CHAPTER 2

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✨you don't understand ✨

Y/N POV:

As I walk I came across a room labelled 'broom closet' I walk in and look around the shelves.

"Why are you in here? There's nothing of importance in this room so let's just continue forward shall we?"

I ignor him again and keep looking around. Nothing but paint, tools, a broom and a bucket. I sigh finding nothing of importance here. I place my back on the wall and slide down it till I'm sitting on the floor.

"What..what is it your trying to find exactly y/n?" Why did he sound reluctant to ask that question. "A way out" the narrator was a bit shoked by this "what to you mean 'a way out'? a way out were?" I was starting to loose my patience with this guy and I'm sure he was loosing his patience with me. "Out of this game" I say a bit more aggressiv.

"Why would you want to leave a place like this, this world is everything a person could want"

"Oh really like what?" I start to raise my voice.
"Well...it can technically provide you with anything you need...if I allow it. Um..let's see
Oh and you don't die, isn't that what eny human wants? To not die? From my understanding-

"YOU DONT UNDERSTAND ENYTHING!!" I slam my fist into the wall in rage.

"AS FAR AS I KNOW THIS PLACE IS HELL. I CANT LEAVE, IM STUCK IN A LOOP. AND THERES NOBODY HERE THAT ACTUALLY HAS SENS IN THIS WORLD CUZ THE ONLY PERSON THAT IS HERE IS SOME AI THAT DOSENT UNDERSTAND WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE TRAPPED IN SOMETHING. HELL I DONT EVEN REMEMBER HOW I GOT HERE!! THE ONLY REASON I KNOW THIS IS A GAME IS BECAUSE YOU SAY IT IS!! YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT IM FEELING!! YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHATS HAPPENING
AND YOU DONT-"

"ENOUGH Y/N!!"

The narrators voice shook the room. It went dead silent. The silence felt like an eternity.
After a couple seconds I realise I'm crying and my hand is in pain from hitting the wall. I wince as I try to move my hand. I think I might have broken it..don't know my own strangth. The narrator sighs. I here the rustling of papers then a thump sound of an object being placed. I then here footsteps get quiter.

I just sit there and think about what just happened. I went totally out on this guy, I got angry at him because I don't know what's going on. This place is starting to make me go mental. I start to tier up more. Iv never had fits of rage like that. I..I..

All I wanted was to go back to whatever life I had before this.




I start to here foot steps again but..it wasn't on the mic, it was outside the door. I instantly try to get up using my hands but forgot how much pain my hand is in. I just sit there and look at the ground.

I here the door open. But I don't bother looking up. "Give me your hand" the person walks up to me and offers his hand. I look at the hand and accepted it. I then go back to looking at the ground and try to avoid looking at this person. I hear the sound of a box being opened, something soft got placed on my skin witch caused my to golt up in shock, in the process of doing so I accidentally smak this guy in the face which caused my hand to hert more. "AAA shit- I'm sorry" I say in panic looking at the man. "No no it's fine I should have warned you" wait that voice...

Why didn't it click to me. This guy helping me was.. narrator.

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