Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-44610077-20200119003418

It was a long dark hallway. I was a mere speck, a shadow of a man inside something along those lines. I was kind of scared as I couldn’t see myself. Heck, I couldn’t even hear myself. Why am I narrating myself? Whatever. Sometimes it looks like there’s a light in front of me, at the end of the hallway, but I can’t really be too sure. 5 hours in the absence of light will make you delusional.

I wonder if I turned back and walked to where I started from if I would be able to get out of this place. For some strange reason I feel an odd compulsion to continue walking. I wonder if this place is messing with me in some way. Every once in a while it seems like there’s a camera in front of me and I hear mechanical sounds as it seems to turn towards me.

Sometimes I like to narrate myself as if I’m reading a story to someone or having a nonexistent conversation. It just part of my nature. I don’t know why, but I like doing it.

Am I walking down some sort of endless hallway? I’ve been in here for around 8 hours now, which is really starting to mess with me. Wait. I hear people talking through the wall. “Maybe we should let him go. I mean, test subject 4 has been here for eight hours already, and we have proved that our machines can stimulate his body correctly. I’m pretty sure The Boss wouldn’t want us to have him die like number 2…” “Hey! We agreed to never bring up test subject 2! Number 4 might hear us!” “Fine. I’m going to check the cameras and see what section he’s in… hey, uh, Mitch? I think he’s listening to us… please don’t hurt me…” Smack. Smack. Smack. What is going on here?

I’ve noticed that after spending 15 hours in this place I haven’t needed to eat, sleep, or go to the bathroom besides when I came in to the main facility. They said there was a bathroom down the end of the hall, yet now I don’t have to go. I still have that strange compulsion to go to the end of the hallway, but I don’t know why. I severely want to get as far away as I can from this place, but I can’t stop myself from walking forward. It’s like I’m being controlled somehow…

My reason to come here is also pretty strange for me. I saw an ad on TV that they sold tea at a very low price, and for some reason, I felt that I just needed to go. I don’t even like tea. I saw the commercial and I felt forced to go. The commercial was pretty weird too. It… it had this… I just lost my train of thought. I wonder what I was thinking about.

Something is really off about this place. I’m actively trying to turn back around, but my mind is forcing me to continue in this direction. It doesn’t want me to stop. I don’t want to stop.

I can hear people talking again. “M-Mitch? Can you h-help me?” “C’mon, what is it now?” “Something about the m-machine isn’t working right… The electric current that’s supposed to go into the-“ “Shhh! He might be listening! Every time we speak his thought file creates our conversations! You need to use different words! Geez…” “Okay… the stuff-thingy that goes into his thinly-thingy isn’t producing enough stuff to keep him influenced… he’s independent right now…”

Oh my god! I am so hungry! Was this place keeping me tranquil? I need to eat something, I need to drink something, I need to pee! What is going on? I can turn back around now, but if it’s going to take another 27 hours, what’s the point?

I think I see the end! It’s a red door with a small light next to it! I think I can make it! I don’t care what I’m feeling, I might finally get out of here! It took 32 hours, but I’m finally here!

I love this place. I love the darkness. It makes me feel snug and secure. I love how it keeps me warm, how it quenches my thirst and it keeps me from needing to eat or go to the bathroom. I like how I had the choice to leave but knew that it was best to stay in this wonderful place, so I decided with my own freewill to stay and turned back around to go through it again. Did I mention how much I love this place? It’s so cool and I like how th… “You’ve really done it now Mitch. You looped him up so much that he loves this place. Yeah, I know he can hear us, but does it really matter if he’s going to die here? He is so crazed that he wants to go through it again… Do you really think The Boss will be happy now that he is stuck forever? We lost a strong test subject because you got power hungry. We were supposed to let him leave. Goodbye Mitch.” Bang. I wonder what wonderful, lovely things were happening in there. Did I mention that I love this place? Anyway, I’m tired so I’m going to go to sleep. Subject #4 terminated

Author13 (talk) 00:34, January 19, 2020 (UTC) 