Articles - Countless Rooms of Death

You open your eyes, slowly and painfully, as a dull throb pounds inside your skull. All around you is darkness accompanied by an overwhelming silence. There is a weight in your lap as you squint into the darkness revealing nothing but what seems to be the hospital bed you are lying in and the cold, metallic glint of a flashlight's metal casing. You reach down anxiously, taking the flashlight in hand and trying to take comfort in its ambient glow. Your surroundings reveal nothing. A room. Cold. Dark. Lonely. "Caution: This bunker has been evacuated. All occupants are instructed to make their way to their nearest assigned exit and to follow the instructions of security. Caution..." It repeats its soulless instruction and the sickly feeling of dread coils in your stomach as you take your first steps forward. Your thoughts struggle to make sense in your head but instinct tells you that things are about to get worse...