everyone has four minutes to escape
everyone only has one chance
failure is death
if you succeed you get out
out of your heart
Alexia
The room I was in, all my things gone, nothing to see, led to reason that I was kidnapped.
The place was dark, as dark as it could get. I might as well have been in a black hole. But I felt solid ground.
I tried crawling, and found a different surface. It felt like wood.
I tried to find an exit. But everywhere I crawled was black. Pitch-black. Nothing.
Not finding anything, I decided to stop and think. Where was I before here?
'No way! I am not doing that!' I was playing Spin The Bottle with my friends. It had spun towards the class nerd, and I had to kiss him.
'Yes way, you decided to play this in the first place!' Anita was my best friend and always tried to find an excuse to make me do stuff.
'No way.'
'Yes way.'
'Uh uh.'
'Aw, come on, hurry up! I'm waiting for a smacker!' Typical Aran, intellgent brainiac. Well, I would give him a smacker alright.
*SMACK*
'Ow! What was that for?'
'You wanted a smacker, I gave you one.' I loved the look on his face when I outwitted him. His mouth just twisted and stuttered and his eyes just stared.
I didn't remember anything else after that. So what happened?
memories are escapable
but escaping them means you do not have it
so what if you escape the wrong one?
I decided to give up on that matter and slipped into unconsciousness.
whenever you are trapped
there is a way out
but sacrifices are made
and you leave
your heart
your soul
for an exit path
to get away from blasphemy
from darkness
from everything

