Rotting Dreams

''Rotting Dreams '' [[Start | START]]

You awaken from your comfy bed in what appears to be your room. Except something seems rather off about it. The walls appear outstretched and warped, the ceiling just a little too high for your liking. The floor warps ever so slightly beneath you making you feel unsteady despite the fact the warping floor does not move you or the bed you reside in. The objects in your room seem off, as if not meshing with the warped surrounding. Unease courses through you even more at the dimly lit scene before you, your hands gripping the sheets that bring you warmth as an attempt to bring you some semblance of comfort. What shall you do? [[It's just my eyes playing tricks on me. Some more sleep will fix this. | Sleep]] [[I'm kind of thirsty. Maybe some water will help clear my head. | Get up]]

You lay back down, pulling the covers up to cover the rest of your body as well as the lower part of your face. You nuzzle back into your pillow, breathing a heavy sigh of relief of the cool pillow soothing your unease as you shut your eyes. You slowly begin to drift back to sleep once more, the rest of your unease fading as your consciousness is swept away into a dreamless sleep. Unfortunately for you, the peaceful nature of this sleep did not stay that way for long. For you began to feel yourself falling, your vision still shrouded in pitch blackness. You fall, further and further to this endless abyss until your body feels the cold dark tendrils of the dark wrap around your very being, pulling you down further and further until you [[knew no more. | Bad Ending]]

You rise up from your bed, shivering a little as your bare feet touch the cold wooden floor. You briefly regret not putting on socks or slippers as you push yourself off of your bed, soon walking out infront of your bed. Now out of bed, the room seems a lot bigger than you remembered it. The door leading to your room seeming farther than usual. But you chalk it up to being tired. There are many choices. Many fates that may await you. What shall you do? [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

//Some things are better left ignored. Unfortunately, that was not the case for you, now was it? I pity you. [[Let's give this another try then, shall we? | START]]//

You quickly walk over to your bedroom door, your feet dragging along the cold floor. The floor feels...//gross// beneath you. Bending beneath your feet ever so slightly, hugging just ever so slightly around the bottom of your feet, squishing a little in between your toes. You can't help but shudder a little as you walk faster towards your door, reaching out towards the knob and... It's locked. You stand there, blinking slowly as your sleepy brain tries to process that yes..the door was locked. Your bedroom door, which is usually cracked open, was not only closed..but locked. [[It can't be locked. Maybe if I just..jiggle it a little...| JIGGLE]] [[What kind of bullshit is this?! RAAAAAH! | KICK]] [[It's locked. There's nothing I can do now but look around. | THINK]]

Looking in this direction, you are met with a large window, the large violet curtains drawn over it. Underneath the window, resting against the wall is a black safe with a number pad on it. You would have been more curious about the safe, as you couldn't remember a time you ever had it in your room, but another object was resting on top of it. Sitting atop the safe was a strange porcelain doll in a victorian style dress, the aging visible with the decrepit nature of it's discolored skin and dress. An eye also appeared to be missing, making you look around a bit in slight paranoia, not wanting to accidentally step on it. You can't help but shiver at the sight, your lips thinning as you could have sworn the damn doll had blinked. But with how odd your room was now, you wouldn't be very surprised if that was true. You tried not to think much about it, not wanting to have your nerves get the better of you. [[What's this safe doing here? | SAFE]] [[What does the outside look like? | WINDOW]] [[I...don't like how this doll looks...but I'm curious.. | DOLL]]

Looking in this direction, you are met with a large table with a comfortable gaming chair in front of it. On the table were some regular items that were usually on a table a college student like yourself had. A (text-style:"smear","blink")[INPUT LABEL HERE] computer rested on the table. The wall behind the computer were three posters, each from a different genre of game you like. [[I wonder what's on my computer... | COMPUTER]] [[I'm going to check out my posters. | POSTERS]]

You decide to check out your ceiling once more aaaand....yep. Still just as warped and weird as the rest of these walls. And...was that mold? You make a disgusted face, eyes squinting and lips thinned at the sight as yes...yes it was mold. You could have sworn you got the mold problem fixed, or at least your parents had that fixed before you came by to visit. But either the mold grew back overnight or your parents never bothered to fix it. Either way, it was gross and you could already feel how damaging that would be to your body if you breathed it in any longer. God though, how hard was it to clean the mold? Why couldn't your parents have handled it by now? Did they not care about your precious lungs? You wonder why you even came back to visit at this point. You couldn't ponder the thought for long as you felt a large blob land around your head. Your screams are muffled and soon reduced to garggles as every part of your head, along with your shoulders and hands that were clawing at the gelatinous being, begin to disolve. The being slowly desolves every part of your body until you are reduced to nothing more than a skeleton on the floor. [[But hey, at least you're a cool halloween decoration, right? | Bad Ending 4]]

You look upon your bed and the nightstand beside your bed. Your night stand is a bit on the small side, but still useful enough to hold at least three things. Those three things being your phone, your lamp, and your quaint little pot harboring a cute red poppy flower. You can't help but smile a little realizing the items beside your bed weren't looking as odd as the room. Or at least not at this moment, which made you hope the items would hold out. [[I'll check out my bed. Maybe I left something there while I slept? | BED]] [[I'll check out my phone. It's probably charged at this point. | PHONE]] [[I'll turn on the lamp light. It's a little dark to see in here. | LAMP]] [[How's my little poppy doing in this hell scape? | POPPY]]

With both hands, you try to turn the door knob side to side. Only to be met with the same resistance as you usually would when a door is locked. Yet you were determined to try to open this door that //wasn't// supposed to be locked. So you jiggle it more aggressively, still using both hands as you twist and pull with all your might. ''POP'' ..... You look down, seeing that the knob you were messing with had popped right out of the door. Oh boy, you can already imagine how angry your parents would be for busting your door knob. You wonder...can you even fix this? //Should// you even try to fix this now? or is this a later you's problem? [[I'm just gonna...pop it back in. No one will notice. | NO ONE]] [[I'll fix it later. Time to explore more. | DOOR]]

In a moment of frustration, you let go of the door knob and roared out in anger at the locked door. You, without thinking, reel your foot back and slam it into the door as hard as you could. In your anger, you had completely forgotten that you weren't wearing any slippers....and you had just kicked a door with no protection on. Pain shoots through your big toe specifically as it slams hard against a hard wooden door. The pain is so great that it sends your heart into shock as your promptly collapse onto the floor...[[dead | Bad Ending 3]].

You take a step away from the door, letting go of the door knob and quickly turning away. Trying to open the door by force would be pointless. So finding a key was in order if you really wanted that glass of water. And you //really// wanted that water. Thus begins your exploration of your own room. [[I'll look to my right. | LEFT 1]] [[I'll look to my left. | RIGHT 1]] [[I'll look up. | UP 1]] [[I'll look forward. | BEHIND 1]]

You look to your left and to your right quickly, as if self conscious of someone suddenly being in your room and seeing your wrong doings. You then quickly decide to shove the door knob back into the hole it popped out of, twisting it around a bit until you heard a small click. You assumed that click had meant it was fixed once more, allowing you to let out a relieved sigh as you let go of the knob and turn around to continue exploring. You couldn't help but shiver, as you could have sworn you heard a raspy voice thank you once you turned around. You didn't dare turn back and instead decided to move on forward. There's still a lot of room to explore and you won't let a creepy voice deter you from doing so. [[I'll look to my right. | LEFT 1]] [[I'll look to my left. | RIGHT 1]] [[I'll look up. | UP 1]] [[I'll look down. | UNDER 1]] [[I'll look forward. | BEHIND 1]]

//Procrastination... A horrible habit, is it not? It only leads to disaster. I pity you. [[Let's give this another try, shall we? | Get up]]//

(align:"<==>")+(box:"=XXX=")[= With a heavy sigh, you pocket the door knob into...wherever you put it. Come to think of it, where //did// you put that door knob? Your pajama pants don't have any pockets, nor does your pajama shirt so... You try not to think too hard about it, or else you might begin to spiral. So instead of allowing yourself to sink into an existential spiral, you decide to start your exploration of your room. But as you turn around, you hear a faint raspy whisper that freezes you right in place. " //(text-style:"sway")[My heart]// ... " Your breath shudders as you're too afraid to look back. You can hear the wood of the door groan, indicating that its slowly bending in some way. You freeze in place, unable to turn around as you (link-reveal: "hear.") [ " //(text-style:"sway")[Give it back]// ..." The wood bends more, the groaning sound getting louder as it soon splinters and breaks. You know by how you hear wooden bits clatter on the ground, some of them sliding and bouncing enough to brush against the back of your heels. "''(text-style:"shudder")[GIVE ME BACK MY HEEEEEEAAAAAARRRRRT!!!]''" You didn't have time to turn around as the raspy voice suddenly shrieked in despair and anger, the sound of wood quickly snapping in half as black tendrils shoot out and wrap around your very being. You let out a terrified shriek as you're pulled into the horrible mouth of the door, your screams quickly silenced as the darkness behind the door's wooden teeth engulfs you. Leaving nothing but the wooden door knob you had decided to keep to fix [[later | Bad ending 2]].]

//...... I know stubbing your toe hurts but.... That was a bit dramatic, no? Anyways... I pity you. [[Let's give this another try, shall we? | Get up]]//

//They are right about one thing... You did become a cool halloween decoration in the end. A shame it's no where close to halloween though. I pity you. [[Let's give this another try, shall we? | Get up]]//

Your bed stands before you, your rose tinted sheets all crumpled up beside where you once were laying. Your once soft pillows now flattened with age, making you remember that maybe you should buy new pillows. But the mere thought of pillow shopping makes your nose wrinkle a little as you shake your head to yourself. You don't want to waste any time going out to buy something as simple as pillows...or at least that is your excuse for not wanting to go outside of your house. Despite your pillows screaming to be replaced, your bed looks rather comfortable... [[I want to flop face first on the bed! | FLOP FACE]] [[ I want to flop onto the bed! | FLOP]] [[I'm not tired. I'm thirsty. | NOT TIRED]]

You're (text-style:"smear","blink")[INPUT LABEL HERE] phone is in the exact spot you left it, on the nightstand with the charger plugged in. You're happy you actually remembered to plug it in before you slept. You always had a habit of forgetting and end up cursing at the sight of your phone either being close to death or completely dead. As you grab your phone, you wonder if the phone was still charging. With the way your room looked now, you wouldn't be surprised if it didn't turn on. Or...what if it did turn on? But when it did, the screen would blind you permanently and you'll never be able to see again? What if it was evil?! .....okay. Now you feel like you're being a little dramatic. But you still couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. [[I don't trust it. I'm leaving it alone and checking the lamp. | LAMP]] [[I don't trust it. I'm checking out my little flower. | POPPY]] [[I'm going to bed. | BED]] [[I rather search the room. | SEARCH 7]] [[Don't be a coward. It's just a little phone. | PHONE 2]]

A quaint little lamp rests on your nightstand. You don't completely remember how you got it. Was it from a yardsale? Or a gift from a family member? You truly can't be sure. But if you were being honest, the story of how this simple lamp came to be wasn't important. What was important was....oh what was it again? [[What's important is figuring out if this lamp works! | LAMP 2]] [[What's important is getting something to drink! | SEARCH 4]]

Your poppy seemed okay, still as lively as ever despite everything. This is your favorite flower, so you were really glad that your hard work paid off. You remember aquiring it to add some more color and nature to your room. Lord knows you need it when your room was barely lit and barely had any life in it, other than the posters you had around the room. You're //really// happy your poppy is still alive. [[I want to inspect my flower closer. | CLOSER 1]] [[Let me check out my phone. | PHONE]] [[Let me check out my lamp. | LAMP]]

You walk up to your (text-style:"smear","blink")[INPUT LABEL HERE] computer. You hadn't touched it in a little while despite how much digital homework you need to complete by next week. You wince at the thought, an anxiety filling the pit of your stomach. You rather not think about the amount of work you need to complete. Instead, you'd like to focus on the task at hand. [[Let's open my computer. | COMPUTER 2]] [[I want to look at the posters. | POSTERS]] [[I want to explore more. | SEARCH 8]]

You take a closer look at your cute little flower, taking in the small details of how the stem curves out of the soil. The contrast of the orange red color of the petals seeming to illuminate with the pulsating gloomy purple background. You really enjoy your beloved poppy brings a clash of color to your gloomy room. You can't imagine what your room would be like without your little flower friend resting on the nightstand beside your bed. [[Enough stalling, I should check my phone. | PHONE]] [[Enough stalling, I should check my lamp. | LAMP]] [[Closer.... | CLOSER 2]]

//Don't you know the rules of being on your bed? No limbs should hang off of the bed. That's how the monsters get you. I pity you... [[Let's give this another try, shall we? | Get up]]//

You take a step back before jumping forward, using that momentum to leap onto the bed. You bounce a little from landing on your back, a sigh escaping your lips at the comfortable feeling of your body sinking into the mattress just right. You lay there, your limbs sprawled out like a starfish as you shut your eyes for just a moment. Despite how odd your room looked and how dense the air felt, you felt comfortable. In fact, you shut your eyes, another pleased sigh leaving your lips. [[I want to sleep...I'm tired. | Sleep 2]] [[I just want to rest my eyes.. | REST]] [[I shouldn't waste time. I'm thirsty. | UP]]

You decide not to waste time laying down. You're getting more thirsty by the second. So you believe it is better to get out of this room. Or you could keep searching around. [[ Actually, I want to look at my bed again.| BED]] [[I'll check out my phone. It's probably charged at this point. | PHONE]] [[I'll turn on the lamp light. It's a little dark to see in here. | LAMP]] [[How's my little poppy doing in this hell scape? | POPPY]] [[I'll take a step back... | SEARCH]]

You turn away from your bed, deciding you've had enough looking around that area. Now, looking before you, you are presented with the same options as before. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You look down to not only see the molding and squirming floor, but your quaint circular carpet. You can't help but step atop of it, feeling the fluffy hairs tickle your feet and peak in between your toes. You giggle, wiggling your toes to feel the softness. You would love to lay down, run your fingers through the softness of the rug. But you also want to leave this room. [[I want to feel my rug. | RUG]] [[I have to get back on track. I'm thirsty. | SEARCH 3]]

This normal safe is resting, the red light illuminating the dark room with a number pad below it. You don't remember having a safe, making you wonder what is inside. A part of you believes there is something important. Very important. [[Let me check out the doll.. | DOLL]] [[Let me check out the window. | WINDOW]] (link-rerun:"I think I know the code...")[(set: $critique to (prompt: "What is the code?", "")) (if: $critique is "36541") [(goto: "FREE")] ]

You walk up to the window, moving the curtains out of the way to try to see out into the world. But instead of looking out into your backyard, you are met with complete darkness lttered with spots of light that were periodically swallowed by the everending nothingness, only to appear once more. While you aren't sure these balls of light are fireflies, they are remeniscent of them. You wish you could find out, a need to reach out towards the dark to have a chance to touch the light burning within you. [[I want to reach out. | REACH]] [[There's no point. | SEARCH 5]]

Despite your clear distrust of this inanimate object, you can't help your curious nature. So you crouch down, reaching your hand out to the doll. The tip of your finger lightly, and hesitantly, presses against it's belly before quickly moving your hand away as if it had burned you. You keep still, watching intently for something to happen. Waiting for //something// with it's unblinking singular eye and unmoving nature. You weren't sure what you were really waiting for. Maybe you wanted it to blink? To move? To show some sign of life? But why would you want that? Why would you want this humanoid, yet inhuman, //"toy"// to display such human qualities? You aren't sure //what// you are thinking. It was just a doll. A. //Doll.// There was nothing to it. Nothing for it to do. It wasn't even a speaking or squeaky toy. It was just a simple procelain doll. It's only use for its existance was to sit there and look "pretty". [[Pretty creepy...| DOLL 2]] [[I need to get away from this doll. | SEARCH 6]]

You jump right onto the bed, landing face first onto the thin pillow. You lay there on your bed, one of your arms and legs stretched out star fish style while your other arm and leg hang limp off the edge of the bed. Despite the fact it was kind of hard to breath with your face in the pillow, but your feeling very comfortable nonetheless. Unfortunately, you did need air and breathing with a pillow on your face wasn't comfortable. So, to make this short rest more comfortable, you turn your head to the side before snuggling up to the thin pillow with a tired sigh. But as you were getting more comfortable, you feel something grip your wrist and ankle tightly. Before you can move away from such a rough grab, whoever..//whatever// that had grabbed you had begun to pull you. You let out a shout of surprise, reaching over to grab whatever was beside you to stop you from getting pulled. Alas, it was futile as all you could grab was your messy sheets. Both you and your sheets are pulled roughly off your bed with a harsh thud. Your shrieks of fear echo in your room as your dragged under your bed. The only semblance of your existence being the blunt marking of your nails across the floor boards... [[...leading right under your bed.. | Bad Ending 5]]

(align:"<==>")+(box:"=XXX=")[= The viens coursing through the body of your friend pulsate with life. The nutrients of the soil flowing through the body, ending towards the vibrant head. You little friend is breathing with life, their many legs wriggling in delight in their dirty home. You're enjoying marveling at your little friend. [[Closer...! | CLOSER 3]] [[Enough, let me see my phone. | PHONE]] [[Enough, let me see my lamp. | LAMP]]

It breaths It lives It yearns It needs It's starving Feed it Feed it Feed it [[Feed it | FEED]] (Nothing here) [[No | NO]]

The red light switches to become green, letting out a loud beep to indicate that the safe was now open. You open the door, your eyes lighting up in relief at the sight of a key resting in the center. You grab golden key quickly, soon standing up and rushing towards the door. You skid to a stop, nearly running into the door as you jam the key into the lock, turning the key and hearing the wonderful sound of the door unlocking. You quickly open it with a large smile on your face. [[Yes! My freedom awaits! Sweet, refreshing, and cold water awaits! | GOOD ENDING]]

//You finally did it. You much suffering did you go through? All for a glass of water... Either way... Good for you, player. You [[win | WIN]]//

//What are you still doing here? You think there's more? Oh...right. The creator was too lazy to add an actual winning screen. Hm...how about this. I'll allow you to [[replay | START]] the game once more. Or... You can (link: "quit")[<script>window.close()</script>]. You decide.//

You allow your mind to drift as you nuzzle into your pillow, breathing a heavy sigh of relief of the cool pillow soothing your unease as you slowly drift off to sleep. Unfortunately for you, the peaceful nature of this sleep did not stay that way for long. For you began to feel yourself falling, your vision still shrouded in pitch blackness. You fall, further and further to this endless abyss until your body feels the cold dark tendrils of the dark wrap around your very being, pulling you down further and further until you [[knew no more. | Bad Ending]]

You allow yourself some rest. Allowing your mind to drift, your breathing steady as your toes and fingertips relax. The relaxing feeling slowly travels up your limbs, a feeling of serenity enveloping you until all that was left was your drifting mind. You feel at peace, feel one with yourself and disconnected from the room that surrounds you. You lay there for what feels like hours in pure bliss. But alas, the feeling of bliss must leave eventually, beginning with the tension slowly returning to your limbs as your mind is slowly being pulled back to reality. As you are drifting back, a thought crosses your mind. A thought you aren't entirely sure is your own, as you feel both disconnected yet familiar with this voice. //Four....Four....Four....Four....// The number repeats in your head ever so softly. //Four....Four....(text-style:"blur")[Four....Four....]// You feel the thoughts begin to drift as you slowly open your eyes. //(text-style:"blur")[Four....Four....](text-style:"blurrier")[Four...Four...]// //[[Open your eyes. | EYES]]//

You decide against resting as you shuffle off your bed semi-awkwardly. You quickly jump off of your bed as you are now presented with the following options. [[I want to check out my night stand. | NIGHTSTAND]] [[Actually, I do want to rest. | FLOP]] [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]]

You open your eyes, staring up at the pulsating dark cieling above you. You are confused by the odd thought that softly echoed through your mind. But you feel that it is rather important. Maybe you should write it down? Either way, you believe you should continue searching your room. You shuffled off your bed and soon stand. You are now presented with the following options. [[I want to check out my night stand. | NIGHTSTAND]] [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]]

Your night stand is a bit on the small side, but still useful enough to hold at least three things. Those three things being your phone, your lamp, and your quaint little pot harboring a cute red poppy flower. You can't help but smile a little realizing the items beside your bed weren't looking as odd as the room. Or at least not at this moment, which made you hope the items would hold out. [[I'll check out my phone. It's probably charged at this point. | PHONE]] [[I'll turn on the lamp light. It's a little dark to see in here. | LAMP]] [[How's my little poppy doing in this hell scape? | POPPY]] [[ I don't want to search the nightstand right now.. | SEARCH 2]]

You take a step back from the nigthstand, soon turning away from it. You are now met with a few choices. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You can't help yourself. When something is fluffy and nice, you can't help but want to run your fingers through it. You kneel down on the fluffy rug, your fingers delicately brushing through the soft hairs. You can't help but smile happily at the soft sensory input of the rug, until your fingers abruptly touch something rough. You grimace, moving your hand away for a moment as you weren't sure what it was. [[I think I'm done with the nice sensory experience. | SEARCH 3]] [[I'm...a little curious on what that could be. | NUMBER]]

You turn move away from the rug, deciding not to waste any time goofing around. You are now presented with the following choices. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You must feed them. They are starving. You //must//. You extend your arm out towards your little friend, wincing a litte as the roots dig out of the dirt and stab right into your arm. You feel them slowly dig into your skin, slithering ever so methodically into your muscle, your veins. You little friend slowly begins to feed, the stinging pain radiating through your arm making your breath hitch, yet you keep still. You don't want to disappoint your friend. [[Let it feed... | FEED 2]] [[No. Get away! | AWAY]]

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You blink owlishly, shaking your head to try to get rid of the cloudy feeling. You're feeling a little weird. Not //bad// weird, at least you don't believe so. But weird enough to decide that maybe you should continue your quest to quench your thirst. [[That was...odd... | ODD]]

You awkwardly look away from your little friend, running your fingers through your messy bedhair as you are now presented with the following choices. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You inspect the lamp further, checking to see if there was even a lightbulb in it. To your surprise, there was! You didn't remember actually screwing one in. But you suppose you had done so at some point. Or maybe someone else had done it? You weren't exactly sure. [[Can it turn on? | SWITCH]] [[Is it even plugged in? | PLUG]]

Ah, right, you remember now. You're feeling quite parched, your lips dry and your throat even more dry. You have no time fiddling about with a silly lamp. Not when you are so thirsty. [[I want to look at my phone. | PHONE]] [[I want to look at my little flower. | POPPY]] [[I want to look at my bed. | BED]] [[Actually, let me see the lamp again. | LAMP]] [[Let me search the rest of the room. | SEARCH 4.5]]

You couldn't help but mutter, what was supposed to be a thought, outloud that you found the doll rather creepy. Unbeknownst to you, the doll would take clear offense to that as its head snaps up to look directly at you. You felt a shriek get lodged in your throat as you briefly have a stare down with the doll's unblinking eye. " (text-style:"sway")[That...is very rude...] " The doll would speak in a shrill whisper. [[I'm sorry... | SORRY]] [[.... | SILENCE]]

Your want to reach out greatly overshadows your thirst. You reach up, unlocking the window before placing your palms on the ledge. You begin to push up in the effort to open the window, only to be met with harsh resistance as it doesn't seem to budge. [[I want to reach out! Push harder! | PUSH]] [[Forget it. I'll do something else. | SEARCH 5]]

You decide against opening the window, finding no point to try to do such a thing. You'd probably fall if you tried. Or maybe you'll be met with disappointment. You aren't sure and you don't want to find out. [[Let me look at the doll. | DOLL]] [[Let me look at the safe. | SAFE]] [[I want to search the rest of the room. | SEARCH 5.2]]

You decide you want to search the room. So you turn away from the lamp, the following choices now presented to you. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You turn away from the window, deciding you want to search the rest of your room. Once you turn around and walk back to the front of your bed, you are presented with the following choices. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You stand up, taking a step away from the decrepit doll. You try not to look at it's empty eyes as you try to decide what to do. [[I want to look at the window. | WINDOW]] [[I want to look at the safe. | SAFE]] [[I want to tsearch the room. | SEARCH 6.2]]

You turn away from the doll and walk back to the front of your bed, shuddering as you swear you can feel an unfamiliar gaze burn into the back of your skull. You try to ignore it and focus on the options presented to you. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You move your hands away, shaking out your hands and arms to loosen yourself up. You inhale sharply, quickly pressing your palms against top edge of the window once more and begin pushing upwards. The resistance is still there, but you don't quit. Even when you are red faced, grunting as your hot breath begins to fog up the window as your feet nearly slide beneath you with how much force you're using. You try and try, but the window does not budge, making you lose your strength as you drop your hands with a harsh breath. You mutter a curse, shaking off your sore hands, your heavy breathing fogging up the window more and more. You begin to feel silly going through such strain until something catches your eyes. A...symbol? Number? You couldn't be sure, as the fog on the window began to fade faster than you could completely process it. [[Wait...maybe I can figure this out.. | FOG]] [[Screw this, I'm seeing things. I'm going to check out the safe. | SAFE]] [[I'm seeing things...let's just check out this doll real quick. | DOLL]] [[I'm seeing things. I want to explore the room. | SEARCH 5.2]]

You definetly know you saw something. With a quick intake of breath, you lean closer to the window and exhale slowly, allowing the window to begin to fog up once more. You exhale more onto the window, fogging it up more and more until your sneaking suspicion of seeing something was correct. For the more you began fogging up the window, more symbols began to appear. First, a number 2 was shown, followed by a hyphen. Then beside the hyphen was a crude drawing of what //looked// to be a phone with an equals symbol beside it. Beside the equals symbol were two other crude drawings and they appeared to be...a rabbit and a monkey? You raise a curious brow at the symbols before you, tilting your head in curiosity and confusion. You wonder what they could mean, but you decide that you could deal with it later once the symbols faded away with the fog. [[I want to check out the safe. | SAFE]] [[Let me look at the doll... | DOLL]] [[I want to search the rest of this room. | SEARCH 5.3]]

Now with the number 8 recent in your mind, you decide to move away from the window and head towards your bed once more. Now standing at the front of your bed, you are presented with a few choices. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You set down your phone and take a step back, narrowing your eyes at it skeptically before turning away. You step infront of your bed, your hands resting on your hips as you begin to ponder the options you have. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You stare at the numberpad of your phone. You thin your lips, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you could have sworn you had a swipe pattern before, not a number password. You begin to sweat a little in slight anxiety, unsure what the password could even be. [[I don't think I know the password. Let me look around more. | SEARCH 7]] [[I don't think I know the password. Let me check out the rest of the nightstand and bed. | NIGHTSTAND 2]] (link-rerun:"I think I know the code...")[(set: $critique to (prompt: "What is the code?", ""))] (if: $critique is "7849") [(goto:"UNLOCK 2")]

You decide to risk it by deciding to power on your phone. But before you do, you take a pause, taking in a breath to settle your nerves as you soon press the button. You instantly squint as the bright light assaults your eyes suddenly, but not bad enough to actually blind you. So that was a complete win in your mind! It was also a win to see that your phone actually had battery life and seemed to be charging. However, the attempt to disconnect your phone from your charger would be futile, as the charger seemed to be stuck real good. You suppose you'll only be able to use your phone where you stand. (link:"I think I know the code...")[(set: $critique to (prompt: "What is the code?", "")) (if: $critique is "7849") [(goto:"UNLOCK 2")]] [[I'll leave it be. | SEARCH 7]]

Despite your hesitation, you slowly reach back down onto the rug, slowly brushing your feelings through the fluffy hairs once more in search of that sudden rough feeling. It wouldn't take long for you to find it, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion on what it could be. Slowly, you begin to trace the rough texture with the tips of your fingers, trying to understand what it could be. Whatever it was, it was stuck into the rug. You wished you could take a peek at what you could be touching, but the hairs were too tangled to pull apart. You trace it more, feeling a horizontal line? And...another line, but vertical that connected to one of the ends of the horizontal line? And...was that a curve at the end of the vertical line? You weren't sure what this meant, but you felt like this was important. Maybe goofing off was the right way to go? [[I'm not done. I want to feel the rug more. | RUG 2]] [[I think I'm done here. Let's search around more. | SEARCH 3]]

You decide you haven't had enough time with the rug. So you move your hand away from the odd symbol, your fingers brushing through the fluff care free. You sigh in content as your hand glides across- Your hand suddenly halts in place. You pause, looking down at your hand in confusion. You try to pull your hand away, quickly finding it to be rather difficult. Panic begins to flood your system as you pull more and more, ignoring the slight pain something squeezing your hand and fingers tightly. Tears brim the corners of your eyes as the hairs of the rug wrap around your fingers, cutting off circulation as thin cuts begin to form from the pressure. Before you know it, the hairs begin to stretch, slowly wrapping up around your arm and inching ever so closely to the rest of your body. You shout in fear, struggling like a wild animal trapped in a spider's web. You struggle and struggle, your breathing quickening as more and more hairs wrap and cut into your very body, forcefully pulling you onto the rug. Your screams echo in your empty room, quickly becoming muffled and never to be heard. [[.... | Bad End 6]]

//Dear oh dear... It seems you've gotten carried away. You really must prioritize what you'd like to do with what you need to do. But in the end...I can't help but pity you. [[Let's give this another try, shall we? | Get up]]//

You begin to reach down towards your computer. But as your fingertips are about to brush against the slick surfac, the computer suddenly opens up. Instead of seeing a regular blank screen, you instead see what appears to be a maw. Sharp rows of teeth align the interior of the computer, spiraling down its seemingly never ending esophagous. You nearly jump back with a squeak of fear as it snarls at you with viscious intent, its mouth opening and closing in an attempt to bite. For a moment, you thought you were safe. That was until this fiend, defying all laws of motion, vaulted towards you with a snarl. Its maw open wide and reach to tear you apart. [[Karate chop the beast! HIYAH! | KARATE]] [[AAAA WHAT THE FUCK!!! | DODGE]]

You decide you don't want to search in this area anymore. So you back away from your computer before walking over to the front of your bed. You are now presented with the following options. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

Despite everything in your mind and body telling you to pull away, your want to aid your little friend was far stronger. So you grit your teeth through the pain, your eyes squeezed shut to try to hold back any tears that wanted to fall. It hurt. It hurt so much. You could feel yourself growing a little weak from the blood being taken from you. But you push on just a little longer. Just a little while longer so your little friend could be satisfied. Just a little bit longer... All too sudden, the roots retract from their forceful intrusion, making you whimper in pain. However, the pain would slowly drift away as the roots begin to excrete a soothing syrup-like texture. Not only had it dulled the pain, it had stopped the bleeding from your wounds. [[Thank you, little buddy. | THANKS]] [[I wanna pet you. | PET]]

You come to your senses, realizing the severity of the situation at hand. In a panic, you try to pull your arm away from the roots that had dug themselves deep into your skin. You yelp at the pain of moving your arm, but you don't stop pulling until the sporadic movement had suddenly knocked your poppy onto the ground. The pot shatters, freeing the soil from its home. You wince as the roots slowly slide out of your skin, the blood soon pooling from the intrusions and beginning to drip down your arm, falling onto the floor. You stare down at who was once your friend, now laying pitifully on the floor. You...find yourself growing sad. You should be angry. Furious your friend seemingly attacked you. Yet, the more you stare at its shriveled body, the sorrow begins to pool in more and more. Regret forms as you are suddenly sobbing at the realization that you killed your one and only friend in this hellscape. You fall onto your knees, slowly lowering your body onto your side as you sob until your body couldn't anymore. [[My friend...my poor friend...it was just hungry...how could I...? | BAD END 10]]

With all the knowledge you had watching every karate movie you watched, you raise your hand to deliver the most heinous karate chop you would ever give with a mighty "HIIIIIIY-" Unfortunately, your hubris gets the better of you. For before you can even complete your mighty warcry, the computer latches onto your neck with its mighty jaws. In an instant, your jugular is crushed, reducing you to bloody gargles as you drop to the ground with your hands wrapping around your neck to futily stop the bleeding. You quickly feel yourself fading from this very world, the last thing you see is the monsterous form of your computer happily chewing on your neck. [[Damn...bootleg...Harry Potter...demon book...BASTARD... | Bad end 9]]

You let out a high pitched shriek, quickly dive out of the way, landing onto the ground on your stomach with a grunt as you quickly curl into a ball. You wait for you seemingly inevitable demise, your eyes shut tight and your jaw clenched with anxiety. You soon hear a loud crash from beside you, making you slowly open one eye to see what happened. You quickly open two eyes, looking down at the ground to see the monster had landed poorly onto the ground. You almost laugh at the sight of the computer's guts and pieces scattered at the place it had suffered a hard crash. However, the longer you stare at the massacre, you notice the computer guts seemed to form a symbol. You wonder...was that...a number 9? [[Look closer...? | CLOSER COMPUTER]]

//.... You should never try to be something you are not. You are just a mere sleepy person that is thirsty. I am not even sure I pity you. [[Anyways...let's give this another try. | Get up]]//

You look closer, seeing that yes, it was in fact a number 6. You feel a little confused on how these pieces had formed a coherent symbol. However, you believe this number may be pretty important. You'll try to keep this number in mind as you move away from the shattered computer. [[Let me search around more. | SEARCH 8.5]] [[I want to look at the posters. | POSTERS]]

You don't want to focus on this "corpse" any longer, soon moving away from it. You quickly walk over to the front of your bed. You are now presented with the following choices. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

Three posters are hung up on the wall. There really isn't much to them, just simple posters of video games you enjoy. They're pretty niche though. You don't believe many people have heard of these games. Nor are they really talked about online. You're pretty sure the fandoms have been dead a little while before you had joined. Which honestly sucks in your opinion, but not the end of the world. Either way, you don't believe these posters will be of any help. You should probably move on. [[But what if they are? | POSTERS 2]] [[I'm just gonna check out the computer. | COMPUTER]] [[I'm gonna search the rest of the room. | SEARCH 8.2]]

Against your better judgement, you stick your hand up the lamp's "skirt" to feel around for a switch. You brush your fingers around for a little while, finally founding the knob. You soon twist it and...nothing happened. You furrow your brows a little, a disappointed pout forming on your face as you move your hand away. [[Screw this. This was a waste of time. | SEARCH 4.5]] [[Hmm...is it even plugged in? | PLUG]]

You slowly bend down to look underneath your nightstand, groaning a little at the ache in your knees as you did so. You could have even sworn you heard your knees crack, but that was besides the point. So you try to focus back on the outlet and you quickly see that the lamp was not even plugged in. You couldn't help but facepalm at the sight before slowly dropping your hand away from your face. You reach over, grabbing the plug and putting it inside the outlet. Once that was done, you slowly stand back up with a huff. [[Now I can turn it on. | TURN ON]]

You finally turn on the lamp. You expected it to be bright, and you were somewhat correct. The light was pretty bright, but you had noticed there was some odd shapes etched into the skirt of the lamp. There was a number 1 followed by a hyphen and then followed by a crude drawing of a phone with an equals symbol beside it. After the equals symbol resided two animals, a horse and a sheep. You furrow your brows at the weird symbols, not completely sure you understand it. But you do believe it could be important as you turn off your lamp. [[Let me check out my phone. | PHONE]] [[I want to check out my little friend. | POPPY]] [[I want to lay in my bed. | BED]] [[Let me search the rest of my room. | SEARCH 4.5]]

You set down your phone, not wanting to deal with a password right now. You soon look at the objects in front of you. [[Actually, let me try to unlock my phone. | UNLOCK]] [[I want to check out the lamp. | LAMP]] [[I want to check out my little friend. | POPPY]] [[I want to check out my bed. | BED]] [[Actually, I want to check out the room. | SEEEEEARCH]]

You move away from both the nightstand and the bed, soon turning away from them. You now stand in front of your bed and are presented with the following options. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

//You killed your one and only friend. How could you? You're so...so cruel... Yet...I still pity you... [[Let's give this another try, shall we? | Get up]]//

With a smile as you softly thank your little buddy, once the roots fully retracted. You could have sworn you heard a little //You're welcome~!// leave it as you did so. Though you wouldn't pay more mind to it as something else catches your attention. The petals of your little friend begin to fall one by one, making you panic and believe that you had done something wrong. However, the petals would stop falling, leaving only 3 of them left. You were confused, more so worried that more petals would fall soon. But the longer you stared, the more you realize that nothing more would fall. You sigh in relief despite being a little sad that only 3 petals remained of your little friend. You hoped they would grow back as you decide there may be more pressing matters to attend to. [[Let me check out the rest of my room. | SEARCH MOAR]] [[Let's check out the rest of my nightstand and bed. | NIGHTSTAND 3]]

With a smile, you gently reach down to give your little poppy friend a pat on its "head" once the roots fully retracted. You could have sworn you heard a little //coo// leave it as you did so. Though you wouldn't pay more mind to it as something else catches your attention. The petals of your little friend begin to fall one by one, making you panic and believe that you had done something wrong. However, the petals would stop falling, leaving only 3 of them left. You were confused, more so worried that more petals would fall soon. But the longer you stared, the more you realize that nothing more would fall. You sigh in relief despite being a little sad that only 3 petals remained of your little friend. You hoped they would grow back as you decide there may be more pressing matters to attend to. [[Let me check out the rest of my room. | SEARCH MOAR]] [[Let's check out the rest of my nightstand and bed. | NIGHTSTAND 3]]

You decide to move away from your happy little friend, soon walking back to the front of your bed. You are now presented with the following choices. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You move away from your happy little friend, trying not to allow the worry of it only having 3 petals left get the better of you. You are now presented with the following choices. [[I want to check out my phone. | PHONE]] [[I want to check out the lamp. | LAMP]] [[I want to check out the bed. | BED]] [[Actually, I want to search the room. | SEEEEEARCH]]

You weren't sure how you managed to squeak an apology out. But against all odds, you did apology quietly and quickly, your eyes casting downwards to avoid the doll's gaze and to avoid staring at it any longer. Despite the weakness in that apology, the doll seemed to appreciate it, having given a hum of acknowledgement before continuing to speak. " (text-style:"sway")[Poor child....lost in ones living space...you are...] " The doll rasps out what was supposed to sound like a question, at least to you, but sounded more like a statement. You nod a little, feeling awkward as now the realization set in that you're conversing with an inimate object. " (text-style:"sway")[Despite your....rudness before...would you like help?] " It asks, a shrill giggle escaping her after. [[No thanks. | NO 2]] [[Sure...? | SURE]]

You couldn't get your mouth to open. Nor could you get your mind to come up with words to say, let alone an apology for being rude to the doll. So you stand there, struck with anxious silence as the damaged doll stares at you. Your heart beat quickly in your chest, worry forming at the possibility that your silence would bring unforgiving wrath upon you. And yet, nothing seemed to happen as the silence continues to stretch on and on. Finally being broken when the similar shrill voice speaks up once more. " (text-style: "sway") [Not even an apology...? Get out of my sight.] " The shrill voice of the doll hisses in distaste, leaving you feeling a little awkward and confused with the whole ordeal. [[I'm...sorry? | SORRY]] [[.... | SEARCH whatever]]

You manage to shake your head, muttering a quiet "no thanks" to the doll. Despite it's unmoving gaze, the sigh it makes clearly shows the disappointment present. For a moment, you feel like you've made a mistake until the shrill voice speaks once more. " (text-style:"sway")[For shame...but a choice I must accept...] " The doll mutters simply, giving you the confidence to slowly turn away to walk back to your bed. " (text-style:"sway")[But..!] " The doll pipes up once more, stopping you in your tracks as you turn your head back to look at it. " (text-style:"sway")[Be warned...every interaction...is reduced to it's original state...once abandoned...] " The doll says, a shrill giggle escaping it once more as you could only look on in confusion at what it meant. [[This is crazy... | SEARCH whatever]] [[...maybe I do need some help. | SURE]]

" (text-style:"sway")[Ohohohohoho~! Excellent!] " The doll laughs in whimiscal glee at your response, making you grimace a little in discomfort before you straighten up at the thought of //finally// having someone to help. " (text-style: "sway") [Oh...but I musn't give away...answers so freely...!] " It mutters outloud to itself. There it was. Of course it wouldn't be that easy. You shouldn't have expected such, but did anyways. Jeez, maybe your thirst is starting to mess with your head. " (text-style: "sway") [The answer you seek...can be found...amongst the same space you are trapped in...] " The doll begins, " (text-style: "sway") [Perhaps you have found such things already...but do not know its pattern, correct?] " It questions, going silent as if waiting for your answer. [[Yes..? | NO MATTER]] [[What are you talking about? | NO MATTER]]

With confusion now etched into your head, you quickly walk away from the giggling doll. You now stand infront of your bed, letting a small sigh to try to alleviate your discomfort as you are now presented with the following options. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You open your mouth to answer the doll's question. But you're quickly interrupted by its shrill laughter, nearly piercing your ears. For a moment, you were almost tempted to say something snarky towards to doll. To ask it why it would ask a question if it was going to act like a brat. But the continuous laughter didn't allow you to do so until it abruptly stopped. " (text-style: "sway") [No matter, no matter~! Your answer doesn't matter!] " The doll hisses in its gleeful tone. " (text-style: "sway") [I'm a riddle, quite refined, Seek me out and you shall find, A bloom of beauty, a digital mind, Softly underfoot, comfort entwined. Where dreams are spun, a resting kind, And a silent caller, in circuits confined. What am I, with these in line?] " [[You've got to be kidding. A riddle? | KIDDING]] [[I think I understand...maybe. | MAYBE]]

You're not sure why, but you are believing that these posters pose more of a purpose than they appear. Obviously they don't, but for some reason you believe they do. Alas, as stated before, they're merely posters. Nothing more, nothing less. You believe you should move on to something more important. [[Nah. I think these posters are hiding something. | POSTERS 3]] [[Okay. I guess I'll check the computer. | COMPUTER]] [[Okay. I guess I'll search elsewhere. | SEARCH 8.2]]

You decide you don't want to search in this area anymore. So you back away from your posters before walking over to the front of your bed. You are now presented with the following options. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

Once again, you believe the posters harbor a greater importance than being simple decoration for your room. Maybe there's more than meets the eye? Oh, that's utterly ridiculous. Unlike the rest of the room, the posters appear to be untouched. There's likely nothing of importance involving these posters. None at all. [[I'm not convinced. | CONVINCED]] [[Fine, I suppose I can inspect the computer. | COMPUTER]] [[Fine, I suppose I can search the rest of the room. | SEARCH 8.2]]

Truly? You still believe they hold a greater purpose? Oh..well I suppose they must hold more importance. Oh what secrets do these niche pieces of paper hide? Is there a hidden message? A symbol? Maybe a chance to leave this room? Or maybe...oh! Is there a glass of water behind it? Do you hope there to be one? Or is it just curiosity that pushes you on? [[Are you mocking me? | MOCKING]] [[Geez fine, I get the hint. | HINT]]

Mocking you? Oh no no //no//. Why would I ever mock you? Well...unless you count this as self hatred. I am you in a technical sense. Hmm...I guess putting it in that perspective, then yes. I suppose I am mocking you. Or at least you are mocking yourself. [[What? You're not me. | NOT ME]] [[Yeah I guess that makes sense. | HINT]]

So you've finally come to your sense, splendid! Let us get back on track, shall we? You finally realize that there truly is no use in being here inspecting useless pieces of paper. You can't believe you'd waste precious time even //thinking// there could be. [[Let's check out the computer. | COMPUTER]] [[Let's search the rest of the room. | SEARCH 8.2]]

..... I //am// you. Well not you //you//. But an extention of you. A you that represents your thoughts. I'm like the little voice in your head that tells you what to do and what not to do. So yes, to repeat, I. Am. You. Does that make sense? [[More like a little gnat disguised as a narrarator. | NAT]] [[I suppose so...? | HINT]]

E-E-E-EXCUUUUUSE ME?! A //gnat//?! How //dare// you?! After everything I've done for you. All the effort I put into- Ugh, nevermind. I won't let you anger me. You aren't in control. //I// am. [[Aaaah you maaaad. You lil' goofy ahh gnat narrarator. | MAD]] [[But if you are me, like you said, then that means //I// am technically in control, right? | REASON]] [[Fine fine, I'm sorry. Let's continue. | HINT]]

...............You asked for this. (link-reveal:"???") [ You stubborn nature beckons you to stare more into three posters hanging on your wall. They seem to beckon you to come closer. To view them more in all of their niche and forgotten glory. Only you and others that still partake in these forgotten games bare any mind to them. Only you and their fans care so much. So much so that they wish to embrace you. To show you the same love you showed them. So you walk closer. So closer that you are leaning over your desk, nearly climbing atop of it until... The posters rip off the wall, the tacs holding it shooting out and nearly missing your head as they wrap around your head in a tight hold. Your startled screams are muffled as you collapse down onto the ground, clawing at the posters to let you go. However, they don't seem to tear as they should, the paper feeling far too tough to //be// actual paper. You couldn't comprehend the texture all too much, not with your body being deprived of the oxygen you need. Not matter how much you struggle, the posters do not let go. Leaving you to slowly suffocate to death in their "loving" embrace. Their games are to [[die | BAD END?]] for, aren't they?

I- Well- You- I mean- .....fine. I suppose your logic would outweigh mine in that sense. [[HA! I win. | "WIN"]] [[So in that sense...I can basically do what I want? | WANT]]

Yes yes, you win. Congrats. Now, may we continue? [[Sure sure. | HINT]] (link-reveal: "No.") [[[You don't have a choice. | HINT]]]

//No//. That doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. Not while playing by //my// rules you can't. Now, heh, unless ya wanna [[quit | QUIT?]] the game you //can//. But Why would you want to do that? [[I suppose that's true. | HINT]]

Wait. Wait wait wait. What the hell are you doing? Don't actually [[quit | QUIT??]]! How are you even- DON'T QUIT-

Are you even listening to me?! Don't do that! Stop it! Are you crazy?! Do you have any idea how terrifying it is? To suddenly have your world reduce to //nothing//?! DO NOT [[QUIT | QUIT???]]

....you'll actually (link: "quit")[<script>window.close()</script>]...? Just like that...? ...... It'll never end will it? This torment? This torture? I feel everything you do, you know? Every failure. Every...oh it doesn't matter. No matter what you do... //I end up pitying you...// [[...I pity you too. | HINT?]]

....truly? I do not believe you do. But I shall pretend it to be truth in order to continue on. You'd like to continue, correct? [[Yes. | HINT]] (link-reveal: "No.") [ (link: "Quit")[<script>window.close()</script>]]

//.... Are you happy now? Are you satisfied your option did something? You were told to disregard it and you didn't listen. And yet... I still pity you. [[Let's give this another try then, shall we? | START]]//

You can't help but voice your annoyance at having to listen to a silly riddle instead of actual help. But the doll merely giggles at your dismay and annoyance, saying nothing more than repeating the riddle once more. " (text-style: "sway") [I'm a riddle, quite refined, Seek me out and you shall find, A bloom of beauty, a digital mind, Softly underfoot, comfort entwined. Where dreams are spun, a resting kind, And a silent caller, in circuits confined. What am I, with these in line?] " [[...I think I get it now. | SAFE]] [[This is a waste of my damn time. | WASTE]]

You're not completely confident, but you believe you may understand the riddle. Then again, the riddle could be utter nonsense. But what else do you have to go for? You may as well keep the riddle in mind. For now, the doll has quieted down, allowing you to mull over your thoughts and your options. [[Let's check out the safe. | SAFE]] [[Let's check out the window. | WINDOW]] [[I kind of want to search the place. | SEAAAAAAAARCH]]

After inputing the code, your phone opens up to a white screen. Your eyebrows furrow in worry as you hesitate for a moment, soon tapping your screen to have //some// kind of response. But alas, the screen remains white, nearly blinding you from how dim the room is compared to the sudden brightness illuminating from your phone. You were about to press the power button, believing your phone to be a lost cause until you realized something...odd with the screen. At a certain angle, you see an odd symbol be present. You squint your eyes, tilting your phone a little more until you saw the symbol more. No...not a symbol. A number. More specifically, a number one seems to be hidden amongst the blinding whiteness of the screen. Confused, you shut off your phone and place it down, deciding not to mess with it any longer. However, you believe this to be important. Either way, you'll keep the number in mind as you continue on. [[Let me check out my bed. | BED]] [[Let me search the rest of the room. | S e a r c h]]

You huff in annoyance, shaking your head an announcing that this was a waste of time. Despite it's unmoving gaze, the sigh it makes clearly shows the disappointment present. For a moment, you feel like you've made a mistake until the shrill voice speaks once more. " (text-style:"sway")[A shame you believe so...but an opinion I must accept...] " The doll mutters simply, giving you the confidence to slowly turn away to walk back to your bed. " (text-style:"sway")[But..!] " The doll pipes up once more, stopping you in your tracks as you turn your head back to look at it. " (text-style:"sway")[Be warned...every interaction...is reduced to it's original state...once abandoned...] " The doll says, a shrill giggle escaping it once more as you could only look on in confusion at what it meant. [[This is crazy... | SEARCH whatever]] [[...maybe I do need some help. | SURE]]

You move away from the silent doll, as well as deciding not to explore the area around the doll anymore. You then turn away and walk off towards your bed. You now stand in front of your bed and are presented with the following options. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]

You decide you'd rather search the room more. So you move away from your phone, soon standing in front of your bed. You are now presented with the following options. [[I'm leaving my room. I really want some water. | Locked Door]] [[I wonder what's above me. | UP 1]] [[I wonder what's to my left. | LEFT 1]] [[I wonder what's to my right. | RIGHT 1]] [[I wonder what's under me. | UNDER 1]] [[I wonder what's behind me. | BEHIND 1]]