Claire Perry

A World Alone

The red flashing lights slowly started to wake the man strapped to the chair who had just been having a rather pleasant dream. Deep within his mind something was screaming for him to wake up but it was a quiet scream and he squinted trying to fall back into his dream. Then the sound started to register, much like a wrench across corrugated steel, it was an alarm that he knew well and it was deeply ingrained in his training.