Time for Another Loop (A fanfic about Roblox Pressure)

Doors and Pressure

Wake up you dumb bastard!

"Gag! Ugh... I-I'm awake. How long was I out?"

I looked around and noticed I was in a locker somehow. It really confused me.

You were out for a couple hours you idiot. I had to take control of you and get in a locker. Do you understand how hard that is to do!?

"You... you what!"

I got up quickly and then pumped my head against the ceiling.

"Fuck! Ow!"

I took control of you, and got you in a locker while you dreamed about whatever you were dreaming about.

"Oh... I see."

I opened the locker and got out. I looked down and noticed scorch marks leading from the chair I was sleeping on to the locker I was just in. I also notice that my side was already better.

"Why is the ground so... not normal."

That's where I walked. You? Us? Whatever. Sounds like we're talking about the different genders now.

"Don't bring that into this."

I sighed. I was consuming this information in my head, but the fact that I was threatened made me inclined to get out of here. I didn't care about whoever this Gabe guy was.

"We can't leave yet. We need a weapon."

What? Why do you say that?

"The dream. Well... less of a dream and more of a..."

Fuck. What the hell did the DPC tell you?

The voice in my head sounded irritated. 

"I knew it! That dream was way too vivid to be fake! All you need to know is that they threatened the both of us. If we get out of here, then they're going to shoot my ass."

I see. I guess I'm going to have to teach you the inventing way.

"I see. Um... what do you mean by that?"

I mean I'm going to have to teach you how to creat stuff using other stuff. We need a tool kit, flash beacons, and a hefty power source.

"I don't have any of those things... and fuck. Don't tell me that I'm going to have to die again."

Indeed you are. 

"Fuck. But how the hell am I going to do that? I'm not just going to kill myself."

The lights above then flashed a lot.

"You've got to be kidding me."

Opportunity knocks. Before we enact the plan though, you'll have to learn how to jizz.

"Jizz? What the hell does Jizz me...!"

The angler then flashed through the room and I felt my entire insides compost for a second, instantly killing me. I flopped down and then...

"Gaaaaaghh! What the hell... what the fucking hell."

It felt like every time I died, there was a new pain I'd experience.

Hurt I bet. Now, time to learn to jizz.

"Fine! Fine... only because we're at the start now and have the time to start learning stuff."

I walked out and heard over the PA the normal voice of the guy I liked hearing, but what he said something weird.

"What's up everybody! Dan here from the diamond mine cart and today... oh shoot. I'm on. Ehem. Proceed when ready."