I awake in what seems to be a test room. I have no memory. A voice from a walkie-talkie begins to give me instructions on how to survive, and as I follow them, the deeper into this horrible, twisted world I fall.

At 00:00, Cinderella ran away from her prince, leaving a glass slipper on the marbled steps of the grand staircase. At 00:00, I ran away from him. Unlike Cinderella, I didn't leave a single thing behind. © sonderingly