The Basement

You open your eyes. are in a dimly lit, cold, concrete basement. The walls are covered in a gross mold and it looks like this place has been left alone for decades. The only audible sound is a quite buzz from the fluorescent lights. Rusted pipes stretch across the ceiling, some leaking water. It smells disgusting, almost like the something is rotting. You feel your stomach churn in disgust and anxiety. [[Where am I? What's happening to me?]]

You look below you... You're wrists, waist, and ankles are tied down to a chair you find yourself bound to. Below you is a plastic tarp, splattered with spots and trails of blood. You try to move your hands but the ropes are too tight. Whoever did this knows what they're doing. Your heart beats faster and faster. There's no way you are going to free yourself [[Scream]] [[Keep calm you can find a way out]]

You look to your left and see a bloody table with multiple tools and other miscellaneous objects. It cluttered with many tools, but you can make out a few such as a hammer, a rope, a knife, pliers, and a saw. Passed the table you see a metal door. This could be your way out. You look across from you. You see a bunch of plastic debris that seems to be hanging from the ceiling. Maybe it's hiding something? The rest of the room is filled with boxes and tarps covering piles of unknown objects. You see a decaying wooden staircase in the back of the room right next to a wooden door. [[There's gotta be a way out]]

You scream as loud as you can but its no good. Your mouth is duct taped shut and you can't make a noise. You need to figure a way out of here. [[Look around the room->Keep calm you can find a way out]]

You thrash your hands back and forth quickly and aggressively. The rope starts to burn your wrists as you struggle to free them. You push through the pain, your only goal is to get out quickly and alive. //I can make it I just gotta keep trying.// It feels as though the rope has gotten so hot its cutting right through your skin. Each flail of your wrist hurts. [[Keep going. You're almost free]] [[It hurts too much, I have to stop]]

Ok... One of those doors has to be the way out. //There's gotta be a way out of here. I know I can get out of this chair...// //Maybe if I wiggle my hands enough the rope will loosen up...// [[Wiggle your hands, I gotta get out while I have the chance->Try to move your hands to free yourself]] [[Wait a second, I need to think this through]]

You continue to scan the room. //Maybe I can reach that knife on the table? Who am I kidding I can't reach that far. I wonder if any of the doors are locked. Maybe I could find...// //Wait a second...Whats that sound?// You hear what sounds like footsteps descending down the stairs at the other end of the room. //''''CLOMP''''// //''''CLOMP''''// //''''CLOMP''''// //''''CLOMP''''// You stare in horror as a person turns reaches the final step. [[Who is that?]]

You keep moving your hands faster and faster. You feel the ropes start to loosen with each movement. The ropes loosen up just enough for one of your hands to squeeze through. With your one free hand you quickly untie yourself, jumping out of the chair. [[Run to the metal door]]

You groan in pain, muffled by the duct tape still taped on your face. //AHHH. I can't this hurts too much.// //Wait a second...What's that sound?// You hear what sounds like footsteps descending down the stairs at the other end of the room. //''''CLOMP''''// //''''CLOMP''''// //''''CLOMP''''// //''''CLOMP''''// You stare in horror as a person turns as they reach the final step. [[Who is that?]]

A tall, large, bald man turns the corner carrying a small bag. He is dressed dark jeans and a plain, black longsleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He is wearing a blood-stained white apron and black, sleek leather boots. You can't see his face because he is wearing a white face mask which only has openings at the eyes. His mask is suprisingly clean as compared to the rest of his blood-stained clothing. He walks towards your direction without acknowledging your existence. You stare at him as he passes by you. He approaches the table to your left, picking up and examining the tools. He picks up the knife, rope, and saw, placing them in his bag, which he closes. He turns around and starts the way he came from, stopping directly infront of you. He squats down and stares into your eyes, not saying a single word. [[You yell at him, still muffled by the tape]]

"MMhph hmm oom duhmm mmhph!" He continues to stare in your eyes. His eyes are a pretty, light blue, but are red and bloodshot. He rumages through his bag, pulling out a large bloody knife and places it to your throat. He pushes it against your skin but not hard enough to cut into you. He stares into your eyes as you whimper and shake in fear. //Is this it? Is this how I die?// He quickly retreats the knife, putting it back into his bag. He stands up and turns back towards the stairs. You feel a rush of relief as he walks back towards the stairs and back up them slowly. [[Whew...]]

You breathe a sigh of relief. You're safe for now. //I have to get out of here as fast as possible.// You begin thrashing your hands attempting to free yourself. You can't feel the burns of the ropes as too much adrenaline is pumping through you. You feel the ropes start to loosen with each movement of your hands. The ropes loosen up just enough for one of your hands to squeeze through. Your left hand is now free and you can now reach the knots tying the rest of your body to the chair. You rip the duct tape off your mouth, taking deep breaths now that you can breathe easier. [[Untie the rest of yourself]]

You untie yourself and jump up quickly running over to the table. You rummage through the boxes and toolboxes, but cannot find anything useful. On the table is a hammer and a screwdriver. These both could come in handy, but you which one will you pick? [[The hammer]] [[The screwdriver]]

You sprint as fast as you can to the door. //I've made it! I've escaped this hellhole!// You reach for the doorknob and twist it. //Shit!// The door doesn't budge. It's locked. You hear distant footsteps coming down the staircase. [[No, no, no, no, no!]]

A tall, large, bald man turns the corner carrying a small bag. He is dressed dark clothing wearing a blood-stained white apron and black, sleek leather boots. His face is covered by a white face mask which only has openings at the eyes. His mask is suprisingly clean as compared to the rest of his blood-stained clothing. He makes eye contact with you, pulls a cable out of his bag, and sprints towards you. You scream in fear. There is no escape. He slams you into the floor and wraps the cable around your neck. He squeezes it tight, stopping you from breathing. You choke as the room around you starts to fade to black. (text-colour:red)+(background:black)[You died.] [[Try again.->start]]

You grab the hammer and look around the basement. //Maybe theres more things I can find that'll help me escape.// There are a couple different sections of the basement you can search in. [[Where do you explore first?->Where do you check out2?]]

You grab the screwdriver and look around the basement. //Maybe theres more things I can find that'll help me escape.// There are a couple different sections of the basement you can search in. [[Where do you explore first?->Where do you check out?]]

Where do you want to go? [[Wooden door near stairs]] [[Plastic debris]] [[Random pile of boxes]] [[Closet next to metal door]] [[Metal door]]

You make your way to the back of the basement and approach the wooden door. You try to turn the knob but its locked. You look up the dark, wooden staircase. The walls surrounding it are covered in dirt and the stairs look unstable, as though you would fall through them if you walked up them. You hear the sound of muffled music behind a door at the top of the stairs. There are other sounds that seem to be coming from a drill or a saw of some sort. Wheatever its coming from you don't want to find out. [[Go back->Where do you check out?]]

You make your way to the plastic debris. Plastic tarps are strung from the ceiling and loads of it cover the floor. There are blood spatters on the plastic and it looks as though there is more on the floor. It appears very ominous and strange. What could it be hiding? You find an opening a what you find horrifies you. There is a similar setup similar to the one you first awoke in. An empty chair is set in the center of the area with a small table next to it covered in blood with imprints of tools that used to be placed there. A cut rope is the only item remaining on the blood-stained table. The on the floor is a pool of blood. You see what looks like teeth and a finger floating in the horrific scene. It makes you sick to your stomach. //Is the person who was here still alive? Did they make it out?Is this my fate if I can't find a way out?// [[Go back->Where do you check out?]]

You investigate some random piles of boxes in the basement. Everything here seems to be random. Theres a box full of textbooks and documents, a box full of wires and electronics, and another filled with clothing. In one box you find a jar filled with teeth, which you immediately drop. //Are these items he's taken from his victims?// After finding the jar, you don't want to investigate further. All you know is that you need to find a way out. [[Go back->Where do you check out?]]

Near the metal door you find a closet door that has no handle. The stench is so potent in this area you immediately vomit. This area is what is making this whole basement reek. You push the door open and peek inside. Its relatively empty besides a few boxes and something wrapped in a plastic tarp. You dont want to see what's under the plastic but the curiosity is killing you. You get closer and begin to remove the tarp, shaking as you reach for it. [[Look under plastic]]

You head for the metal door, hoping it's unlocked and that freedom lies behind it. You jiggle the door handle, but it locked. You start to panic and you heart beats faster. You try unscrewing the door handle with the screwdriver but the screws are stripped and wont budge. You want to scream but you know this will only alert the masked man. While fumbling around with the door, you hear footsteps coming down the stairs. //If he finds me he's going to kill me for sure.// Your heart starts beating faster than before. You have to hide. Where do you hide? [[Under the staircase]] [[In plastic debris]] [[In closet]]

This is by far the worst thing you have ever seen in your life. You begin hyperventilating and shaking as you stare in horror at your discovery. This explains the stench. You found a corpses that appears to have been there for many days if not a week. Its rotting flesh barely resembles a human and you feel sick. You stumble out of the closet holding your stomach. //I never want to have to see that ever again...// //I need to get out of here.// [[Go back->Where do you check out?]]

The man comes down the stairs slowly, weilding the a sharp butcher's knife and turns facing the whole room. He sees that you are no longer in the chair and he starts searching. He takes a few steps into the room and surveys the room. As he is looking around he sees you, out of the corner of his eye, under the stairs. Petrified, you can't move at all. Your heart drops to your stomach... He walks towards slowly, pointing the knife at you. The last thing you see is him lunging at you as you feel an immense pain on your neck and the room around you fades away. (text-colour:red)[You died.] [[Try again.->start]]

You rush to hide in the plastic debris. Every movement you make causes the plastic to make a crumbling sound. You hear him start breathing heavily as he sees you're not where he left you. You hear his footsteps moving fast as he frantically looks for you, looking in every area. You hear his footsteps approach. You look through the plastic and see his shadow through it. Your anxiety spikes through the roof as he gets closer. You try your hardest to stay completely silent. You could attack him with the screwdriver through the tarp when he passes by. But if you remain still, maybe he won't check this spot. [[Attack him while you can]] [[Don't move a muscle]]

You hear him start breathing heavily as he sees you're not where he left you. You hear his footsteps moving fast as he frantically looks for you, turning over every tarp. You know he's running out of places to look. You hear his footsteps move towards your direction. The stench alone makes you want to vomit. You know you must do something or he'll find you. You could attack him with the screwdriver as soon as he looks in the closet or you could hide behind the corpse. What do you do? [[Attack him]] [[Hide behind corpse]]

You lunge quickly at shadow with the screwdriver jabbing multiple times. But each stab seems like you're not hitting anything. That's just it. The light played a trick on you. You completely missed him. Covered in the plastic debris, you cant see anthying. You feel a weight press against your head as if he is pressing his foot on you. You feel a sharp pain in the back of your neck as he swings his knife down. The light from shining through the plastic goes dark. (text-colour:red)[You died.] [[Try again.->start]]

You hold completely still as the shadow gets closer. You hold your breath and grip your weapon tight. As the shadow gets closer your heart races faster and faster. You feel like you're about to pass out. Suddenly, the shadow turns around. You hear his footsteps rush away and up the stairs as if he forgot about something. //Maybe he thinks I snuck past him...// You wait a couple of seconds before sticking your head out. The coast is clear. You head back to the table where you first started and you notice a small black box with a padlock on it. [[Take a look at box]]

You wait for him in the closet, holding your screwdriver close. You wait for the first sight of him to attack. Expecting him to be close to the closet entrance, you wait for him right by the door. You his footsteps become quite, and fade until you can't hear them anymore. //Where is he?// You are too scared to peak out the door and continue to wait. Suddenly, a hand comes from around the door and grabs you by the neck. He squeezes your throat tightly and you struggle to breathe in. You drop the screwdriver attempting to fight his grip. He rounds the corner still choking you. He comes face to face with you. staring into your eyes before you feel a sharp pain in your abdomen. He has stabbed your stomach. He twists the knife before removing it from you then lets go of his hold. You immediately drop to the ground clutching your stomach. You look down and see your blood turning your shirt a dark maroon. You vision starts to blur as everything goes dark. (text-colour:red)[You died.] [[Try again.->start]]

Where do you want to go? [[Wooden door near stairs->Wooden door near stairs2]] [[Plastic debris->Plastic debris2]] [[Random pile of boxes->Random pile of boxes2]] [[Closet next to metal door->Closet next to metal door2]] [[Metal door->Metal door2]]

You head for the metal door, hoping it's unlocked and that freedom lies behind it. You jiggle the door handle, but it locked. You start to panic and you heart beats faster. You try to break the handle off with the hammer, but it doesn't budge. You bash the lock harder and harder but it's only making things worse. While smashing the handle, you hear footsteps coming down the stairs. You've mad too much noise. He knows your free. //If he finds me he's going to kill me for sure.// Your heart starts beating faster than before. You have to hide. Where do you hide? [[Under the staircase2]] [[In plastic debris2]] [[In closet2]]

You rush to hide in the plastic debris. Every movement you make causes the plastic to make a crumbling sound. You hear him start breathing heavily as he sees you're not where he left you. You hear his footsteps moving fast as he frantically looks for you, looking in every area. You hear his footsteps approach. You look through the plastic and see his shadow through it. Your anxiety spikes through the roof as he gets closer. You try your hardest to stay completely silent. You could attack him with the hammer through the tarp when he passes by. But if you remain still, maybe he won't check this spot. [[Attack him while you can2]] [[Don't move a muscle2]]

You hear him start breathing heavily as he sees you're not where he left you. You hear his footsteps moving fast as he frantically looks for you, turning over every tarp. You know he's running out of places to look. You hear his footsteps move towards your direction. The stench alone makes you want to vomit. You know you must do something or he'll find you. You could attack him with the hammer as soon as he looks in the closet or you could hide behind the corpse. What do you do? [[Attack him2]] [[Hide behind corpse2]]

You lift the plastic up and duck behind the corpse. The rancid smell makes you gag, and you almost vomit. You try your hardest to remain completely still and silent despite the horrific scenereo you have found yourself in. You try you hardest to ignore the body. //I have to do this if I want to survive.// You hear the footsteps grow closer as they enter the closet. The footsteps stop. Your heart is racing. Suddenly, you hear him run off. You hear his footsteps rush away and up the stairs as if he forgot about something. //Maybe he thinks I snuck past him...// You wait a couple of seconds before sticking your head out. The coast is clear. You head back to the table where you first started and you notice a small black box with a padlock on it. [[Take a look at box]]

You wait for him in the closet, holding your hammer close. You wait for the first sight of him to attack. Expecting him to be close to the closet entrance, you wait for him right by the door. You his footsteps become quite, and fade until you can't hear them anymore. //Where is he?// You are too scared to peak out the door and continue to wait. Suddenly, a hand comes from around the door and grabs you by the neck. He squeezes your throat tightly and you struggle to breathe in. You drop the hammer attempting to fight his grip. He rounds the corner still choking you. He comes face to face with you. staring into your eyes before you feel a sharp pain in your abdomen. He has stabbed your stomach. He twists the knife before removing it from you then lets go of his hold. You immediately drop to the ground clutching your stomach. You look down and see your blood turning your shirt a dark maroon. You vision starts to blur as everything goes dark. (text-colour:red)[You died.] [[Try again.->start]]

You lift the plastic up and duck behind the corpse. The rancid smell makes you gag, and you almost vomit. You try your hardest to remain completely still and silent despite the horrific scenereo you have found yourself in. You try you hardest to ignore the body. //I have to do this if I want to survive.// You hear the footsteps grow closer as they enter the closet. The footsteps stop. Your heart is racing. Suddenly, you hear him run off. You hear his footsteps rush away and up the stairs as if he forgot about something. //Maybe he thinks I snuck past him...// You wait a couple of seconds before sticking your head out. The coast is clear. You head back to the table where you first started and you notice a small, black box made of steel with a padlock on it. [[Take a look at box2]]

You lunge quickly at shadow with the hammer, swinging it multiple times. But each swing seems like your missing every shot. That's just it. The light played a trick on you. You completely missed him. Covered in the plastic debris, you cant see anthying. You feel a weight press against your head as if he is pressing his foot on you. You feel a sharp pain in the back of your neck as he swings his knife down. The light from shining through the plastic goes dark. (text-colour:red)[You died.] [[Try again.->start]]

You hold completely still as the shadow gets closer. You hold your breath and grip your weapon tight. As the shadow gets closer your heart races faster and faster. You feel like you're about to pass out. Suddenly, the shadow turns around. You hear his footsteps rush away and up the stairs as if he forgot about something. //Maybe he thinks I snuck past him...// You wait a couple of seconds before sticking your head out. The coast is clear. You head back to the table where you first started and you notice a small, black box made of steel with a padlock on it. [[Take a look at box2]]

//This box looks significant. What could be inside?// You grab the box and examine it closely. The back hinges have screws that you can unscrewed with your screwdriver. You quickly unscrew the hinges and open the box. //YESSS!!!// Inside the box is a key that looks like it could be a match for the metal door. This could be your key to freedom. You rush to the door with the key. Overfilled with joy and hope, you run to the door with the key. You accidentally trip sending the key flying across the floor. It slips down a floor drain. [[NOOOOOO]]

//This box looks significant. What could be inside?// You grab the box and examine it closely. The padlock on here is too strong to break. Your only hope is to smash the box open with the hammer. You smash the box with the hammer repeadedly. This was a mistake. You have only smashed in the top of the box and made a loud racket in doing so. There is no way you haven't alerted the masked man. You hear footsteps descending the staircase and must hide again. [[You run to hide in the closet]]

Distraugh, you feel like giving up. All your hope to escape was in that key and now its gone. You are filled with anxiety as you think of all that is about to happen. You think of the body you saw. //That is going to be my fate.// The missed opportunities to take out the masked man. You could have escaped earlier. [[You look at the door]]

You notice something about the door you hadn't noticed before. The vent at the bottom of the door is screwed in with the same screws as the screwdriver you have. Rejouvenated, you get back up and head towards the door. You carefully remove each screw, opening up a hole in the door. You can smell the fresh air outside as compared to the musky, rotton smell of the basement. The sound of birds chirp in the distance instead of the quite buzzing sound of the fluorescent lights. You squeeze through the small hole in the door and escape the hellhole you were trapped in. Running away, leaving it all behind, you run to freedom. [[Continue]]

You keep running until you find a road. You follow it for miles until you find a gas station. Exhausted, you ask for a phone to call the police. (text-colour:green)[''Congratulations''] You successfully survived and escaped the basement. (text-colour:green)[[Play Again->start]]

You sprint to the closet just in time before the masked man rushes down the stairs to the basement. He searches around again, ripping tarps off the piles and tears the plastic debris down. He is extremely aggressive and angered. As he paces closer to the closet, he stops and notices the box. He bends down to pick up the box and examin it closer. //This is the perfect oportunity.// You firmly clutch your hammer and raise it, ready to swing. [[Attack]]

While he is fixated with the box, you swing the hammer and hit him in the back of the skull. You knock him out unconscious. //He has to have a key somewhere.// You search his pockets. You find a keychain with multiple different keys on him. You cycle through a number of keys testing them all out on the metal door. It takes a number of keys before you finally find the correct key that opens the door. You twist the key and ulock the door. Pure ecstasy and relief rush over you as you push open the door. You can smell the fresh air outside as compared to the musky, rotton smell of the basement. The sound of birds chirp in the distance instead of the quite buzzing sound of the fluorescent lights. You squeeze through the small hole in the door and escape the hellhole you were trapped in. You take the keys with you, slam the door behind, and run. Running away, leaving it all behind, you run to freedom. [[Continue]]