The Unordinary

I wish I did-73

Joseph's Pov

I wake up with the brightest light ever shining at me. I roll on both my sides trying to get the light to dim. Eventually, I give up with that and sit up whilst wiping my eyes with my sleeve. I look around and see I'm in a plain white room. All I see is white and a bright light above me. The room isn't much bigger than a two metres width and length square. I don't see a door anywhere, or a doorknob, just a postbox? How did they get me in here? What day is it? What time is it? They wouldn't have been able to fit me in that narrow postbox. I don't like it in here. I want, I need to get out of here. Why? I need to see Ezrayl. Wait...I shouldn't want to see him. He didn't try and help me when they were taking me right in front of him!

But...I do care about him. I hate this feeling of me missing him so much. Especially after he betrayed me! Well, I guess he didn't betray me. Why did I trust him? I shouldn't have trusted him in the first place. But I don't think that would've put me in an even better situation. I hope he counts himself as my friend. If he does at least I've got a friend. It would be nice if I could speak again. I don't know why I suddenly can't speak anymore or open my mouth. I had a chance to escape when they were coming towards me to put me wherever I am now. I could've just frozen time and ran. I should've. If I ran they wouldn't have been able to get me. I was just into much shock and I didn't want them to know I could do that. But...I guess safety should come over secrecy. I also thought Ezrayl might've helped me. He didn't though. Why would he have possibly helped me? I'm just that random guy he met and helped. He doesn't know me. He doesn't like me. He...what did he want? If he didn't care about me why did he help me? Why is this so confusing? As soon as I think I know him, and what he wants, another thought comes in which conflicts with my prior thought.

"Name?" A mysterious robotic voice scared me to my bone. The voice broke the still murky lake into waves. The voice seemed to come from all around me. I tried to look around to find something to look at to talk to but minus the talking bit. It was more of a habit. I hadn't found a way to work through being unable to talk yet.

"Name?" The automatic voice repeated in the same tone. "Name?" The voice didn't wait as long as last time. "Name?" I think it wants to know my name. "Name?"

"NAME!" At the sudden change in volume and bossiness. It scared me once again. Every time it says something I look behind me to see if someone has just appeared there. "NAME! NAME! NAME! NAME! NAME! Name?" Why did it go quite again after yelling at me? Did it momentarily break or something? That's what could've happened or this is just going to repeat until I say my name. Usually, I would say my name without a fuss but...I can't speak anymore. I hope whatever happens here isn't as bad as what I've already been put through at home and that weird place. I hope soon I can see Justin again. I miss him. Even If we weren't on the best of terms last time I saw him, I still miss him. I should've stayed with him and Sarah that day. If I had I wouldn't have been put through all of this. Well, if I had I never would've met Ezrayl... Wait! It would've been a good thing if I hadn't met him. I wouldn't miss him so much as I do. Do I wish I never met him? I don't know...I wish I did.