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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/21/2017 8:12:56 AM
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[b]There was just silence for a while. Around an hour passed with no response from anything at all. But eventually, something did speak up. It sounded quiet, but menacing and full of malice.[/b]
“You... You do not belong... Leave this place before we are rid of you... Leave before you die in this wretched place...”
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He attempted to face where the voice was coming from. He didn't seem scared, but still rather curious. "I don't belong? I'm sorry. I'll leave as soon as I find an exit, but...may I ask where I do belong? I believe I'm suffering from some memory loss and I do not really know who I am or why I'm here or, as I said, where I belong."
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[b]However, there was nowhere to turn. It was like the voice was all around him, surrounding him, enveloping him. Rather interesting.[/b] “Leave... We do not know where you belong... We do not care where you belong... Go through the door... Leave our room... You are not welcome here... Not loved here... You are hated here...”
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"Oh? Did I do something wrong? Well, I should probably leave if I bother you so..." He looked for the door the voice spoke of planning to leave the instant he found it.
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[b]The door, as mentioned above, was on the far side of the room near the mirror. It was an old, oaken door.[/b] “Leave... Never return... Or you shall burn in the eternal pits of Tartarus...”
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"Burning...burning is bad, right?" He moved to the door, opening it and walking though. "Yes, very bad for organic life."
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[b]He opened into pitch darkness, and the voice from before chuckling. It’s laughter grew and grew, eventually turning into a hacking cough. The door shut behind him, and he heard it lock. He was all alone in a pitch-dark room now.[/b]
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"Oh...are you okay? If you're sick maybe you should rest." He blinked at the darkness, attempting and failing to see through it. "Do you happen to have a light?"
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[b]The room suddenly lit up, although there was nothing to cast light. There was a humanoid figure in the center, looking vaguely female. It was crying, but only very softly.[/b]
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"Hello? Who're you? May I ask why you're crying? Do you need help?" He asked with little emotion, seeming to care a litttle more about the answers than the person.
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[b]The woman just kept crying, not looking up at Genesis. It was still black as coal, nothing able to be seen at all.[/b]
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Genesis began walking beside the wall, trying to trace around the room until he found something.
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[b]On the very far side of the room, he felt a handle. But it wasn’t a doorknob or anything like that. It felt like a flat, thin handle, like on a cabinet. [/b]
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Genesis pulled on the handle.
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[b]The drawer came out, with a creaky sound. It appeared to be made of wood. However, he could not see inside. He’d just have to reach.[/b]
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Reach he did.
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[b]Inside was a smooth, almost textureless large key.[/b]
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Genesis grabbed the key before continuing to try and findna door.
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[b]Eventually, a door he would find. It had a large lock on it, large enough for the key.[/b]
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He placed the key inside, opening the door.
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[b]The room suddenly flooded with a bright, blue light. The woman melted away, and the only thing left in the room was Genesis himself.[/b]
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Genesis blinked, shielding the light from his eyes with a hand as he walked through the doorway.
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[b]The room just seemed to be one blinding, blue light. He couldn’t see a single thing besides the outline of a door on the other side.[/b]
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He moved over to the door, attempting to open it and walk through that one as well.
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[b]And then he was... Back in the first room. But this time, it was well-lit and cleaned to a tee. However, the bathtub with the slime was no longer there.[/b]
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Edited by Stitch: 11/26/2017 12:51:51 AM"Huh." He looked for the door to the dark room, walking through it again.
