Day 1
Chris awoke in a room with red stains on the walls and floor. He tried to stand up but he was tied to a chair in the center of the room, and strange silver rings were on his fingers. He struggled and strained until the door opened in front of him. A shady figure entered, his face hidden behind a top hat.
Chris: Who the hell are you!
Mad Man: (untieing one of Chris's arms) I'm here to help you.
Chris: Help me?
Mad Man: Help you, to your fate. We are going to play a little game; you can try to escape, try to hide, and even try to kill me...
Chris: (clenting his fist) You sick Bastard!
Mad Man finished untieing one of his arms and Chris swung his fist. Mad Man guarded against it and grabbed a silver ring. Spikes flew into Chris's finger and he jerked his hand away, his skin came off with it.Chris screamed in pain as blood dripped to the ground.
Mad Man: Strike one! Nine more and you die! (walked to the door) Now I must take my leave, have fun. (shut the door)
Chris untied his other arm and legs when his pain lowered. Now is my chance, Chris said as he stood up. Razor wire flew out of the walls and became a tangled mess around him as his heart raced. It reached his feet and he jumped in. He swerved around the wire, one sliced across his arm and he jerked back causing another to slice across his back. He made it to the door but it was barred with razors. Blood dripped form his palms as he tried to pull the razors apart, but with no avail. He searched in a panic for another way to escape and saw a window on the opposie wall. He frantically crawled to the other side of the room, cutting him all over along the way. He made it to the window and jumped out. He blinked on the way down and was weirdly back in the bloodstained room. Silver razors diced into his skin as he fell to the ground, the room faded away in his sight.
