The Imposition Game

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I woke up in a dark room, on a bed that wasn't my own. Where am I? With the help of a small bedside lamp I spotted the door and contemplated whether or not to open it and face whatever may be behind it. I wasn't quite sure how much time passed while I thought about the decision to be made. Eventually I decided to go for it; I couldn't just stay here forever, right? I sat up and slowly moved my legs off of the bed, and onto the ground. Wood flooring...where could I possibly be? I stood up as slowly as possible, so as not to make a single sound, which may have given me away. With every step I took, my heart beat faster inside my chest, I felt like it was banging against my ribcage screaming, "let me out! LET ME OUT!" But I tried my hardest to ignore it, if I didn't go now, I would never. For the longest time my hand was resting on the shiny golden doorknob, quivering from the anxiety which flooded my body.

Finally, I began turning it slowly. Everything was silent and I tried to regulate my breathing in order to keep my presence a secret. A thin ray of bright light fell on the floor and I let go of the doorknob, relieved. As slow as humanly possible I pushed the door open and stood in silence as I watched the empty hallway. It went straight ahead and made a sharp turn to the right about 3 meters in. Well that's....odd. I was getting more and more anxious. Would the turn lead to the end of the hallway? Was someone waiting for me at the end? Or perhaps it wasn't someone, but something. I once again suppressed my fears and took long, slow strides across the hallway. As I reached the turn I took a deep breath and made a sharp turn. I stopped. Ahead of me was a dining room table, but not just any ordinary table, it was enormous. Weird, I thought, there are only twelve seats, but the table seemed impossibly long. I checked out my surroundings. The entire room had nothing but this table in it, although it seemed the table was sufficient to fill the space. As I looked around I noticed there were exactly eleven hallways positioned around the table, by the walls. But wait, I thought, eleven? I turned around....no, not eleven, twelve. But that wasn't all; behind what seemed like the front of the table was a door, just a door, no hallway. The door was made of a smooth dark wood, I noticed now, the same wood from the table, and the floor. Someone had clearly thought this entire house through.

I began walking slowly, carefully around the table, paying no particular attention to anything. However, once I reached the end of the table, something caught my eye. Something had been engraved in a small golden plate, fastened to the head of each chair. The plate on the chair at the very end of the table read "Briana Jones "  I didn't recognize the name. I continued to circle the table, reading each individual name plate. "Adelvina Williams " That was my name...

I continued, "Matt Gregory", this didn't seem familiar either. As I made my way around the table I continued to read the names. I had absolutely no idea who any of these people were. Why were they here? Why was I here with them? The faraway sound of footsteps interrupted my thoughts. I didn't move, I couldn't. Soon enough a tall, skinny girl appeared in one of the hallways. Our eyes met and she stopped immediately. I think it was obvious to both of us that we were each terrified.