Wooh! I’ve been hyped up for these ever since March SWC ended! By the way, for some reason my apostrophe key isn’t working when I edit a project. So there may be a grammar mistake or two in there, xD. I don’t mind whether I am leader or co-leader! (Oh, and I couldn’t change the background, my thingy was glitching out, and wouldn’t download the one I wanted. Sad times.)
Excerpt: (Chapter 1 isn’t finished) Prologue “What’s your name, then?” he asks, as he prepares it. “Lani Grayson,” I answer, watching him fearfully. The needle looks sharp, so sharp that I feel ready to jump out of the pod and run away. I have a fear of needles. “Well, Lani, this won’t hurt-“ I snort almost impulsively, cutting him off. “Sure.” He seems irritated. Touchy, much. Oh well. He turns to face me now, needle in his hand. Great. Here it comes. I brace myself. Remember Lani, I tell myself, that you’re going on an adventure. That’s the whole reason for this. “What does it do?” I say, still eyeing the needle. “It sends you to sleep. That’s all. For two hundred thousand years,” he replies, slightly bored. “Two hundred thousand?” I ask, curiously. “Cool!” “That’s how faraway the planet is.” He’s bending over me now, ready to plunge it into my skin. All for an adventure, I think, screwing my eyes shut. An adventure in outer space… My thoughts are cut off as the serum starts to work. In outer space… I think sleepily, before falling into a bottomless estranged pit called sleep. Chapter 1 I’ve been here every day for years, thousands of years. It’s strange. Nothing happens here. I don’t know where I am, or what I’m doing here. I can’t remember most things. I can think, I can move, I can see, I just can’t remember. I think I know my name. It’s something like Vani…but that doesn’t sound right. Maybe Vera? No… I guess it doesn’t matter anyway. There’s nobody to tell it to. I’m all alone in this place. I don’t think I mind, really. It’s not frightening – at least, it was at first. But not anymore. I’m used to it. Doesn’t mean I like it, though. If I say something, it’ll echo, over and over, my voice rebounding, reminding me all the time that I’m alone. Alone.
