Michonne wakes up in a dimly lit room after fully regaining her consciousness. She remembered everything that happened to her, pieced the clues together, and finally deduced that it was that man named Okafor. Michonne was snapped out of her thoughts by a pain in her injured leg. She took a look at it and found it had already been treated. Michonne stood up and headed toward the door, fighting her pain. Before she could reach it, the door opened. When she raised her head, her eyes met the eyes of the woman who was wearing the same black uniform. The woman remained standing, examining Michonne, before the mysterious woman started her speech, saying: "I am Sergeant Major Thorne. Okafor sent me to see if you need anything." Michonne took a careful look at her and then started the conversation by asking: "Where am I, and why did that person named Okafor bring me here?" She answered her simply and said: "He just saved your life and sent me to check on you because he is busy. The other questions, he will answer them personally, and now I will leave you to rest for a bit
When she turned her head to leave, she stopped suddenly, turned around, and said one last word: 'You better get used to living here quickly.' She walked out and closed the doors behind her, leaving Michonne drowned in her thoughts
She woke up from the daze that followed those words, trying to analyze them. Did that mean she couldn't leave this place? What on earth was this place, and what was all of this? Terror slowly began to creep into her, and thoughts overwhelmed her. The first thing she thought about was her children, whom she had left behind to search for their father. The realization that she had gone out to find him, hadn't found him, and might never return to them terrified her to death. Michonne shook her head to clear the negative thoughts, taking a deep breath to regain her focus. Her immediate thought was to escape from here; a gut feeling was telling her that this place was extremely dangerous. But before doing that, she needed to recover and regain her full strength.Suddenly, her train of thought was interrupted again, but this time by a person wearing a mask whom she couldn't recognize. He went over, placed a food tray and a bottle of water down, turned around, and walked out without saying a single word. For several minutes, Michonne stared at her food, wondering if it was safe and if she would be poisoned if she ate it. After all, these people had tried to kidnap her. But in the end, she decided to eat; if they wanted to hurt her, they would have done so while she was unconscious. She took one last look at the food and began to eat. Ultimately, she was starving, and her weakened body needed every single bite. In a short time, she finished the plate and drank the water.Michonne finally felt some energy returning to her body, and ideas began to brew in her mind again. The first thing she would do was make them believe she wouldn't escape. Once her injured leg healed, she would leave and return to her children. Things continued this way for nearly a week: the person bringing food three times a day, and a doctor changing her bandages. She felt she had become strong enough to actually start the plan. Her plan was to kill the person who brought the food, take his clothes, and then walk out without anyone suspecting a thing. Michonne smiled at the plan she had devised and lay back on her bed, thinking about how to kill him since she was weaponless and her katana was in their possession. Ideas kept pouring into Michonne's mind, and they stopped when her eyes fell upon her bedsheet. She decided to fashion a rope out of it to strangle the person who brought her food, and she immediately began executing it. When she finished, Michonne knew that dinner would be brought to her shortly, making this the perfect timing for the escape.After about 8 minutes, she heard the sound of the door lock opening and hid the makeshift rope she had created. She stood up from her spot, determined to execute her plan. But as soon as she saw the person who entered, she felt a deep frustration. It wasn't the same man, but rather the man named Okafor and that woman—whatever her name was—standing directly in front of her. The man advanced toward Michonne while she tried to hide the rope, which she succeeded in doing, or at least she thought she did.Okafor cut through her train of thought, telling her that they were going to take her outside, but before that, she had to pass a simple test. All she had to do was answer the questions. Michonne just stared at him in silence, which she broke this time, asking him: "Who the hell are you, and what do you want from me?" Okafor smiled as he replied: "We are the CRM organization." Michonne shook her head, questioning what this CRM was, and he answered her: "The Civic Republic Military. We save lives." She interrupted him, mocking: "Even when they don't want to?" He kept looking at her with a long stare and added that anyone who enters here undergoes a brief interrogation by the committee, and that she must lie about everything so she won't be killed. "That's all I can tell you for now," he said. "You will be moved to a more comfortable place, and tomorrow morning, someone will be sent to escort you to that location, and I will be there. Now, put that little thing behind your back away, and let's go."
Michonne was shocked that her plan had already been exposed. She knew that this man standing before her was very intelligent and that she had to be extremely careful around him. The woman standing behind him intervened and said that they needed to move now. Okafor turned to her and added, "Yes, let's go," moving slightly to make way for Michonne to step forward. She stood still for a moment, telling herself that she couldn't do anything right now. She advanced with firm steps, and they took her to a more comfortable place, just as he had told her.
On their way, Michonne kept examining the situation outside; it was relatively quiet. They got into a black Jeep and headed forward. After nearly 15 minutes, they finally arrived. They got out of the car, and Michonne did the same, as they led her to her new place.
After settling into her new room—which had a solid wooden door and glass windows that she bet were bulletproof or shatterproof—she kept pacing and pacing around the room. She was thinking about the committee she would face. On the way, both Okafor and Thorne had emphasized that she must appear weak and also lie about everything, even her name. "We are doing this only to save you, and do not ask any questions... at least not now," that was how he concluded his talk with her. Michonne lay on the bed after eating her dinner and placed her head on her pillow, with thoughts wandering in her mind until she fell asleep without even realizing it.
The next morning, Michonne woke up hours before sunrise. She washed her face in the restroom attached to her room. After she finished, she went back to thinking about what she would say there. Lying wasn't difficult at all. "No, no, no... I will succeed in this. I've been through much worse than a mere interview, and I am good at it," Michonne told herself. She took a deep breath and exhaled even harder. She didn't feel the time passing until she heard a knock on the door, which then opened. A person placed breakfast there and walked out immediately. Michonne looked at what was on the table and knew she wouldn't be able to eat; not because the food was bad, but because her anxiety prevented her. She set the food tray aside and waited until the person who would take her to the interview location arrived.
When she arrived, she found herself in a place that looked like an office, but it was massive in size. She noticed three chairs where three people were sitting: two men and a woman. She kept turning her head to see where Okafor and Thorne were, which seemed impossible because if they were there, she would have seen them. Her train of thought was stopped by a female voice ordering her to sit. She complied, and they began asking questions. The first question was about her name. She answered them, along with several other questions. She told them her name was Olivia, her age was 33, and the weapon she used was a small bow, among many other questions. As she turned her head, she noticed a large mirror-like glass and instantly knew someone was behind it.
After she finished the interview and walked out, they gave her a special uniform for new recruits and welcomed her. Once she met up with Thorne and Okafor, he warned her to remain cautious because their leader didn't suspect her. Michonne nodded her head, signaling that she understood. He then added that he wanted to introduce her to an important member of their group, but not right now because he was out on a mission and scheduled to return tomorrow. "But for now," he said, "you are free to walk around and explore the place.
Michonne kept wandering through the streets of the place, which felt strange to her. As she walked around, she stored the locations in her memory, searching for any vulnerability or gap she could exploit when she eventually tried to escape. She kept wandering until it was late, then returned to her quarters. It didn't escape her notice that people were watching her. She said to herself, "Idiots... as if I would escape right away. In any case, I will get into my place first, and then I will think about how to escape from here."After she returned to her room, she found food waiting for her. She ate, finished, and leaned back on her bed. Time passed quickly, and she didn't even realize she had fallen asleep until the next morning.
They should teach you the meaning of privacy." Michonne turned around and found Thorne, whom she stared at for a moment before Thorne started speaking, saying that now that she had passed the interview, she would have rights and some duties. "First, you will walk around freely, but within a limited range, and the rest Okafor will explain to you personally. For now, as I said, you have the right to act freely. And as a piece of advice from me: do not act recklessly or try to escape. I know that look in your eyes very well." She turned and left without saying anything else.Michonne sat on her bed and took a deep breath to help her absorb Thorne's final words. Pictures of her children began to illuminate in her memory. She took a deep breath, exhaled, and decided that she would escape at the very first opportunity.She stood up and went out, keeping exploring things until suddenly, a helicopter like the one that brought her here passed over her. Michonne's eyes followed the chopper until it landed on top of a towering building that was visible from where she stood. Michonne moved immediately toward it. After walking for a long time, she finally arrived, and the place was heavily secured, with people in black uniforms well-distributed around it. One of the guards stepped forward and ordered her to leave, but she interrupted him and said that she was here because Okafor had sent for her. She had already lied without even thinking. The guard stood still for a bit, then went inside. After a few minutes, he returned to her, said okay, opened the door, and let her in. Then he walked ahead of her, and she followed him. When they arrived at a spot, the guard stopped, pointed at the door, and left her. She hesitated to enter at first, but the door actually opened
on the first floor. Okafor was already there with Thorne and a third person whom she couldn't recognize because he was wearing his mysterious uniform. She stopped in front of them, and before she could utter a single word, Okafor stepped forward and told her that he was just about to send someone to bring her here, but she had already arrived, and he let out a light laugh.Michonne, who felt a shiver run through her body from the stares of the person standing behind Okafor, kept looking at him. She was brought back by Okafor's voice, who told her that this was the person he wanted her to meet, but he preferred to keep his handsome face behind the mask, and Okafor let out a laugh, and Thorne smiled too. But Michonne didn't care because she still felt the stranger's eyes staring at her continuously, until she felt deeply uncomfortable.
Note: I apologize if the chapter is long and mysterious, but the upcoming chapters will be better, and I also hope that the scenario I prepared will meet your approval.
