Callie sat up, gasping. She looked around, but it was too dark to see anything clearly. From what she could make out, she was in a room with a door. Nothing else. No furniture, no windows, no one else.
She rolled onto her hands and knees, slowly feeling her way around the room. The floor was hardwood, she could feel each panel as her fingers searched for anything. She used the wall to help her to her feet and felt her way to the door. Grabbing the doorknob, she prayed it wouldn’t be locked.
Dim light revealed a hallway with other opened doors. She stepped out cautiously, searching for any signs of people.
Windows at the end of the hallway were pitch black and she walked towards them. Glancing through the glass, all she could see was complete darkness.
Not the darkness of night. The darkness of complete lack of light.
Turning away from the window, she swallowed a nervous lump in her throat and headed towards the opposite end of the hallway.
“Hello?” Her voice echoed down the hallway in front of her, but there was no response. “Is anyone here?”
As she reached the end of the hallway, a stairway appeared to her right. She looked down, but could only see a door waiting for her at the bottom. It was red, standing out from the brown walls and grey carpet. Grabbing the handrail, she descended the stairs.
The stairs creaked as she took each step. She watched the door with intense eyes, half-expecting someone to open it. The door stayed closed as she took the final step onto the floor.
Opening the door, she didn’t expect what she saw. She expected another hallway with more rooms, but what she found was similar to a room in a factory. Long tables surrounded by chairs created long rows of metal. A small kitchen was against one wall including two refrigerators.
Across the room was a second door with a long window next to it. Unlike the earlier window, light filled a large room.
Callie walked through the tables and chairs to the window. Placing her hands on the glass, she stared into the large room with confused eyes.
Catwalks ran across the immense cave, she could only assume it was a cave, making the large room reminiscent of a villain’s lair from old action movies. Lighting fixtures were built into the rock walls and hanging from the ceiling. On the floor were stacks of boxes ranging in sizes and numbers, creating a maze-like appearance.
She couldn’t imagine how large the cave actually was from where she stood. The catwalks went on forever, but all connected at one point or another.
Another large building was across from her. As she stared at it she thought she saw movement, but when she tried to find it again there was nothing.
“Where the hell am I?” she whispered, her breath fogging the window.
“Hey, you! What are you doing?” a voice called behind her.
Turning, she saw a small group huddled on the floor against the far wall. There were four of them, two men and two women. The women looked like sisters as they hugged each other tightly. The man next to them was a round man, his hair shaved and large gauges in his ears. A labret and eyebrow piercing completed the look along with the tattoos on his arms.
The second man, the one who had spoken, was an older man, wearing a business suit, but she noticed his shoes were missing. “Get away from the window.”
She stared t him with the same confused eyes from the window. “What?”
“There’s something out there, man. Get down,” the other man said, his voice cracking as he spoke.
Dropping to the floor, she crawled over to the group. “What’s going on? Where are we? How’d we get here?”
The man in the business suit laughed. “You just wake up?”
“Then you know about as much as us. We all woke up here. None of us can remember when or how we got here. We haven’t seen anyone else. Except for you.”
“Maybe she’s the one behind this,” one of the sisters said.
“Erin, be quiet,” the other said.
“What’s your name?” Business suit asked.
“Callie. Callie Dait.”
“Andre Brooks,” Business suit said. “Those two are Erin and Sandy Jackson and this is Freddie S. He won’t give a last name.”
“Why should I? We’re all going to die here, man.”
Andre glared at Freddie. “We aren’t going to die. We need to figure out where we are. Then we can get out of here.”
Callie glanced back at the window. “You said there was something out there. I guess that means you haven’t left this room?”
Sandy leaned forward. “We saw a shadow run past a couple hours ago. It didn’t look human. Since then, we’ve been hiding here.”
“What if there are other people out there? There’s another building across the catwalks. If we reach it and find other people maybe they’ll know what’s going on and help us get out of here.”
Freddie grabbed her arm tightly. “What if that thing out there wants to kill us?”
“Then it would’ve already. That door doesn’t have a lock.”
“Maybe it can’t open doors?” Erin asked hopefully.
Callie looked at Andre. “Why don’t you have any shoes?”
Staring at his bare feet, Andre wiggled his toes playfully. “I guess whoever brought us here got me before I could put them on.”
“Do any of you remember what you were doing before you woke up here?”
The group fell silent as they thought back.
“We were having a girl’s night at Sandy’s apartment. We finished out first bottle of wine and were about to eat some ice cream. I remember you walking into the kitchen, but after that nothing until we woke up here,” Erin said. Sandy nodded.
“I was leaving my buddies after a night of drinking and smoking. I don’t remember how far I got before I woke up here,” Freddie said, his hands tapping against his arms. “Thought I was having a bad trip at first.”
“I guess I was getting ready for work. Yeah, I was going through my sock drawer and that’s it. Next thing I knew I was here,” Andre said. He met Callie’s eyes. “What about you?”
She looked around the group and smiled. “I was getting ready to kill myself.”