The final class bell rang throughout the school. Signaling to all students that their freedom had arrived. Luther walked with his friend Banquinn to the exits of the school. Both students picking the fastest route to escaping the facility of education. "Bro my teacher is such a fuckin bitch bro. She's got a stick up her ass about all these fuckin rules man holy shit." Banquinn announces his frustration with his final teacher. The name of which is not important. "Dude maybe you should just, like, follow the rules it's not that hard." Luther responds. "Easy for you to say. You're content with boredom dude. My minds is just more wake up kid than you.". Luther was preparing to come up with a clever remark, but what does 'being more wake up kid than you' mean? And did he even say that at all. His lips didn't move correctly. His mouth barely looked like it said something completely different. Luther's eyes began to become increasingly heavy. Until he couldn't open his eyes without using all of his will.
Luther woke up. He had been only been dreaming. Which explains his friend's strange response. But it doesn't explain where he was.
The room was white and sterile. The walls and floor marble and shiny. The ceilings material couldn't be told, the bright lights coming from it obscured whatever it was made out of from eyesight. "Finally, kids woken up. Alright. Begin the cognitive function tests." A voice spoke, Luther could see no person to which it belonged to. He looked around and found a speaker on the ceiling. It was one of the few things that could be discerned through the lights, which seemed to have gotten dimmer, or at least his eyes just got used to being open.
Luther was confused, he had no idea where he was. He slowly backed into a corner, and got a full view of what was in this room. The room was barren and empty. The only peice of furniture was a single steel framed bed, with a hefty mattress. There was what seemed to be a doorknob on the wall, no door hinges could be seen though.
He looked intensly. Waiting for something to slam it open and come running at him like a horror movie. His heart was racing, his ears began to heat up and his blood was piercing through is veins at high speeds.
Suddenly, a piece of the wall began to open like a door, but the wall was completely empty, and wasn't even near the only doorknob in the room. A man had entered the room, Luther recognized the outfit he wore. It was the same as the scientist from before he somehow ended up here.
He couldn't remember how he ended up in this empty white room. His jaw ached as he tried to remember, a headache starting to form. He touched his jaw and tried to feel if anything was wrong. There was a sore spot that hurt to touch, other then that everything seemed to be in order.
The man in the lab coat placed a series of objects on the floor. "Solve them." The man demanded, his voice filled with annoyance. His eyes had a darkness of sleep deprivation under them. His black hair having a few stressfilled white outliers, his thin beard unkempt. The man quickly walked out.
Luther stuck to his corner, eyeing the objects, as if it were going to come to life if he looked away. A voice from the intercom interrupted the intense staring contest Luther had with these mysterious objects "solve the puzzles or you will be penalized for not following orders.". Luther quickly complied with the voice, he didn't want to find out what penalty would await him if he disobeyed.
The objects appeared to be a series of puzzles meant to be solved. But it was nothing like he had seen before. It looked completely chaotic and random. Pieces of it stuck out and could be moved around but some of them didn't move. Random segments had bland colors while others had a vibrant mishmash of the rainbow. S
Under normal circumstances he would have fiddles with it before eventually giving up after making no progress. But Luther's situation wasn't normal. He was taken against his will, and is being kept in some sort of lab basically in the middle of nowhere. And they must've did something to him because his head and jaw hurt, was he drugged? It doesn't explain the jaw pain though. Whatever it was it didn't matter because he had a puzzle to solve.