It was a nice evening today, with yellow skies and fine weather. I don't remember why I went out, or where I went, but it's probably the least of my concerns now. Although, I probably should have paid more attention to where I was going, since I do remember taking a turn which shouldn't have been possible. I was familiar with the street, but took a random turn and went through a door I never knew existed.

The place was entirely empty, eerily silent, and dimly lit in a sickly shade of green. I looked around the large room, and saw two statues on the opposite sides: One of a man and another of a lion. As I went to take a closer look, the statues started to seem off. They captured the overall imagery well, but the details were ridiculous. I called out, asking if anyone was there, only to be answered with silence. I doubted this place was inhabited by people.

The door behind me was somehow gone. I went forward into a green, lit up hallway, but the only way I could keep going was straight ahead. There were a number of doors on both sides, but they either had no doorknobs, or were locked with no keyholes. At the end, there were two stairways, and I took the one leading below, into an open space.

It looked like a parking lot, but empty. However, after some time, I started hearing some whispering noises. I called out again, but the sounds died out immediately. I couldn't find any way out, so I went back up. The hallway seemed a little different this time, but I just couldn't put my finger on it. I decided to go upstairs, but found myself in the same hallway.

I went down to take a look again, but found myself in the parking lot again. I ran back up, and started looking around the place. I noticed that all the doors were now crooked, except one. This one had both a handle and a keyhole. I peered through the hole, but the room was completely empty.

I tried to open it, looked around for a key, and finally tried breaking it down. Looking around, I grabbed anything I could and hit the door with it, until it finally gave way. The room had a staircase going upwards, leading to another corridor. I could hear the whispers again, but they were getting louder, and I was starting to feel as if was being watched. I started walking faster to find a way out.

The endless cycle has been going on for who knows how long. Miraculously, I haven't felt hungry or thirsty even once since the beginning, which is good because I often have to deal with monstrous entities here and there. I feel like I am starting to lose my sanity, my hope and myself. I really don't know if I can make it out of this place.

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Hello? Hello? I don’t know if anyone will read this, my connection is cutting out. Been trying to say something for a while but nothing ever goes through. I don’t know how much time I got. So I’ll make it quick. I’m stuck in this place. It’s like a liminal space. Very eerie. The walls are a disgusting tint of yellow and it’s like an endless maze. No windows, no doors, just walls. The endless walls. All around. Left. Right. Up. Down. All the same. Nothing makes sense. It’s a labyrinth no exit. Like an IKEA if someone placed the arrows all over the floor in random directions. One second I was sitting in a classroom, then I blinked. Then I was here. I wondered for a while. Then decided to sit and wait so I won’t become more lost. “Maybe someone will come for me eventually” I thought. Stupid. I honestly don’t know how long it’s been. I’ve been trying to get through to someone, anyone, but nothing has been able to get in or out. The connection is weak, so I’m honestly surprised I’m able to write this. It might have been weeks since my disappearance. Who knows? Maybe that’s why I haven’t been on much, not sure, everything just blurs together. Days, weeks, months, hours, mintues, I don’t know, all the same. All that’s left is me and this endless maze of yellow. I found writing on the walls. A few days ago. Or was it five minutes ago? I don’t know. It’s been so long I can hardly remember what it said. Or was it only three minutes ago? An hour? A day? Doesn’t matter. It said..uh..it was a warning? I think. Now that I think about. There was nothing there. No writing. No tall black being made of wires. No tools. No nothing. Just the walls. The yellow walls. The endless maze! Just my hallucinations. Or were they real? Heheh. I honestly don’t know. They could have been. But they also could not have been. The start of my decent into madness? Maybe. Possible. Possible? Possibly? Can’t even spell. Grammer. Bad Grammer. Or would that be spelling? Does it matter? Yes kind of. I’m losing my grasp on reality. My mind decaying. If I can’t form words, then how do I communicate? How do I- Communicate with who? There’s nobody here..just youuu..youuu and the voiiid…the yeloooow walllsss..nooo escaaapeee..noooo escape. No escape. No escape. No escape. No exit. No leave. No freedom. No escape. No escape. No escape. No escape. No escape. NO ESCAPE. NO EXIT. NO LEAVE. NO ESCAPE. NO FREEDOM. NO EXIT. NO LEAVE. NO ESCAPE. Ň̴̼͛ͅó̶̱̟ ̵̪̮͊ȅ̴̠̖s̶̱̈́c̸̡̒a̷̧̾̈p̵̥̐ͅe̸͙̿.̵̳̜̿ ̸̗̰̏Ṇ̵̡̓o̴͙̾ͅ ̴̜̳̾̕ẹ̶̳͠s̴̟̫̍̎c̵͓͆̔a̵̧͚̎p̷̟̆e̵̳̦̎̋.̷̻̈́ ̶̣̥̒̀Ǹ̵̜̰̀õ̶̞̠ ̵̫͂ē̷̢̹̊s̵͕̦͘c̶͎͇̆a̵̰͌͂p̵̩̕ė̶̘̏.̷͙̲̇͆ ̸̻̰̎N̶̡̂̿o̸̰͂ ̴̗͊e̴͈͔͘͝x̷̥́̊͜i̴͈̝̒̿t̵̡́̑.̵̟̀̔ ̴̖͍͂Ń̷̝͂ọ̵͠ ̸̳̃͜l̷̦̒̂e̴̾́͜ạ̶̡̔̏v̷̑͜e̴̛̝̐.̷̼̄͜ ̸̢̱̀N̵̢̍͒o̴͈͍͑̔ ̶̫͇͂̿f̴͎̿̈́r̴͉͗̊ë̶̗̳̄e̷̠͕͂d̶̰̤͛̈o̵̪͑m̴̗̂͛.̴̥̖͘ ̶̱͐N̴̡̹͛ó̶͕̓ ̴͉̗̈̈́e̴̱̘͊s̵̼̯̆c̸̱̳̅a̷̺̮͆p̷̫̑e̴̜̥͂̕.̶̞̩̔͛ ̶̻͕̀N̴̥̾o̸̡̭͗ ̵̦̋ë̸͖̘́s̴̨̏c̶͙̃ä̶͚̺́p̷̿̚ͅe̴̖͂̕.̵̝͌ ̴͓͓̀N̸̛̦̗o̶͈͊ ̸̨͙͋͘ě̸̙͝s̸̻̮̏̅c̵̱̥̾a̶̠̖͑̊p̵͇͔̽̈e̸̢̩͒.̴̻͕̚ ̷͆̒ͅN̸̩͓̈́̓o̶͈̲̾̀ ̶͈̄͝e̵̢̻͒̾s̴͓̦̊̚c̵̭̬͋a̵̲̅p̶̫͚̂͝ë̵͈͛.̸̖̮͒̆ ̴̫͝Ň̴̼͛ͅó̶̱̟ ̵̪̮͊ȅ̴̠̖s̶̱̈́c̸̡̒a̷̧̾̈p̵̥̐ͅe̸͙̿.̵̳̜̿ ̸̗̰̏Ṇ̵̡̓o̴͙̾ͅ ̴̜̳̾̕ẹ̶̳͠s̴̟̫̍̎c̵͓͆̔a̵̧͚̎p̷̟̆e̵̳̦̎̋.̷̻̈́ ̶̣̥̒̀Ǹ̵̜̰̀õ̶̞̠ ̵̫͂ē̷̢̹̊s̵͕̦͘c̶͎͇̆a̵̰͌͂p̵̩̕ė̶̘̏.̷͙̲̇͆ ̸̻̰̎N̶̡̂̿o̸̰͂ ̴̗͊e̴͈͔͘͝x̷̥́̊͜i̴͈̝̒̿t̵̡́̑.̵̟̀̔ ̴̖͍͂Ń̷̝͂ọ̵͠ ̸̳̃͜l̷̦̒̂e̴̾́͜ạ̶̡̔̏v̷̑͜e̴̛̝̐.̷̼̄͜ ̸̢̱̀N̵̢̍͒o̴͈͍͑̔ ̶̫͇͂̿f̴͎̿̈́r̴͉͗̊ë̶̗̳̄e̷̠͕͂d̶̰̤͛̈o̵̪͑m̴̗̂͛.̴̥̖͘ ̶̱͐N̴̡̹͛ó̶͕̓ ̴͉̗̈̈́e̴̱̘͊s̵̼̯̆c̸̱̳̅a̷̺̮͆p̷̫̑e̴̜̥͂̕.̶̞̩̔͛ ̶̻͕̀N̴̥̾o̸̡̭͗ ̵̦̋ë̸͖̘́s̴̨̏c̶͙̃ä̶͚̺́p̷̿̚ͅe̴̖͂̕.̵̝͌ ̴͓͓̀N̸̛̦̗o̶͈͊ ̸̨͙͋͘ě̸̙͝s̸̻̮̏̅c̵̱̥̾a̶̠̖͑̊p̵͇͔̽̈e̸̢̩͒.̴̻͕̚ ̷͆̒ͅN̸̩͓̈́̓o̶͈̲̾̀ ̶͈̄͝e̵̢̻͒̾s̴͓̦̊̚c̵̭̬͋a̵̲̅p̶̫͚̂͝ë̵͈͛.̸̖̮͒̆ ̴̫͝Ň̴̼͛ͅó̶̱̟ ̵̪̮͊ȅ̴̠̖s̶̱̈́c̸̡̒a̷̧̾̈p̵̥̐ͅe̸͙̿.̵̳̜̿ ̸̗̰̏Ṇ̵̡̓o̴͙̾ͅ ̴̜̳̾̕ẹ̶̳͠s̴̟̫̍̎c̵͓͆̔a̵̧͚̎p̷̟̆e̵̳̦̎̋.̷̻̈́ ̶̣̥̒̀Ǹ̵̜̰̀õ̶̞̠ ̵̫͂ē̷̢̹̊s̵͕̦͘c̶͎͇̆a̵̰͌͂p̵̩̕ė̶̘̏.̷͙̲̇͆ ̸̻̰̎N̶̡̂̿o̸̰͂ ̴̗͊e̴͈͔͘͝x̷̥́̊͜i̴͈̝̒̿t̵̡́̑.̵̟̀̔ ̴̖͍͂Ń̷̝͂ọ̵͠ ̸̳̃͜l̷̦̒̂e̴̾́͜ạ̶̡̔̏v̷̑͜e̴̛̝̐.̷̼̄͜ ̸̢̱̀N̵̢̍͒o̴͈͍͑̔ ̶̫͇͂̿f̴͎̿̈́r̴͉͗̊ë̶̗̳̄e̷̠͕͂d̶̰̤͛̈o̵̪͑m̴̗̂͛.̴̥̖͘ ̶̱͐N̴̡̹͛ó̶͕̓ ̴͉̗̈̈́e̴̱̘͊s̵̼̯̆c̸̱̳̅a̷̺̮͆p̷̫̑e̴̜̥͂̕.̶̞̩̔͛ ̶̻͕̀N̴̥̾o̸̡̭͗ ̵̦̋ë̸͖̘́s̴̨̏c̶͙̃ä̶͚̺́p̷̿̚ͅe̴̖͂̕.̵̝͌ ̴͓͓̀N̸̛̦̗o̶͈͊ ̸̨͙͋͘ě̸̙͝s̸̻̮̏̅c̵̱̥̾a̶̠̖͑̊p̵͇͔̽̈e̸̢̩͒.̴̻͕̚ ̷͆̒ͅN̸̩͓̈́̓o̶͈̲̾̀ ̶͈̄͝e̵̢̻͒̾s̴͓̦̊̚c̵̭̬͋a̵̲̅p̶̫͚̂͝ë̵͈͛.̸̖̮͒̆ ̴̫͝Heheh. N̸̩͓̈́̓o̶͈̲̾̀ ̶͈̄͝e̵̢̻͒̾s̴͓̦̊̚c̵̭̬͋a̵̲̅p̶̫͚̂͝ë̵͈͛. I’m gonna die here. Nobody will save me. Heheh. Heheheh! Oooh. Sound. New sound. Follow sound. New sound. Rambling. No full sentences. Rambling. Rambling. No esca-

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Wade

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