I walk through the halls on floor 297, none of the doors are marked any longer, nothing is the same, I don't know how ill find them again, I don't know if I ever will. With a clear mind I realise just how stupid I was, what a stupid stupid stupid stupid STUPID thing I did. I see some red webbing and decide to touch it, as an experiment, it latches onto me, it wasn’t painful, just tickles.

I move my hand and the little suckers on the webs move off, yeah these things are as bad as mosquitoes, its fine. I open up a door, it looks fresh, I shut and lock it. Walking into the living room and destroying the tv by slamming it onto the floor and kicking it. I flushed all the phones and cracked a laptop on the marble kitchen counter. There.

This is my space now. I'm fine. I'm fine. I rip up some clothes and tie it to doorknob to the bathroom doorknob, from what I learnt those things can break through doors easily, so hopefully that will somehow help give me time. I raid the fridge, it has some green fruit with what looks like pimples, yikes, is some of this stuff poisonous? How am i supposed to tell?

The pantry had some ‘choco marbles’ that i snacked on for around 20 minutes, laying on the couch. They tasted of more marble than choco but its fine, its still sustenance I hope. The bathroom looked fine, a toilet, sink and a shower that's above a bath, very simple stuff. There was no shampoo or soap which was irritating. From what i can tell floor 297 rooms have a lot less stuff than floor 296, I'm guessing the lower you go the better the stuff is but the more dangerous it is.

For now, I'm fine, I find only a fork in the cutlery drawer, and the stove seems to be powered on gas that the room doesn't have. The white void outside of the windows seemed interesting so I picked up a chair and smashed the window with it, i try putting my hand through but was met with a marshmallow material, apparently its not a void at all.

I grab my fork and stick it through the material, and it just gets absorbed, great there goes my only fork. I sit back on the couch, leaning over my knees while tapping them to an unknown rhythm. What do I do?

How common is it to find other people? This is depressing.

I step into the hallway and go into the room beside the one i was just in, opening it up i see almost the same apartment with the furniture slightly different, i smash the TV, destroy all the phones, then see what this room has.

This one had a knife, it seemed pretty dull but is good enough to do some damage to those face spiders. I found lettuce that was completely normal, and the stove actually worked, was electric. Okay...

I go to the next room and gather more stuff, i found a pan and glassware, i filled it up with water from the sink. I also found some spicy chips called ‘cracky licky finger chips.’ with a child on the front with bulging red eyes, was pretty disturbing but i like spicy food so its fine.

I go to the next room, I'm marking all the ones I visit with my knife, this one had shampoo finally, and wash that was ‘sweat flavoured’ 3 in 1. And thank god, had meat, real meat, ‘funny chicken meat.’ It was wrapped up in a plastic bag and was dripping, but meat is meat.

I walk back to the room with the working electric stove and cook something up, using water and lettuce to make it shrink a bit, i then opened the chips, they tasted fine and had a layer of spice I could scrape off into the pan. I then cut up the chicken meat with a lot of effort, I eventually gave up with the knife and ripped it with my hands, plopping it into the pan with a sizzle.

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I used the knife as a spatula, flipping the chicken, the texture didn't feel right for chicken but if it was poisonous what's the worst that could happen, die?

I eat from the pan once its done, the spice from the chips was pretty good, the meat was way too chewy though, took around 4 minutes each to eat a chunk of chicken. My jaw hurt by the end, not bothering to find a garbage can I just go out to the hallway and throw the leftovers into the hallway.

Shower time! I get into the shower, this one also had a bath shower curtain combo, i just hope a murderer doesn't stab me through these white and blue curtains. I couldn't find any clothes in any of the bedrooms that fit me, so this dress was all I have.

I unzip it and step into the shower, I tried the shampoo, and it must've had bleach in it because it burnt my scalp, with a yelp I get out trying to find a towel. I didn't have a towel. I used my dress as a towel which completely destroyed it, I run my hair under the sink and my hair has patches of white on it now, I look like a crazy mutant person.

A giggle comes from my mouth almost as if it was on instinct, looking at myself in the mirror, my hair completely messed up, the dark circles under my eyes, it was all incredibly funny to me.

I get back into the shower, giggling uncontrollably while crying, i use the ‘sweat flavoured 3 in 1 wash’ instead. It did smell of sweat, but who cares, it bubbles so it must be hygienic. The water trickles down my body, I decide to lay down in the bath after a while, not wanting to leave. It almost feels like I'm in my apartment right now.

Almost.

I don't know how long I stayed because when I walk out its dark, the white void had become a dark void, it almost feels homely, like I'm ending a long day of rotting. I don't bother to put clothes on, and I just go onto the bed, the mattress was nice, for a second I think maybe it's a monster and will swallow me up.

I close my eyes.

And another day begins, I didn't dream, I noticed I couldn't at Jack or Leos either, its like I just time travel to when I wake up. I don't even get to dream, dreams aren't even allowed here.

I step up, walking through the hallways for clothes, I put on my bra and underwear, but with the air-conditioning on full blast, its pretty chilly. I wonder if there's a system for summer and winter in here, the air conditioning could alternate, that would be cool.

I find a stairway that goes down to 296 and 295, i mark it with my knife, I don't really know what I'm looking for. I turn a corner and see an elevator, a perfect elevator. I had never seen an elevator before even when I travelled with Leo for 4 hours. I run up to it, I blink for a second and it disappears. Blinks out of existence quite literally.

This place is trying to trick me, I see what you’re trying to do. “I SEE IT, I know you’re trying to trick me world, well FUCK YOU.” I kick the closest door as hard as I can, I probably shouldn't scream here, but who cares. Ill just die again, ill die again and it wont matter.

I go through multiple rooms, gathering food, I find some basic pyjamas to put on, but they are incredibly itchy. Along with ‘nice spice.’ I put some on my finger and it tastes like water, but like water after you go to the dentist, if you know what I mean.

I gather enough things in a bag and walk back to my marked door, there really aren't any useful items in these higher floors.

I cook, I eat, I throw the waste into the hallway, i shower, i sleep.

I wake up, another day. I put my pyjamas on and stroll the halls, marking each door I walk into. last night I had heard the stomping of an echoist I assume, so that's fun. I find some gloves and tissues in one room, which is genuinely helpful. And finally, a towel.

Alongside some actual shampoo that doesn't have bleach in it, ‘heavy shampoo’ doesn't fill me with confidence, but surely, it'll be better than burning my scalp from viscous chemicals, speaking of chemicals, I found ‘pool chemical.’ Which is very very intriguing.

I go home and sit on the couch, nowadays I'm incredibly bored, thinking about chemical warfare right now. Could I make mustard gas? Or something that could kill that creature, I think there's only one that marks its territory. The only problem would be another moving in and face spiders thriving on the lack of predators.

I cook. I eat. I shower. I sleep.

Then I wake.