Three-thirty-three AM

Introduction

We live in a world of constant lies. Since ever we we're even children we would lie. Some did for their own, to get themselves out of trouble, some did for attention, like claiming that their father knew LeBron James, but others did for fun. Even after we grow up, we keep hearing lies, all the time. Why does the human brain needs to lie? Why did we lie about breaking our mom's vase when we we're four, or why did we lie about our best friend being our cousin at school? Why did we lie about another world? Another world that can only be accessible between three-thirty and three-thirty-three AM? A world where we get lost in rooms that smell like old wet carpets or a room that's like an infinite playground. A world where we are all alone, well not really completely alone, cause the entities are there, to keep us company, or for other, not as nice, reasons.

In this world, they are a few rules... but that's not important for now.

Imagine a world, with infinite levels, where time moves differently, where the feeling of loneliness kills you before the need of water does. Each level, a different room. It can be a pool, a playground, an apartment building, a Hello Kitty house, and more. Stuck there forever, with no way of leaving. Where you can feel eyes on you at all times, and sometimes even start hallucinating an exit, because deep inside, you know you'll be stuck there forever. There's no way out. Alone with your thoughts, thinking about every decision you have made since you could walk. You only have yourself to blame for this. It's not the entities faults, or the universe's fault, it's yours.

Be careful of where you get lost in your thoughts, or where you decide to go, because before you know it, you'll wake up to the smell of old wet carpet, and the noise of buzzing lights.