I take a quick look back before pushing myself to do the right thing.
I rush into the room that was divided by a glass wall. From the see-through glass, I could see a high-tech white room. There was no one in there.
Luckily.
“Archie?” My voice came out lower than I intended.
When his eyes meet me, he spoke: “You are here.”
Only he looked so different from the last time I saw him. Right now he was depleted, and barely opening his eyes.
I scoot to him and squatted on one knee. He has chains restraining his hands, legs, and one around his neck.
What is this place? Why are people treated like animals? Wasn't ultimate earth supposed to be a better place? Bully-free and every other painful activity?
I couldn't hide the confusion in my voice when I answered him: “Yes I participate
