Twenty-Four

Chapter 1

 Well i haven't written in such a long time... This story came to mind one day as I was sitting bored in one of my classes. I kind of let it flow out. I hope you like it. Also please provide feedback if you would be so kind. Thanks and enjoy

~~~

                   All around skulls, bones, and varies other body parts laid scattered throughout the large chamber. The walls and floors were covered in blood, some of it dry while some still wet. From the ceiling blood dripped down like rain, sometimes it would flow down like a faucet. Dust had settled on the older bones which had begun to turn a yellow color. Many of the bones still had flesh attached and made a stench so horrible it would make a grave digger want to vomit.

                   High above on the chambers ceiling a trap door swung open dropping down what looked to be a human torso and several limbs. They fell heavily onto a pile of bones causing an avalanche affect. Dust and blood flew into the air as the torso rolled down the hill before it finally rested halfway down. As quickly as it opened the trapdoor slammed shut, locking in the scent of decay.

                   Beyond the trapdoor was a decent sized room painted in white that had become to turn yellow like the bones. Along the walls, steel operation tables were lined, each full of varies instruments such as saws, priers, and other sorts of medical equipment. There was also a sink filled with bloody tools and what appeared to be the head of someone. A woman in a lap coat was prying open the skull, trying to get the brain inside. Varies other men and woman all in similar outfits hurried around the room, some cleaning, others doing tests on body parts that have yet been dumped down into the chamber below..

                   One man in particular stood back reading some papers that were held together on a clipboard. He had dark hair that fell past his neck but was at the moment tied in a tight ponytail that not only held his hair but seemed to pull his skin back to make his bones look sharp and deadly. A pair of tinted glasses covered his eyes, heading them from the others. Every once in a while the man would bite his lip as he read the words on the paper. After sometime he turned and left the room, letting the door slam shut behind him. The man began to walk down a long hallway that was lined with large metal doors, similar to the one he had just slammed shut. His eyes kept scanning the pages, only flicking up every once in a while to make sure that he wasn’t about to run into anything or anyone.

                   After a few moments of walking down the hallway, passing doors and other hallways that seemed to stretch in all kinds of directions, the man turned down one of the hallways and kept walking. The doors that lined this hallway were different from the other doors he passed. They were still metal, but they had small windows and different numbers attached to them. The man passed by several of the doors before stopping at one that was marked with a “24”. The man looked through the window to see a boy with black hair sitting on a cot holding a book in his hand. He wore a light colored t-shirt that was marked with a “24” and a pair of dark sweatpants. He wore nothing of his feet which he had slightly underneath him as he was sitting with his legs crossed. His icy blue eyes scanned over the pages as he chewed on his lip, lost in whatever he was reading.

                   The man pulled out a key card as he continued to watch the boy, swiping in on a key pad. With a soft click the door unlocked and opened slightly. The man opened the door the rest of the way as he stepped into the room. Only then did he realize how small the room was with only a cot, sink, and toilet. The walls of the room were painted white like every other room, the only difference here was that it was charred black in certain spots. The man turned his attention to the boy who was now staring coldly at him from his spot on the cot. The man tried to smile, though could only force and half grin.