Lost Library of Absolute Fucking Horror (Whumptober 2024)

DAY 8: Top 10 Reasons Why You Should Get Your 8 Full Hours of Sleep

THEME: Sleep Deprivation
PROMPTS: Isolation Chamber/ Forced to Stay Awake/ "Leave the lights on"
PROMPTS USED: Isolation Chamber/ Forced to Stay Awake/ "Leave the lights on"

WARNING: Gore, injury, eye gouging, cannibalism

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The first thing Honami noticed when she woke up was the bright fluorescent lights on the ceiling. The brunette grumbled, squeezing her eyes back shut. Too bright, way too bright..

Where was she, even..? She knew the lights in her room weren't nearly this bright.

Honami put her hand over her eyes, slowly getting to her feet and looking around. It was so quiet in here. So quiet that you could hear the soft buzzing of the lights above her.

The drummer pursed her lips. She didn't recognize where she was. It was completely empty- both the walls and floors were soft cushions. She couldn't see any windows or doors, either. Was she trapped?

How.. how would she even get trapped..?! She couldn't recall a single thing that could give her an idea of how she got here..

"Hello..?" Honami called out, unsettled by the way her voice didn't even echo in here.

The drummer was met with silence. There was no reply.

Honami pursed her lips. What was she supposed to do? Did she have her phone on her?

She patted herself down. No, there was no phone. In fact, she didn't recall putting on these clothes. What was she wearing?

It was just.. a white t-shirt and shorts. She.. she certainly wasn't wearing this earlier, she knew that.

Was Honami kidnapped? She couldn't even remember how she got here. She was sure that she went to sleep in her bedroom at night, at her usual time. And suddenly, she woke up and now she was somewhere here.

She didn't usually have large lapses in memory, either, so.. she wasn't quite sure what had happened.

...Was she kidnapped..?!

Honami gasped, an expression of fear quickly spreading onto her face. Oh god, she had gotten kidnapped! What was going to happen to her now..?!

And then—

"Mochizuki Honami."

Honami screamed as she heard her name be called out from.. somewhere. She didn't actually see any speakers in the room, but it was too grainy sounding to not be over one.

"Who-who are you..?!" Honami cried out, whipping her head around. "Where am I..?!"

She didn't get a reply. Just a soft, gentle hissing noise that began to fill the room. The speaker crackled again.

"Test one."

Honami flinched at the hissing noise. A strange fog began to fill the room, and the brunette coughed, covering her nose and mouth with her hands.

Was- was that a gas? Was Honami being gassed right now?! Oh, goodness, what was going to happen to her? Was she going to fall asleep, was she going to die?! Would this kill her?!

She moved her shirt over her face to try and hopefully get more protection from the gas, but she didn't know how much it would help.

What was this going to do to her? Melt her lungs? Burn her eyes?!

Oh god, she didn't want to die! There was so much Honami still wanted to do- go pro with her friends, make new songs, graduate high school..! Would she even live through this?!

Honami squeezed her eyes shut, pressing her shirt against her face. Still, she had no idea if it would work or not. What if she ended up inhaling the gas anyway..?