The Devil's Playground

Prolouge: Awakening

I was awoken by the smell of murky walls and blood stained floors. Waiting a few seconds for my vision to clear up. I looked down to find my clothes covered in crimson red liquid stains. My body was devoid of strength. I began to panic, struggling to move a single muscle, when finally reaching my feet a voice began to speak to me. "Adam Cooke. You don't know why you are here, your here because you must know what its like to suffer. You see the remote on the wooden table over there, point it to the TV in the far corner and turn it on. Listen carefully, when finished, open the metal door and continue through the hallways to the next room."

The voice had gone. I limped helplessly to the wooden chipped table and picked up the remote. I turned on the TV and saw what looked like a news report. "Our top story today, Adam Cooke aged 18 was reported missing by his mother as he did not come home last night without her knowing. Countless failed calls and text messages worried the mother and has also contacted the police."

The news report had ended. I'm reported missing, I need to get out of here and get home. I grabbed the cold metal key and rushed over to the huge metal door and unlocked it as quick as I could. When forcefully swinging it open I saw a corridor that seemed like an eternity to go down. But I am more than ready, taking one step forward I noticed their was a message on the floor written in blood. I read it with fear in my heart. "Welcome to The Devil's Playground."