55. Darkness (Prussia) [part 4]
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While trying to find your way back to the confinement room, you took a wrong turn and ended up in a long, dark hallway that you didn't recognize. Taking care to memorize the numbers on the doors that lead back to where you came from, you kept walking forward, a little curious as to why the rooms ahead looked slightly…different. There were no signs marking their room numbers, nor were there any number key pads integrated in the door knob. There was just a simple touch pad and a place to slide a card through. As if the simplicity of the lock wasn't different enough, there were thick, old school metal locks holding the door closed as well.
You lightly touched an iron chain. Damn, what are they trying to keep locked up here?
Walking further down the dark, isolated hallway, you spotted an eerie red glow ahead. Braving your nerves, you walked all the way down to the end and came to a stop in front of the last two rooms, both sitting opposite of each other.
Above each secured door was an electronic sign that glowed bloody crimson.
6, it read.
"Ah! Is there someone there?" a chirpy voice asked. It sounded like the voice of a child.
"Y-Yeah," you said, surprised by how young the prisoner was. Maybe this wasn't a room for level 6's? "Why are you here?"
The voice said nothing for a while. And then suddenly, "Ha ha! That's a cute question. Why are you here?" It was closer, right next to the door. "No, a better question would be: what's your name?"
"It's [Name]. What's yours?"
"Monster, demon, freak!" the voice sang. Surely it had to be a little boy? "But you can call me Ivan, [Name]. Ivan Braginski."
"Okay, Ivan. So why are you here? Is this your room?"
"Ufu~ Of course not, silly! They put me in this room because they said I was being a bad boy!" The boy laughed. "Silly children cannot understand me. It's sad, isn't it? But you wouldn't understand, would you, [Name]?" His tone sounded off, like it was playing a false note.
"No, I don't understand," you replied. "But that doesn't mean you can look down on me and pretend that you understand me, too."
"Well, someone thinks they're smart," he said, sounding amused. "You sound very pleasant! I wish I could open this door and see you." He sighed. "But Ludwig is starting to get smarter now. He keeps changing the access code so I can't break out."
"Really?" You suddenly realized that while it was easy to get out, it might be hard to get back in. "I think I have to go soon. I'm in a confinement room, too, and I have to get back in before they turn off the power lines."
"Really?" the voice said excitedly. "You're just like me?"
"I-I'm just a level four, though—"
"Uwaaa!" Giggles. "A level four! You're the first level four that's actually fun to talk to! They let me out tomorrow, so I hope we can be good friends! Good friends…"
This conversation was starting to creep you out a little. "Yeah, me too. Good night, Ivan! Maybe I'll see you tomorrow."
"Zero, three, seventeen."
"What?"
"Good night, [Name]," he said, and you could tell he was smiling. "Sweet dreams, ufu~"
Yeah. Definitely creepy.
"Brother…hey, brother," a girl's voice whispered from the other door. You glanced at the evil 6 glowing down upon you, and were reminded that these two were supposed to be murderers. "Brother, who are you talking to? Are you talking to someone? Tell me, brother…tell me who you're talking to."
"Go away!" the boy screamed. You heard loud footsteps tripping over themselves, scrambling to escape to the other side of the room. "Go away go away GO AWAY!"
"Brother!"
"GO AWAY!"
So you did—not running for your life of course, but you walked away rather quickly.
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'Zero, three, seventeen?'
Turned out to be the combination for your door.
Yup. Creepy.
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