The Devil's Playground

Chapter 1: Initiation

Still struggling to find my strength to walk. I hobbled through the hallways as fast as I could in desperation to escape this place. Determination filled my body, I wanted to just go home and show my family that I was alive. Reaching the end of the hallways, I came to another huge metal door and did not hesitate to swing it open by its cold hard handle.

Looking around the room my eyes was immediately fixated on a key, but there was a shimmering shine of metal above it. Gazing closer, I found what looked like teeth, razor sharp and ready to bite. It was a bear trap. Why is it here? What was all this about? "I see you have stumbled into the room of the first task Mr Cooke. Here is what you need to do, you must be quick enough to grab the key from under the bear trap and escape the room through the door in front of you. You have 5 minutes. Time to play."

This has got to be some kind of joke, I could die if I fail this task. But if I complete it then maybe it would lead me one step closer to escaping this hell hole. All I have to do is grab the key and be quick enough to avoid the trap. I took one deep breath and held my hand out in fear but determination. In one instance I quickly reached out to grab the key...

I opened my eyes and looked to see I had both of my hands, and the key. I tried to control my breathing but it was out of control. " 2 minutes remaining." The timer was still going! I immediately ran to the door and unlocked it and fell into the next room and kicked the door shut. I looked around to find a mattress another wooden table with a remote on it and a TV in the far corner. "Congratulation Mr Cooke. It seems you have completed the first task. This is a safe room, you will be locked in here as the door in front of you will only open the next day. You may sleep as you will need your energy for the next task. I recommend you turning on the TV." He left me with a sinister laugh, I took the remote, sat on the mattress and turned on the TV.

It was another news report about me. "The police have been dispatched to go and search for Adam Cooke. Adam went missing yesterday when he never returned home and his mother got worried when she received no message or phone call. We will do all that we can to ensure the safety of Adam Cooke and get him home and find out his story." Now the police are looking for me? This is getting ridiculous. I was tired and my body felt lifeless. I prepared to sleep and get ready for my next day inside of this living death trap.