Open to interpretation.
Where am I?
It's dark in here. Let me feel around.
Ok, edges. I'm in a room.
Uh...
It's a box. I'll find a light switch or something.
How is there no switch? There's no switch. Or doorknob.
How did I get in here then?
There has to be a doorknob. Wait. Maybe there's another way out.
No trapdoor.
Is there a roof? I can't tell. There is a roof. I can feel it when I jump. There's no way to go higher.
I must've missed somethings, there is a way to go down. There is ALWAYS a way to go down.
There isn't a way to go down? Then this isn't real. I'm not here.
What if I am though? Am I trapped?
I'm trapped in this box. This can't be happening. I have a life!
A note? How did I not notice this on the ground?
What does it say? I can't read it in this stupid darkness. Maybe it's a message from... no. But then again... no.
What would it say?
You're trapped here forever?
That can't be true. I'm not allowing it to. Although it doesn't seem like I hold much power here.
I need to get back to my life.
Wait, what's this? It's a smaller box. But I was in this corner before, how did I not feel it? I could open it.
It would be so easy to open it and crawl into it. Get away from this darkness and these thoughts and shut myself out. But not yet.
I can still get out, back to my life.
Am I dead?
No that's stupid... I would either be in a lit place or nowhere at all. Maybe it's all on the other side of that box...
But I can't! I can still figure this out. And what if something horrible waits on the other side?
I feel lost... but I'm just stuck.
I need to get back to my life. But that box is still there, and I haven't looked inside...
No, not yet. Later. But it would be so easy just to curl up within and forget everything. Go to the lit place or to nowhere, who cares anymore. I feel like I'm the last one.
But... what about my friends, who abandoned me... left me to rot in this place? Would they care what they've caused?
I bet they left me this smaller box, this easy way out. Good thing I'm too strong to open it.
Its so, so dark. Maybe there are no good ways out. Wait... ah. That's why there's no way down. This is like an elevator... it just goes down. I can feel it.
Where did I put that note... here it is.
What does this say? What could it say?
Was it from my "friends"? Does it say: "We built this place from the ground up. Our materials are your madness."
I bet it does. Something like that. Though they were never ones to openly say what they were thinking, even though I could see it on their faces. Oh, this really is the worst thing that could happen.
That small box could go anywhere, contain anything! Just a quick peek should work fine.
No, do NOT do that! I'm such a fool. If it leads to a good place, I wouldn't come back here. This place is the only place where I can get back to my life, I just know it.
Maybe to get out of here I need to stop thinking... thinking about my friends... no that would work. If I forgot them, I would forget everything that means anything. I must stay strong.
But... if all that matters is them, then life can't be that great, can it? I think I should just open the box. There's nothing left for me in here... and nothing appreciates me, or respects me out there... I've made my choice.
This is quite easy to open. Maybe a little too easy.
What's this?
More dark?
You know what... I'll come inside.
Nothing is left out there anyways.
Nothing at all.
