20 September 2012
The room was pitch black I felt my way around from the door and back Nothing on the outside walls No light switch or light pull
I edged my way slowly inwards My mind became quite curious As to who locked the door behind me And who builds a room with no lights to see
My arms outstretched into darkness Waving hands around into nothingness Tiny steps taken further in anticipation BUMP!! I screamed in frustration
My poor toes ached with the pain Still my curiosity fills my brain I squat down to feel the object My fingertips nervously feel what my brain can't detect
"What the hell is that" I squeak "A chair? Perhaps a table?" I breathe Yes it's definitely a large table My hands caress it and I feel something in the middle
A type of box made from plasticky stuff I tap my knuckles and the echo makes me jump My heart is pounding and my hearing intensified "Jesus Christ what's going on here, I'm terrified"
I gain some kind of altering composure My curiosity at this dark room and box has my brain flipping over I'm hearing my own pulse and its deafening I take deep breathes and flip open the box's lid and put my hand in
"What the bloody hell is that" I think Feels like a plug socket....no it's a switch I press it with my eyes firmly closed tight I'm not too sure why I closed my eyes in a darkened room that's locked tight
Anyways, I don't know what's going on and I'm curious to know I pluck up the courage from somewhere, somehow And very, very slowly open one eye Then I let out a confused laughing sigh
I'm in a lit room with clear Perspex walls On the outside are people dressed in white overalls I'm some kind of guinea pig put to a test I'm so glad I'm curious to find a box but i still don't know how i got into this friggin mess
Curious • Opuss № I