Chapter one

In my head was nothing. I was blank. I didn't any color as I arose, though last I checked I wasn't color blind..perhaps it was an aftershock of nearly getting hit by a train. I was on a bed of soft something, although my back stung as if I had been snagged by a piece of metal. I reached at my shoulder and found a small cut. Last I remembered, I was joking around with my best friend Lillian after graduation. I remember taking my shoes off and walking along the tracks with her. Although I recalled having bare feet and a graduation gown over a AC/DC shirt and jeans, I was clad in a white t-shirt reading "security" and torn shorts...which happened to be in my backpack I brought along with me to the tracks. I laid down again, wondering if I was where I remembered last, and looked just ahead of where I was. In front of me was a group of people about my age, perhaps a year older. One was looking at my drivers license. Instinctively, my callused hands snatched it away. He looked at me in disgust, and his fists clenched. A man held him back by the arm and smiled at me. "Welcome to the team, Josh Harrison."