All is left is a empty room with no escape. No door, no window just a light and a clock.
The only sound is the clock whispering in my ear, slowly fading.
My mind blank, brainwashed not remembering how I got here. All knowledge is recognized but no memories remain.
Stareing at the white walls like an empty canvas, vapid and insipid.
All that lays on my body is a white shirt, white pants, and white socks. The only other color is the black rim of the clock.
"11:11" the clock whispers to me. It's hands wave at me whenever I watch.
"Tik tok" the clock sang to me. I lay down to the sound of the clock singing, that eventually faded.
