Ahh. The creature had just stabbed me with something in my left thigh. Then it keeled back over again. What had it done? Then I felt it. The pain was beyond anything I had ever experienced, it was so intense, so all-consuming, that I no longer recognised where I was… My bones felt like fire of a volcano dripping through my skin and it was tearing me apart. White-hot knives were piercing every inch of my skin, my head was surely splitting in two; my eyes nearly rolled back into my head.
I wanted everything to end. I wanted to blackout… To die.
No. I heard a stern voice in my head as I fitted on the floor. It was my mothers. She wanted me to fight. I took deep breaths and tried to clear my head. I am not going to die. I am not going to die. I fought with all his strength to sit up. It’s not real. Nothing could cause me pain like this. Focus on something my mum’s voice said in my head.
I did. I focused on a memory. I was 5 years old and I was on my old swing set and my mum was pushing me on it smiling gently. This gave me strength, her smile. I stood up. The pain stopped. I had won.
“Well Done Kane you have completed the trial” The voice was back and it was almost a relief to hear it.
It was over. I had done it. They would let me go now. They must have collected enough data. Relieved I let a small smile dance across my lips.
“Now what do I do?” I yelled, anxious to get out of here.
Where I knew a tree had previously stood there was a large silver door. I realised suddenly that none of the surrounding area can be real, it must all be computer generated onto panels or something which was why it went dark so quickly. I hurry over to the door and go through it.