"We'll give you a choice you little rats, between death right here......or being the-with the chance of -vival."
The memory of the past day seeped back into the boy's head.
"Survival? Why can't you just wipe our minds or whatever?"
"Because then there'd be no -nishment...."
He held his throbbing head as light blinded into the boy's eyes. He closed his eyes, and tried to adjust to the bright light once again, slowly this time.
As his brain kicked back in, he looked and around from his now narrowed eyes. His throat was so dry he didn't evem think of calling for help.
He was sitting in a square shaped room, with different gurters and bolts and panels covering it all over. After fathoming the patterns on the wall, the boy got up slowly as he felt his aching bones slowly adjusting to his upright posture.
"This i-is a word place, eh. Weirdest thing is, I don't remember a thing." The boy managed to croak from his now dry throat and sore lungs.
After getting up, the young Canadian boy spotted a narrow ladder that led upload to a hatch door. Being curious, the Candian 14-year old climbed onto the ladder and climbed up to the hatch door.
Attempting to open, he ended up cutting his hand on the sharp end of the hatch door. He winced in pain, but then tried again and opened the door. This door led to another cube shaper room, only this time smaller and it was colored green.
The teen climbed into the room and then spotted yet another door on the side of the room. Once again, he grabbed the handle, more carefully than the last time, and he opened it to a blue room. The teen, while crawling and trying to find another door, fell through an open hatch and slammed head-first into the floor of a red room. The sound of the impact was a loud, mettalic clang.
Although he couldn't see it, blood started trickling from a cut that formed under his toque.
"Man, it's like a labyrinth in here..." Ezekiel said in amazement. Suddenly, Ezekiel heard a loud, BANG.
Ezekiel still stood in his confused state, until he saw a small fence of wire that seemed like it was in front of him, but then he realized.....
it was in him......
The wire then turned a blood red color. Ezekiel felt a sharp pain go through him as red gushes of blood began firing out of where the wire was. Ezekiel could only stand in his scared form, and then the wire finally navigated through the rest of Ezekiel. As soon as the wire passed, smaller and smaller dices of what used to be the home-schooled Candian splattered across the floor in a grizzly and bloody mess.
A giant pool of blood grew bigger and bigger, contemplating the room's red lighting as the small dices of flesh lied on the floor in a bloody heap.
A/N: I know, probably my DARKEST yet, but I'm trying a crossover of TDI and Cube, so......
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