You were walking through the forest by your house, but everything looked gray and frozen.
In the forest, you saw the weirdest looking bird. It was like an eagle, but with an eyeball for a head.
This was a dream, so you didn’t think much of the weird bird. Nor did you think much of your overwhelming urge to chase the bird.
And you did chase that bird. You chased it all the way to the abandoned train tracks.
Once you got to the train tracks, the bird was nowhere to be seen. The ground began to rumble…
But when you woke up…
Your dream seemed all too real.
WELCOME TO TRANSVERSE.
>Yep, now you are in a weird room.
Man, this. This sure is a room.
A room with the worst posters you have ever seen.
Is this a hospital room? You’re pretty sure a hospital room would have a BED, not a blanket and pillow thrown on the floor.
…
>Now what?
>What items are in the room?
Using your superb, impeccable, DUAL OCULAR SENSORS, you see the following.
There’s some shit on the desk.
The shit includes: a packet (WARNING: IT CONTAINS MEAT. THE HORROR.), a box that looks dangerous, a “motivational” poster featuring…THAT, and your patient file.
…Hey, maybe you should look IN the drawer!
In the drawer, you find paperwork, a framed photo and…TWO KEYS? TWO OF THEM! UNHEARD OF, UNHEARD OF YOU DECLARE! THE SUSPENSE IS TERRIBLE! TWO!
>try and break past the child-proof safety lock on the cabinet
Impenetrable.
>Become aware of your horn-ed nature.
>read patient file
Good idea, random ass voice that is suddenly in your head!
Ok, what the fuck
How can anyone read that
>try and find a door?
..Oh yeah, there’s a door.
And…that poster. Is it drawn in crayon?
>use one of ur keys… on the door
Now we’re cooking with cadmium!
You open the door.
Cool, a hallway.
The individual doors have name plates and small holes for food.
And there’s a loudspeaker-oh god the light’s flashing on it-
[KKKRRSSHHH]
ATTENTION TOYS.
THIS IS A FRIENDLY REMINDER TO, LIKE, STAY IN YOUR TREATMENT ROOMS.
TOYS CAUGHT OUTSIDE THEIR TREATMENT ROOMS MAY HAVE TO, LIKE, DEAL WITH OUR GUARD DOG.
THE DOG IS TOTALLY A METAPHOR, IT’S JUST A DUDE. YOU KNOW HIM.
SO YEAH.
MASTER LOVES YOU, TOYS.
[KKKRRSSZZHT]
…
…
You want out. Right now. You want to leave. Abscond. Depart. Get the fuck outta dodge.
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