Someone once said, that if you fall into the wrong places in reality. You will break the boundaries of what's real or fake. You will fall into a different reality.
A maze of seemingly endless hallways leading to dead ends. Over 1000 levels of madnes...
Jones was a normal man like anyone else simply doing what a man needs to do to survive. Like watch football, and play on his phone, and eat chips. Yes, very hard to survive.
But all that would change, this man was going to be put through the worst experience he had ever experienced. Yes, even worse than that time his dog died. Why are you smiling? Oh your not.
Anyways, enough of the joking. Let's get into this, shall we? No wait that came of weird. Just read the book.
Jones was watching TV, scrolling through channels. Considering if he should switch to those streaming services or whatever. His stomach was rumbling, he must have that donut from 3 days ago. And maybe some cheese sticks.
But he felt something was off, oh right! The fan!
The next thing he knew he fell through the floor. Is this a basement? Where was he? And why is the ceiling fixed? He looked around, and noticed the lights where really loud. And why is everything so yellow?! The carpets were wet, nope definitely pee. He called out hoping for a response. Nothing. There has to be an exit right? He looked around checking for a door. But nothing was there. Except those lights.
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Well he wasn't going to give up that easily. He continued exploring. Finding only dead ends. Maybe he was going to give up that easily. He lied against a wall thinking of what to do. Suddenly he fell backwards. He was in a parking garage? Wait what? So that yellow place must have been some kind of service tunnel. Although he was still confused about how big it was. Maybe it was a defense mechanism.
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There were cars, not much but some. Perhaps one even worked? The moment he stepped in he was obliterated by the entity in the back of the car.
