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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Jul 31, 2011 14:55:21 GMT -5
You wake up one day to find yourself in a completely foreign place. You're pretty sure you're dreaming, because the unknown setting feels strangely familiar. Like your mind has a hand in it all. But that's not important. Your main concern is to figure out where you are. Everything this white or gray. You are on a white street, and from what your eyes can judge, there are about twelve light-gray buildings nearby. It would appear that you are standing at an intersection, though there is no stop light, stop sign, or really any other preventative object in the immediate vicinity. There is a sidewalk outlining the intersection; it is a very light shade of gray that is barely distinguishable from the white street you're on. The sky is also white.
You approach one of the seven buildings of which you are presently aware. It has a door with a black doorknob.
Do you knock? Do you jump right for the doorknob? Or do you sit down and wait for time to pass?
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Post by Griffin2448 on Jul 31, 2011 16:43:10 GMT -5
Sit and wait for time.
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Jul 31, 2011 18:11:57 GMT -5
You sit down on the light gray sidewalk, staring at the black doorknob. It emanates an ominous feeling that rather makes you uncomfortable. You tear your gaze away and glance around. Each building has exactly one door. Each door has exactly one doorknob. Each doorknob is black and possesses an antique quality about its design. Intricate.
Something out of the corner of your eye catches your attention. The white horizon is beginning to darken from the bottom up. An urgent feeling tugs at your chest. You glance at your wrist. On it is a watch that you don't recall having.
No hour hand. No minute hand.
There is but a second hand that clicks along the little dashes. And it is moving backwards. No help. No help at all. You stand up and glance at the doorknob once again. There is a feeling that continues to gnaw at your feet. You shouldn't be here now. Time is shortening, and something must be done.
Do you knock? Do you jump right for the doorknob? Do you try another door? Or do you sit down and wait for more time to pass?
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Post by Griffin2448 on Jul 31, 2011 18:41:32 GMT -5
Knock.
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Jul 31, 2011 18:56:56 GMT -5
You rap sharply on the door thrice, glancing behind you as the sky continues to darken. There is no answer, and in a panic, you turn the doorknob and yank the door open. As you shut the door behind you, a piercing screech tears through the air outside. The door closes, and the sound is muffled.
Breathing heavily from the startling noise, you begin to take in your surroundings. You are in a black room. In front of you is a bed draped in white sheets and pillows. To the right and left of the bed's headboard stand two nightstands. The one to your left supports a white flashlight, and the one to your right supports a small, black table lamp. It occurs to you that there is no light in the room. You don't quite understand how you know about the bed, nightstands, flashlight, or table lamp, but it is probably best not to question it.
Do you go to the flashlight or to the table lamp? Do you plop down on the bed, or do you attempt reopening the door? Or do you sit and wait for time to pass?
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Post by Griffin2448 on Jul 31, 2011 18:59:29 GMT -5
Flashlight.
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Jul 31, 2011 19:07:22 GMT -5
You approach the leftmost nightstand and retrieve the flashlight. Strangely, it has no switch or button. You try shaking it, but that does nothing. You try chewing on it with the same effect. This flashlight is stupid. You walk around the bed to the lamp. Perhaps you will have more luck with this one. But alas, there is no switch or button to be found on the lamp.
Do you throw the lamp across the room, or would you rather hit it with your flashlight? Or perhaps you might try chewing on it? And there's always the option of giving up and lying down on the bed. Or you could just sit and wait for time to pass.
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Post by Griffin2448 on Jul 31, 2011 19:10:29 GMT -5
Throw the lamp.
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Jul 31, 2011 19:57:16 GMT -5
Rather irritated, you pick up the table lamp and throw it at the nearest wall. Equally irritated with your electric torch, you proceed to throw it at the fallen lamp. To your surprise, the table lamp lights up as the flashlight strikes it.
Do you retrieve the lamp and/or flashlight? Or do you stand and wait for something else to happen?
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Post by Griffin2448 on Jul 31, 2011 19:59:15 GMT -5
You stand there.
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Jul 31, 2011 20:01:09 GMT -5
Nothing happens.
Do you retrieve the lamp and/or flashlight? Or do you continue to stand and wait for something else to happen?
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Post by Griffin2448 on Jul 31, 2011 20:02:21 GMT -5
Wait...
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Jul 31, 2011 20:03:25 GMT -5
Once more, nothing happens. You get an itch on your nose. You scratch it.
Do you retrieve the lamp and/or flashlight? Or do you continue to stand and wait for something else to happen like a lump on a pickle?
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Post by Griffin2448 on Jul 31, 2011 20:04:03 GMT -5
Wait still....
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Jul 31, 2011 20:10:26 GMT -5
Still terribly frightened by the lamp's behavior, you wait even longer. The itch on your nose is gone. You blink. The lamp and the flashlight are gone. You spin around, confused. They have returned to their appropriate nightstands. You pick up the flashlight and throw it at the lamp again. The lamp falls to the floor, but it lights up.
Do you pick up the flashlight and/or lamp? Or do you continue to stand around like a silly Rubbermaid tub?
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