Y/N's Pov

 All i see is darkness, it surrounds me. I feel around helplessly hoping i come across something I can use for light. I get flung upward as I scream bloody murder. Let's just say I think I use to have something against fast moving objects. The box finally screeches to a halt. Voices. The only thing that I hear before the doors open leaving me face to face with a group of teenage boys. 

"It's a bloody girl!" A blonde fellow with a british accent says shocked.

A few gasps were heard from the boys along with some ridiculous comments.

"Is she hot?"

"Dibs!"

"Enough!" shouts a older looking boy.

The brit boys offered me his hand and I immediately took it. In no time I was out of the horrid box? Crate? Thing? I don't know but it was bloody scary in it. Wait what's my name! I try as hard as I can to think of my name but yet nothing comes to mind.