The morning was dull and slightly cold. Thesa felt the silent air softly stroke her as she woke up from the dream that haunts her each night. The sun was just coming up, and this was the first time is years she saw it. Thesa blinked and looked around her. The place looked different now. The lights that glowed and lit up the dark space were gone, and now the sun took their place. She stood up and stretched. It felt good to her. A few seconds she could feel comfortable in a completely new area she had no clue where it even was.
Thesa left the abandoned box she slept in that night, and headed off towards the sidewalk. The road was busy. Very busy. Screams blared on and off, and humming blasted from metal things with wheels. Thesa saw more humans inside of them, and was curious of what they really were. She brushed off her curiosity and remembered trying to leave this place, or look for a sign of freedom. As she walked on, she saw the changes that day brought to this city. She heard the sounds of many people's voices all mixed together, laughing, children crying or asking for their parents to buy them something. As Thesa passed many street signs, roadways and the casual clearings, Thesa stopped for a break in a grassy spot that sprouted out of a large crack on a parking lot that reached far up to a building that was bigger than the parking lot itself. The sun was all the way up now, and the sky was a topaz blue. White birds patrolled the sky, and made chirps that comforted Thesa. She gazed up and watched the birds fly and play in the sky. Lost in her contentment, she once again thought of Bertha. Oh how she missed her. Where could she be? Thesa sighed and lost her gaze when she felt like she was being watched. She peered around her, and caught view of a man. He was watching her as if she was his meal, ready to pounce any moment. She had a bad feeling drop into her stomach, and hit it so hard it felt as if it created a pit. Thesa stood up and started off again, being wary of the man. Looking behind her shoulder every so often, she saw the man getting closer. Was he following her? He was so close now she could see what he was wearing. He almost looked like a crazed veterinarian, but not quite. He was dressed in a white suit, but it was tinted with the yellow of being worn for a long time. He looked like a painter, but had a smirk on his face as if to bring pain to someone. Thesa trotted now, almost in a slow paced run. The man followed. Thesa ran. Still he stayed on her tracks. She ran full speed now, not even looking back. She ran so long that the common buildings started to fade into open fields. Finally, when she started to feel ill from running, she looked back, not seeing the man. She was safe now. She felt the relief cover her whole body like a thin blanket. Thesa sat down and rested. This was the first time she wanted to be alone, and enjoyed the silence that accompanied her.
After moments of being alone, the last thing she knew was being grabbed from behind, and a sharp object being stabbed into her, and her surroundings becoming blurry, and then life as she knew it went black. She woke up groggy, and heavy. Thesa found herself on a metal table, with wires taped to her. She tried to move, but she couldn't, and there wasn't anything holding her down. The room was dark, and the sound of beeping that was the same tempo as her heart filled the room. Just then she noticed a man in a blue jacket wearing a blue mask over his face hovering over her body. He was holding a syringe filled with a thick red liquid that looked like blood. Was it her own? Was it even blood? Fear swelled within her throat. What was going to happen to her? She looked up at the man, and he locked his eyes with hers and smirked. He raised the syringe and then the man faded away into darkness.
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