" Five more minutes mom..." I grumbled as I was shaken awake by, as I would soon find out, my future roommate. "Get up ya bloke!" I opened my eyes as everything came back to me. " You wanna be late to your first day ya git?!" He shouted urgently, pulling me out of bed. I, of course, was now wide awake and pretty freaked out. He was a guy with blonde hair, and good build, and he sounded British."What? Who're you? And where the hell am I?" I groaned as I got up and sat down. "They gave me a freshie, eh?, This'll be fun..." He mumbled to himself. "Hey ya bloke, listen carefully. I'm James, and this is Easte Academy. Basically,- " DING DING DONG DING. A voice on the intercom said in a monotone voice " Five minutes to Period One. All students report to Period One. Repeat. Five minutes to Period One. All students report to Period One." "Crap!" James growled. "Look, just exit this building, Go right, and you should see the Theater. Orientation's being held there. Good luck mate." He said as he scrambled out of the room to who knows where.
I took a look around and saw two queen sized beds, well they looked queen size. I wouldn't know. There were two dressers, two closets, two lamps, and two modest desks, all facing across from each other. Kinda creepy. Anyways, the room's theme was pretty- eh, I'll tell ya later. As per James' instructions, I walked out the building, which turned out to be a dorm with the words "Building 4". As I walked out, I saw a bunch of different buildings, all with the words Easte and an engraving of some winged animal. With nothing better do do, I went right, hoping to find the theater, and maybe some way to get the hell out of this place. After what seemed like an eternity, or ten minutes (I was kinda confused at this point) I found what looked like to be the theater. I walked in, and the door closed behind me.
Now this is the point in the story where you generally hear about some life changing experience, or some old dude giving what he thinks is an inspiring speech. To be honest, it was kinda boring, so I didn't remember much. I did, however, remember the most important parts, like how when I walked into the theater, and sat down, I was alone. Or how this green gas was coming out of the air vents. Or a large billboard that said a few heartwarming words. Welcome to Easte, Survive. Oh...crap.