THE GAME

I blinked my eyes seeing nothing but a pitch darkness. I woke to a throbbing headache. My hand held my forehead acting as if it would help. I can’t remember anything. I don’t know where I am or what happened. I could hear a sinister laugh from a distance.

Him.

That the only thing I remember. Not his face but his laugh. It echoed throughout my aching mind. A dim light flickered from the rotting ceiling above. I could now see my surroundings and laid there. My shirt was ripped and my pants were destroyed. Dried blood was found throughout the room I was in. I sat up and winced as a sharp pain in my ribs. I still managed to stand and made my way to the door. An old rusty metal door stood before me as I wrapped my hand around the doorknob. It was locked. I looked around and saw no windows. Fear began to overcome me.

How long will I be stuck here? Is there a way out? And where was the man who put me in the horrible place? Who was he? Why me?

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