"Congratulations George, you've made it this far. You killed the other two. You found that life is more important than wasting it. The door will open soon. I hope you have found what's important in this world. But one last thing, don't check inside the toilet, it's deadly…disgusting."
George looked around, mapping his surroundings; his eyes avidly darting for a clue. He walked over to the toilet, it was disgusting, just how the tape said it would be. He poked his flashlight to both sides of him to check for anything out of the ordinary. Clear.
"God damn! It smells like shit!" He exclaimed, holding his forehand over his nose.
He slowly poked one finger in the sewage below him. Soon his whole hand was immersed in the mess, and he finally caught contact with something. A key. He pulled the chain quickly and effortlessly. That dirty old bastard, he did it again.
He began frantically searching for a lock. The body. The body!
"I'm getting you motherfucker, I swear old man!" He shouted as he walked over to the body in the corner. The body was of a man, maybe in his thirties. George had remembered him from one of the tapes,… don't bother Adam, he is my,… special test for you." He spied a lock on the chain, and swiftly unlocked.
A door slid open behind him, light shone through. He was free…Or was it just another test?
To Be Continued.