Story idea 1 - Candy and sweets

 

I open my eyes to the sound of footsteps outside below me. “Drat it - of all the times to fall asleep!” I mutter under my breath.  I'm currently sitting inside the loft cupboard of my flat bedroom peeping out of the loft cupboard door - “They’re here and I didn’t even hear the front door” I chide myself.

I peep out of the loft and see two male figures, trooping around the room in silence - searching. I stay as still as possible; I know that these guys are searching for me. They walk around and make sure that there is no one in sight. They turn on the lights. One of the guys spots the loft door slightly open and me inside, shouts and immediately points a gun at me. I roll my eyes and open the cupboard door slowly. I raise both my hands above my head, showing them that I don't have a weapon.

“Get down here!” one of them barks. I jump down onto my bed, and they bound and gag me. They put me into a car and drive off at top speed - all windows and doors fastened. The drive is long and eventually I fall asleep.

I open my eyes, only to shut them again – I’m sprawled flat on a debris filled road and am surrounded by smoke and dust. My limbs ache and my back feels like someone had whacked me hard with a metal rod. I blink and realize – I’ve just survived a bomb. The car is gone, I'm not exactly sure how I escaped, and my head feels heavy and dizzy. I try to sit up, but my spinning head causes me to fall back flat onto the road and everything goes black.

I force my eyes open again and look around. I'm now in a shed. Someone must have brought me here after the bomb - but no one seems to be around. I try to sit up but don't have the strength or balance to do so - my head starts reeling again and I fall back to the floor. At this point, I’m sure I have been drugged. Just before I blackout, I see a pair of shoes walking towards me - their steps unsteady, limping.

I open my eyes again and now I'm on a bed. My arm has a few drying scratches, and my head has a soft bandage covering some wound that didn't hurt at the moment. I gingerly try to sit up and am surprised at the fact that I can easily do so – I don’t feel dizzy anymore. I sit up and look around, I seem to be alone in a clean hospital room that has nothing except my bed and a camera mounted on the wall. As soon as my eyes adjust to the light and my environment, some guy enters the room and anxiously asks me if I'm ok. I’m a little taken aback and reply that I don’t feel dizzy or any pain.

He seems relieved and just walks out of the room without another word. I’m a little confused – that was it?

I look around the room again and see that there is a window behind the bed - I get up and walk to the window and literally do a double take because all I can see outside the window are clouds.

I'm on an airplane?

And that's when it strikes me - who am I??

I don't remember a single thing; I only remember that I was hiding in the loft and that two men took me away.

Why was I hiding?  

Why was I in danger?

Who were they?  

Where am I?

What happened in the car?

I step back and turn to run towards the door - I'm freaking out, all my memories seemed to have just vaporized. I start screaming. A girl runs in and tries to calm me down. She assures me that I was on my way to safety.

I bombard her with a stream of questions…

How long was I asleep?

What the heck was happening to me?

Why was I here?

Why am I in danger?

Why was I hiding at home?

Where is home?

What happened to the car?

Why was I in a barn?

Who am I???

She smiles and just says, "Don't worry you'll be ok, you're going home. We're taking you home darling, don't you worry". She sticks a needle into my arm, and I slump forward into her.

This time when I wake up, I am in a room. It looks like my room back at the apartment. But something about it isn't right - there is no loft cupboard or windows or a door! That’s when the girl walks in and smiles. "Up and about!" She says cheerily. I literally just stare at her.

She ignores my stare and simply gives me a white over-all and motions for me to get dressed. I quickly change into the overalls and follow her out of the room and into this wide hall. Many people are sitting at long tables and eating bread and some drink.

I sit down opposite a guy who looks familiar (not sure how I know him). He ignores me and just continues eating bread. I do the same and then suddenly, he somehow manages to drop his piece of bread onto the table near my plate (it looked like he did it by accident). I pick up the bread to give it back to him and I realize that there's a piece of paper hidden under the piece.

I discreetly put the piece of paper into the pocket of my overalls, after giving him the chunk of bread. We continue eating. A tall woman in a suit, walks into the huge hall and smiles. She tells us that we were doing an amazing job and that in a few days we would all be living in a world that was "perfect!".

After the speech she leaves the room, and everyone stands up and leaves the room in long lines. I follow the guy and basically copy everything that people around me are doing. We go to underground tunnels and start digging. We are not allowed to talk at all.

*Change of scenes*

It's night and I'm on my bed. The room is lit by a small night lamp that built into the wall, next to my bed. I lie with my back to the camera so that they can't see what I'm doing. And look at the paper. Turns out the paper was a package - I open it and….It's a sweet???

Candy? It looks and smells like a hard-boiled sweet. I put it in my mouth and immediately start hearing things!

The candy is some kind of device, you put it in your mouth, and it produces vibrations which enable you to hear sound. You can pre-record a message into it and the only person who can hear it is the person sucking on it.

It's the voice of a guy – telling me that we were abducted by this group of people that wanted to take over the world. They wiped out our memories and are now using us to dig tunnels under the various countries so that they can just blast all the people into oblivion and start afresh. At this point I'm really scared.

He tells me that unfortunately, we weren’t chosen to live in the new world – we were just there to dig the tunnels and the plan is to leave us to die beneath the city while the bombs go off. The message ends there. I keep sucking on the candy - it was lightly flavored with orange. The voice suddenly comes back again but it sounds different - the first voice message was calm and confidently spoken, this message however was rushed and sounded scared.

All it said was: "would u like to join the rebellion?"

The sweet completely dissolves in my mouth and idk what to do - I can't even replay it. At this point I'm not sure if I heard the last message right.

Next day:

I go to the banquet hall and sit down next to the same guy. This time he looks at me.

I smile and say, "Good morning”.

He seems dejected, nods, and then looks away. Now I'm sure that the voice message was by him. "Oh yes, I loved the idea you gave me yesterday!" I say - making sure to keep a straight face – in case anyone was watching. He looks back at me and nods, this time smiling.

Suit-Lady is suddenly behind us and says, "what idea?" I jump and look back. "Oh, good morning, madam!" I say laughing to cover up my shock.

"He showed me this new technique to hold my drill yesterday, it really does help speed up the digging!". I try and hold a smiling face and hold eye contact.

Please don't be able to tell I'm lying…

She smiles at him and walks away. I sit back down. He doesn't look at me after that. The lady gives the same speech as yesterday, and we all leave for the tunnels. As we exit the room, me and the guy somehow end up shoulder to shoulder and he quickly slides something into my hand I pocket it without even looking.

That Night:

I lie on my bed and discreetly open the paper package that he gave me. It's another "sweet" message. I pop it into my mouth as I pretend to scratch my nose.

The voice comes again, “Glad to know u got the message. We're planning to rebel - got guns and bombs ready. One of the others has hidden them in the tunnels. In 5 days, the tunnels will be finished and on the 6th day they plan to bomb the city. We rebel on the night of the 5th. There's going to be bloodshed and death. I hope you're ready for this. If you feel like you just want an out for all of this, keep sucking the sweet. It's got a pack of cyanide that is designed to melt in 10 seconds after the message ends. But if you're ready for this...I'll see you tomorrow. Flush the sweet remnants if you choose to live. Message ends now. Spit the sweet out in 10…9…8…7…”

I spit it out...cyanide?!?! What the heck was he thinking?!!?

I carefully wrap the remains of the sweet in the paper and shove it into my pocket. I smile - this is going to be one heck of a rebellion. I close my eyes and fall asleep.

I know this is a little different from my usual thoughts and poetry - but I've had this story idea for a long time now and thought I'd put it out there. It's obviously not fully developed yet, neither is it well written. But I still wanted to put this out there - like a trailer for a movie. Maybe one day, I'll fully develop the storyline - but for now, this is what it looks like.

Let me know in the comments what you think of it so far!