#stuckintodespair

The room gives off a faint, mysterious feeling or weariness as Sollux looks over the room. The walls are dark, colorless but the floor is white, filled with tiles marked glowing “1” and “0”s. The tiles have deep spacing between each other, much like a high or thick pressure plate and they all have noticeable faint holes in them. The tiles light up as soon as she arrives and the ceiling is too high and too dark to see, from across the room she spotted an open door. Sollux glances from the tiles to the other side of the room where the door’s at. Even though she does not know the actual code or path to travel safely to, she forced herself to press onward. The first tile she stepped on sank down deeply but did not trigger anything of the sort. She takes a big breath and proceeds to the next tile. It took a good 5 minutes to travel half way there to the room, lady luck being on her side. Until she takes a wrong step to the right and the tiles sank down, bearing thin, fine spikes. She pulled her foot out from the tile, a sickening sound came as she slid her foot off the spike, smearing the tile with blood. The spiked tile glows red with other tiles around her to follow, not because of her pink blood but the actual trap that she was avoiding. All of the tiles began to sink, the bad ones exposing their fiendish needle-like spikes. The dark walls deploy much larger spikes, sharper and longer than swords. She only has a few minutes to reach to the exit before the spike will turn her into a pincushion. She limps her way around the needle spikes as the walls slowly close in towards her. Her heart races, her blood flows, her foot bleeding a dangerous amount of blood. She starts to feel disoriented, swaying uncontrollably in her own death trap. Her pace starts to lag. She stumbles a couple of times until the exit is no longer there. The wall has consumed, if not covered her only way to escape. She struggles to get on her tired, bloodless feet, crying out, “Nooo!” before the two walls finally met.