7/50 (Full, Original Story)

Day 3

Lightbulb was asleep.

Paintbrush was asleep.

Fan stayed up all night.

He couldn't sleep.

The event that happened the previous day was too much shit for him to handle...

...no pun intended.

He was slouched against the wall, uncomfortable and unhappy.

He was miserable, in fact.

He slowly looked up towards the countdown.

[A:I9:1S:3B].

[A:I9:1S:3T].

[A:I9:1S:3G].

He was too tired to make out the correct time left. He was seeing letters in the countdown, which he knew wasn't right. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes, which were full of eye gunk.

After that, he looked again.

[4:19:15:26].

[4:19:15:25].

[4:19:15:24].

He noticed a few seconds went by whilst he was rubbing his eyes. At least he could actually make out what the countdown was now.

He didn't know what he was going to go through today, but whatever it was, he was going to make sure he would be ready for it.

Hopefully, not right now, or for a while.

He wasn't in the mood to do anything right now, not even move.

His eyelids slowly started to close. He was seconds away from slumber. Eventually, he accepted his oncoming nap, and allowed his eyes to fully close.

His head slouched back, leaning against the wall corner and he started to snore quietly.

He was glad he was finally able to get sleep, but he knew that he was going to be asleep whilst Paintbrush and Lightbulb were going to be awake.

He didn't care at the moment. He just wanted to sleep. Relax. Take a break from reality, which in this case, is isolation mixed with torture.

Fan was now in a deep sleep. He was fully relaxed.

[4:16:14:28].

Fan slowly opened his eyes. Paintbrush was nudging his arm, begging him to wake up.

He was in a cubicle with both Paintbrush and Lightbulb. Paintbrush was on his right, Lightbulb was on his left.

He was startled.

The cubicle was shut, and the restroom was boarded up with white pads from the giant room.

He didn't know what was happening.

''Fan! Wake up! Now!''

''W-What?!... What's going on? What's happening?...''

Lightbulb gave him the context to the situation.

''The giant white room... is being filled to the brim... with water!!''

Fan's face dropped. He didn't believe it at first, but then noticed the entrance/exit to the restroom was barricaded with white tiles.

''Wh-whe-where did you get those tiles from?''

''The walls in that room! We had just enough time to collect some and protect ourselves in here!''

Paintbrush filled him in.