Second Life: A Second Chance

Kill The Hayvanlar Malheureux (I)

How I did not see the party coming is completely beyond me. The program coordinators had actually gone out of their way to arrange a gathering for everyone participating in the program including myself, and nothing went wrong! This is a first, but then again, given all the events that have occurred in the past week, I should not be surprised at the fact that the party they had created actually emulated a proper social gathering. However even with the party being normal, I had prepared myself beforehand just in case any kind of assault, secret challenge, or poisoning would take place. Oddly enough, nothing continued to happen, which I consider to be an extremely rare sight to behold, given the people of the Nation's sadistic tendencies. Following the so called "party's" end, we were all told to head to our rooms as the program coordinators were going to have the center building organized and cleaned up in order to accommodate the final challenge. After several hours of dorm lock-down, we were told to ready ourselves for the final challenge the following morning.

As of now, I have just swallowed the chip contained pill as instructed by the second-in-command LaRaymi months prior to the program's commencement. Following the pill swallowing, I proceed to gulp any leftover remnants of the pill down with a tall glass of water held in hand that I had saved from the pantry courtyard yesterday. As I finish the glass of water, I proceed to quickly toss the empty glass inside the opened gap found at the top surface of the circular orange reuse bin at the leftmost edge of the blue tinted double doors prior to entering inside.

As I make my way through the double doors leading to the inside of the center building, I pause slightly to observe the large view presented before me. Surrounded by the tall walls of the building, I find that the interior is filled almost to the brim with hundreds of equal sized, flesh colored, cube booths. Hovering at the center of the vast first floor, lies a yellow center staircase, with a wide and empty yellow path leading up to its first steps. Looking around the large interior of the center building, I begin to notice how neatly organized all the booths are. In what seems like rows upon endless rows of neatly arranged booths, which is quite odd to me. The center building is rather circular in nature, and there does not seem to be shown any sort of curved walling or much of an accommodation by the inner structure to explain how the booths are neatly and squarely aligned. Furthermore, the walling from both the inside and the outside of the center building are made of a very thin material, meaning that there can be no possible way that the center building could have been fitted from neither the inside nor the outside to accommodate all the booths in the vast space of the interior in such a square manner. Knowing this, the sheer size and oddity of the center building's interior brings to me one existential question: how can that be?

Approaching the first available cube booth a few feet within range, it comes to my attention that for every booth, an opened white screen serves as the main entrance into the booth. Curious at the booth ahead of me, I peer inside the booth from the outside, noting almost immediately the odd contrast between the small white interior of the room and the spacious outside. Another sight that begins to question my sanity is the placement of the rather large chair. The black chair is placed at the center of the booth, without much of a direction informing me whether or not I should seat myself on it. Regardless to what I am seeing, the more I enter inside the small booth, the more space there appears to be inside. 

Already inside the booth, I begin to make my way towards the leather appearing chair. As I approach the chair, I note some of its peculiar features. Several long lines within the thick skin of the chair are imprinted, displayed in square linear patterns of three and five, implying that there may be a possibility of hidden compartments embedded within the chair. How interesting. However, as soon as I begin to sit atop the white chair, does the screen door completely close from behind me, trapping me completely inside the odd appearing booth. In response to the sudden closure of the room, I begin to stand, but I resist the urge to do so. I instead search the room for an exit and while I am doing so, does a large black square screen appear on the wall facing east of me. Looking directly into the black screen, I follow the instructions given off by the embedded text, where it portrays itself in hologram form, with the letters of the hologram projected in a dark and bold green shading.