Days have passed since I last remember what had been. I was putting my mind at rest, playing video games in a PC Room until early in the morning. The rows next to me turned more and more vacant as my adrenaline levels started to drop. The desire for sleep kicked in. It’s been a few handsful of minutes since I gobbled up the cup noodles, rice and side dishes to fill my stomach with warm food, only to fall asleep on the chair while waiting for the respawn timer to tick down.
Yet, I keep finding myself in pitch black darkness. Nothing, but a light blinking above my head. I’ve slid my hands across my body countless times. I’m not harmed. — I think. I’m merely cold. Scared. Confused. Hungry. But mostly thirsty. I’m not sure. Mayhaps I’m just having a new level of sleep paralysis. — One, that goes beyond any I’ve experienced so far.
But how would it explain the small light? How would it explain me being naked in a pitch black room? A room in which I can’t move more than a second in any direction. A room that appears to be tall enough to stand inside, yet, I can’t. The blinking light is further up than I can reach before hitting cold, hard rods.