{y/n POV.}
I wake up on hard metal, where am I? I look around me and I'm covered with boxes of gardening supplies. Why can I remember anything? Y/n something or someone in my brain whispers. That must be my name. But what's my last name? Where the fuck am I? I start to panic and I bang on the metal but obviously that doesn't do anything. "Help!" I scream. I try my hardest to hold back tears. Am I going to be in the mysterious metal box for ever? That can't be the case because I'm going up. I have to be going somewhere.
10 minutes go by and I'm still going up. "HELP ME!" I scream again in fear. Nothing. I lean against the cold and uncomfortable metal and close my eyes trying to catch my breath. That's when a blinding red light flashes and the ride stops with a big thump. I fall back and hit my head on the metal. I start to feel nauseous, and I see the box open up with a crowd of unfamiliar faces before I black out.