remember drinking the night before.

I tried to push past the pain and get my bearings. A quick glance around told me something was amiss. My breath caught in my throat as I peered around the white room I was in.

Such a strange place. It was probably about 10 foot by 15 foot in size by a rough guess. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all the same color, bright white.

For a minute, I couldn't comprehend what was going on or where I was. My hand fell from my face to land on something soft. A look down revealed large fluffy pillows of reds and purples. Two or three blankets lay pooled behind me in a heap. What I had mistaken dor my own bed wasn't my bed at all.

Confusion flooded into my still throbbing head. A million questions burned in my brain and panic began to over take me.

Where am I?, Why aren't I home?, How'd I get here?, What happened last night?, and of course, What's going to happen to me?

I began hyperventalaiting, my breath coming in short gasps. I was about to scream out when a tapping sound behind me scared it out sooner.

Behinf me was a wall of glass and on the other side stood a tall and heavily musculed creature. I recognized it from books and holo-vids, a predator. A galactic hunter who sought honor and glory in trophies and blood from worthy adversairies. Stories were told, and a few recorded from the memories of people who fought or had encounters with these beasts. Few lived but those who did, and shared their stories, were commended for their bravery and valor in the face of such a devilish foe.

They were always depicted in armor of some fashion. This one, however, wore no armor but a pair of almost coverall-like clothing. Underneath was an almost skin-tight balck jumpsuit. He looked like...like a janitor almost. The thought almost made me laugh out loud, but my state of shock and panic kept me from it.

He just stood there and looked at me like a spectator at the zoo looking at a animal. I couldn't read his expression but just sat there, breathing hard, waiting for something to happen. But nothing did, for a few long moments he just stood there and looked, blinking occasionally. His yellow eyes bright and watchfull.

His appearence was much like that of what most of the holo-vids showed: yellow mottled skin with black spots and black hair woven into dreadlock-like braids. Bead of a grey color heald them in place.

My throat was dry as a bone and I shook slightly but I tried to swallow back my fear. It didn't work too well, like swallowing sandpaper. I managed to squeeze out a few horase words.

"W-who are you?"

he just blinked at me, tilted his masive head to one side, and then turned to walk away. Sudden panic flooded my veins as I scrambled to the glass on my hands and knees. I placed my sweaty hands on the invisible walls.

"Wait!..." I yelled. I didn't know if I wanted him to come back or not. I was too scared to be alone and too afraid of company to want him to return. I pounded on the glass as a few tears streaked down my face.

I suddenly became aware of my surroundings at that point. The "janitor" predator had walked down a hallway containing not only mine, but several other cells. They streached as far as I could see down each end. There was a cell directly across from my own. Within it was another human girl. She sat with one leg tucked to her chest and the other streached out before her, her eyes staring off at the opposite wall.

Her hair was a dark brown color that was a little darker than her skin. She wore a black tube top and short-shorts. My brow furrowed as I thought what she was doing here. In fact, there were girls in every cell that I could see. Upon that note I decided to look at my own person.

My shaken hands touched a blak tube top that covered my chest. It contrasted sharpy with my pale skin. I felt embarassment flush through my whole body. They had seen me I thought, They had seen me naked. No one except my boyfriend had seen me naked.

More hot tears dripped onto my hands which I then wiped on my top. I just sat there on my knees, saking like a leaf, in cloths that were not mine, in an alien place that resembled a zoo or prision, and not I had snot and tears on my top. This was just great.

My vision blurred and my skull pulsed. It felt like my brain was swelling and my head was too small for it to fit. I felt hot, like I had a fever, so I pressed my face to the cool glass.

I was dizzy and it was obvious that what I was doing, or not doing, wasn't helping any. I turned around slowly, every movement sent a swishing feeling of pain through my head. I got onto my hands and crawled to the pillow pile no more than a meter away. Every step drained my dignity somewhat, like I was being watched and laughed at.

I collapsed onto the downy coushins and curled into a ball on my side. I stared at the plain white wall and began to let more and more tears fall. I kept as silent as I could, just letting my tears wet the pillows beneath me. I'd always been a bit proud and I'd never liked crying, figuered I'd done enough of that in my life already.

My wold spun and swam in dizzying circles around me so I shut my eyes tight. That only brought me a new wave of pain to my brain so I kept them closed only lightly.

I tried to think about what had happened last night. I'd been at a friend's party. I didn't drink, had been the designated driver, I always was. I'd driven home, looking forward to calling my boyfriend who was out of town on business. I wondered if he'd even noticed I had'nt called him, if he know I was in trouble. I pushed the thought aside, it would only make me cry and worry more. I remembered walking to my front door with my keys in my hand and then...nothing. I couldn't remember a thing.

I whimpered more. the dizziness was tiering and the sound of my own pulse was deafening in my ears. Before falling into sleep once more, a thought crossed through my head...

What the hell was going to happen to me?

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