Suddenly I felt myself being dropped. I tried to land on my feet but I just fell on my knees instead. I then began to look around the room I now found myself in… If you could even call it a room.
The walls of the room were made up entirely of a bright, white colour that was entirely devoid of texture. The walls lacked texture so much in fact, that it looked like there were no walls. Or maybe, there just weren’t any walls?
To the right of the room itself was a wooden table with a few chairs around it. Behind the table there was a wooden door that seemingly just stood upright with no support. The door also had a bookshelf next to it. At the back of the room was what looked like elevator doors.
To the left of the room was a reception desk with a woman behind it. The woman had red skin and was busy looking at something on the desk. Behind her was a large and ornate shelf full of… Nothing. It was completely empty.
“U-Uhhh… Where am I?” I attempted to ask the woman while getting to my feet. However, she gave no reply, “Excuse me, miss? Could you please tell me where I am?”
Without any response, I decided to walk over to the desk.
“Excuse me? Could you please tell me where I am?” I asked yet again. Now that I was at the desk, she seemed to be looking at a monitor currently displaying a spreadsheet and also seemed to be deep in thought.
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“Oh sorry,” She suddenly said while sounding almost ecstatic, “You are in a prison that is in its own separate reality. It doesn’t have a name though. I simply call it ‘Oranges Interdimensional Prison’ or something to that effect.”
“Right…” I said with a disgruntled sigh, “Well, could you maybe help me get out of here? I feel like there’s been some sort of mix up?”
“Oh, no I’m afraid I can’t…” she said in a weird cutesy sounding voice all while having a completely smug face, “Alright: Could I have your name please?”
“Neptune”, I said angrily.
“Okay, James Smith it is,” she said with a sigh before suddenly typing. Then, with the loud sound of a dot matrix printer, a piece of paper emerged from my side of the desk. On the paper was my name along with my supposed ‘crimes’, “Okay, now simply walk to the silver door to your right and you will be taken to your room.”
“How about no?” I say mockingly. Giving little to no warning, I then lunged forward at the woman with the strongest punch I could muster.
Only to be met with a strange blue glow all around her that resembled a ball of water.
“It’s fine you know?” she said with a soft smile, “You can stay as long as you’d like. We will keep you fed, but there’s not much to do in here so I would recommend going through those doors and getting this all over with.”
“W-What?” I said in a weird mix of disbelief and horror. Or maybe I was just slightly stunned? “So, I’m stuck here?”
“Yes” the woman said coldly. I then sat down at the wooden table. For a brief period of time I contemplated staying for a while. But looking at that paper again… 5 years virtual education? That… Can’t be so bad, right? At least it’s not longer, I suppose.
Approaching the elevator like doors, they opened to reveal… That it really was an elevator. However, stepping inside, I found a complete lack of buttons and, to my complete lack of surprise, the doors immediately closed behind me.