Chapter 4

Groaning, I opened my eyes, slowly, forcing them shut when I saw bright lights. Did I die and go to heaven?  No, not when my intriguing journey of life was just about to begin.

Pulling myself upright, I looked around, I was in the middle of a bunk bed trying to figure out where I was. It was in a moldy, it had a few cupboards to the corner. A concrete table in the middle that has monitors, radios, and a whole lot of junk stacked on top of it, and a few buckets laying around on top of what seem to be newspapers. The water stains on the raw, cracked walls were both from last night showers, and previous rains, and that's when I remembered, No, not my life before this but last night... About me versus W.I.K.D. Somehow I survive the gunshots and the fall, even though I could still hear my bones shattering into million pieces like broken glass when my back hit the pavement. It must be them, they are the ones who saved me, but why? Staring down at my bod