Stanley blinked as he sat up in his chair, did he fall asleep? He sighed, noticing there was no orders on his screen, getting up and leaving his office "All his co-workers where gone. What could it mean? Stanley decided to go to the meeting room; perhaps he has simply missed a memo." Stanley blinks as he looks around, he goes to talk but is unable to this scares Stanley. What was this voice? And why couldn't he talk? Stanley looked up 'Can it hear me? is it up there somewhere?' he questioned in his head trying to project his thoughts to the voice. The voice hummed "I can hear you perfectly, Stanley" Stanley was taken back he then looked down thinking to himself, there wasn't much else to do other then listen. Stanley stopped at a set of open doors.
"When Stanley came to a set of two open door, he entered the door on his left." Stanley listened, he looked up, it felt right to talk to the voice this way, 'So can you hear all my thoughts?' he asked the voice "no, only when you talk to me is when I can hear what you are thinking" He explained 'Do you have a name?' Stanley asked "yes! Call me The Narrator!" he said exaggerating his name. Stanley rolled his eyes a bit 'Alright' he thought to the Narrator as Stanley arrived in the meeting room. "Yet there was not a single person here either. Feeling a wave of disbelief, Stanley decided to go up to his boss' office, hoping he might find an answer there." Stanley looked to the broom closet as he passed it and stop at a staircase.
"Coming to a staircase, Stanley walked upstairs to his boss' office" Stanley listened and went upstairs to his boss' office. "Stepping in to his manager's office. Stanley was once again stunned to discover not an indication of any human life. Shocked. Unravelled. Stanley wondered in disbelief who orchestrated this, what dark secret was being held from him? What he could not have known was that the keypad behind the boss' desk guarded the terrible truth that his boss had been keeping from him. And so the boss had assigned it an extra secret PIN number. 2845. But of cause, Stanley couldn't have known this." Stanley gave the ceiling a bored look and he heard a soft chuckle come from the Narrator. Stanley went over to the keypad putting in 2-8-4-5 "yet incredibly, by simply pushing random buttons on the keypad, Stanley happened to input the correct code by sheer luck. Amazing. He stepped into the newly opened passageway." and Stanley listened going in to the passageway and going left going in to the elevator and pushing the down button.
"Descending deeper into the building, Stanley realized he felt a bit peculiar." Stanley looked up raising an eyebrow at, where he thought, the Narrator was. "It was a stirring of emotion in his chest, as though he felt more free to think for himself, to question the nature of his job." Stanley blinked, as he looked down, and really did start to think "Why did he feel this now, when for years it has never occurred to him? This question would not go unanswered for long." Stanley gave the ceiling a questioning look as he left the elevator.
"Stanley walked straight ahead though the door that read 'Mind Control Facility'" Stanley listened, but took note of the 'escape' sign. Stanley went inside the pitch black room and went over to the button and pressed it.
"The lights rose on an enormous room packed with television screens. What horrible secret did this place hold, Stanley thought to himself." Stanley shrugs 'something like that I guess' He thought to the Narrator as a joke, the Narrator didn't react as far as he knew anyway. "Did he have the strength to find out?" the Narrator continued as Stanley pushed another button.
"now the monitors jumped to life, their true nature revealed. Each bore the number of an employee in the building, Stanley's co-workers" Stanley was looking for two numbers; his own, and his best friends, Kevin. 427 and 393. Stanley saw his number and then saw his desk, it felt surreal. He then found his friends number and saw his desk. He sighed this was so much to take in at once. Stanley pushed another button and an elevator came down "This mind control facility...It was too horrible to believe; it couldn't be true. Had Stanley really been in someone's control all this time? Was this the only reason he was happy with his boring job? That his emotions had been manipulated to accept it blindly?" Stanley stepped on to the elevator.
"But here was the proof. The heart of the operation. Controls labelled with emotions: 'happy' or 'sad' or 'content'. Walking, eating, working...All of it monitored and command from this very place" Stanley found the main console "And as cold reality of his past began to sink in, Stanley decided that this machinery would never again exert it's terrible power over another human life. For he would dismantle the controls once and for all" Stanley smiled 'This was fun' he thought as he pressed the off button.
"Blackness...and a rising chill of uncertainty...was it over?" The Narrator asked as the back wall started to go down "Yes! He had won. He had defeated the machine. unshackled himself from someone else's command. Freedom was mere moment away. And, yet, even as the immense door slowly opened, Stanley reflected on how many puzzles still lay unsolved. Where had his co-workers gone? How had he been freed from the machine's grasp? What other mysteries did this strange building hold?"
'why is there a voice in the sky?' Stanley jokingly added to the script. The Narrator huffed a bit but continued anyway "But as sunlight streamed into the chamber, he realized none of this mattered to him. For it was not knowledge, or even power, that he had been seeking for, but happiness. Perhaps his goal had not to been to understand but to let go. No longer would anyone tell him where to go, what to do, or how to feel. Whatever life he lives, it will be his. And that was all he needed to know. It was, perhaps, the only thing worth knowing. Stanley stepped through the open door." Stanley listened and smiled as he stepped outside.
"Stanley felt the cool breeze upon his skin, the feeling of liberation, the immense possibility of the new path before him. This was exactly the way, right now, that things were meant to happen. And Stanley was happy" Stanley looked up smiling as his world went black.
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FanfictionStanley woke up in his office to find all his co-workers gone. He hears a voice that calls himself the Narrator. Will Stanley find out why he is here? what he is? what the narrator is? will hey ever escape? or are they trapped in the parable forever...
