Curiousity killed the cat. Loading a save file brought it back. And, hopefully, the experience was scary enough to convince them to not do it again.
*guy who's trying to pretend he's not trapped* big fan of narratives. big fan of the ceaseless and repetitive flow of events given life by an audience and mutated by their perception
The halls don’t end. They keep going and going in empty, carpeted infinity and the world outside is an eternity away.
You are more alone than you have ever been, because even humanity does not linger here.
The white walls are everything and they are nothing and they will never end.
you wake up. it’s been an hour. you wake up. it’s been a year. you wake up. it’s only been a second. the world is bright and cold and twisting like your mind. you wake up.