I swear I'll commit murder again, and this time, I'll kill this bitch of a system, BARELY!? BARELY HIDDEN!?
My eyes practically touch the wall, AND I BARELY SEE THAT SHIT...why am I exaggerating?
I try, I really try hard to be angry, to insult and do dumb jokes, I really try, I'm fucking trying, I swear I am, where did the guy that called a mugger twitchy finger, and spouted about edging trigger competitions gone?
I just can't bring myself to be angry, I'm just...so fucking tired.
I grab balrow.
My hand a bit limb as I push him toward the wall.
"touch the seam, look at the seam, and try to understand what it is, remember the system is trying to teach you the ability to inspect something"
He look at me and don't ask me what I figured out, I like that with him, he doesn't ask a lot of questions. I see him do exactly as asked, and soon enough his eyes widen a bit, not a lot, but just enough for me to notice.
Why am I feeling like this? Like shit. Spots rise in my vision, a taste of iron in the bottom of my throat.
"Guys come he-" I turn around as I call the rest, they already are here, just behind me, without much of a will in my body, I point at the seam and explain them the same thing.
I barely can see them. The spots are everywhere, my vision fuzz like static.
Annie do something, same for Matthew and...
Something odd really happen. It comes from nowhere.
One second. I'm fine. Grabbing my confidence again. Gaining a win.
The next? I feel dead.
Everything happening around me wash out in some kind of background noise.
The static overwhelming.
What's happening to me?
My body move like an automaton while I just, think.
I say something to Jenna, don't really know what.
My eyes are heavy, I feel sluggish, do I look sluggish?
I pat matthew on the back, I don't look sluggish.
Do you really want to keep the monologue going?
The door open, we celebrate, relief on their faces, hope, fake hope on mine, the door open.
What am I doing? It's only been a fucking day, barely even hours, perhaps 5 with all the searching and shit, but nothing more, why am I feeling like that?
I enter first, big room, no goblins.
It's not like...I don't know, why am I trying?
I'm in a bed, feels good, I'm not that thirsty anymore.
&$&$&$&$&
The sounds of exertion make me look up at my dad.
"you want to try?" he ask, getting off the pull up bar, I grab the bar, I can't.
He look down at me, grab me and put me on it, I hang on it, I can't pull myself up.
"Ah, we'll need to start somewhere else"
he pull me up, supporting me "try to resist your fall"
He let me go, I resist the movement, not directly falling into a hang "negatives it is then, how did it felt?" I don't answer, he look at me, same blue eyes as mine "you don't need a reason to feel bad"
I answer "easy"
He pull me up again, I do the negative, trying my damn fucking hardest to descend as slowly as possible, it's not a fucking pull up that's going to stop me.
"Damn, I have a real monster under my wing"
he whistle, monster bullshit I know he's just trying to hype me up, do you think I'm eight or something!?
"Again" I answer, and he execute, pulling his hands on my sides and easily bring me up where my chin rest above the bar.
He stop supporting me, and I destroy this fucking exercice again. I see Twitchy on the corner of the room, he's staring at me, gun in hand, but I ignore him.
When I reach the bottom, I don't wait for dad, I'm strong enough to try at least, and instead pull myself up alone.
I pull myself out of bed.
&$&$&$&$&$&$&$
Gooooooooodmmmmmmmmorning!
It's me, Ludger fucking Emellini, talking to you from the ground!
Yep, I'm not on the bed anymore.
Yeah, bed, dammmmn, there is a lot that happened while I was going full depression mode.
Sorry about that by the way, I was just really tired.
Anyway, let's start in order!
As I was saying, I'm on the ground. Whiiite ground.
Looks like I fell while doing all that mental pulling, didn't know you could do that, sounds like a bit of an exaggeration to me.
But, it doesn't really matter does it?
As long as I'm trying, I can exaggerate can't I?
I sound a bit too cherry considering that I just fucking blacked out, buttttt, you know how it is man.
What was the saying? Fake it till you make it?
Eh, always hated the saying.
That's why I'm gonna ignore that it exist and just look around, so, where am I?
Well, where are we?
Still can't believe I let you deal with descriptions like 'big room'
Tsk tsk. That's not professional at all! And I'm a professional, so let's start with the ceiling shall we?
Hmmm
Hmmm.
Yep it's dark, I can't see shit, what I can see is that I have a big bottle of water beside my bed, oh, yeah, that's definetly important loot, looks like automation me is badass enough to grab the priorities.
Water!
I lean down to grab the water bottle, but not feeling like it, instead I kick it and the second it reach the tip of my feet it dissapear in my inventory.
I make it reappear again and boum, a small catch later it's in my hand, then in my mouth...well not the water bottle, I was talking about the water, the water, inside the water bottle, damn are you dumb or something? Since when do I need to explain basic stuff to you like this? Do you need to be spoonfed everything?
Well guess what my imaginary friend! I won't spoonfeed you everything, no, no, I won't tell you that I just had a little bit of a breakdown now!
And that the sign of me exaggerating my monologue was clear as day!
I mean me? Me, doing dumb jokes that insult the system, the classic shit all protagonist do in all stories for comedy!?
Please, who do you take me for, malfoy?
I'm better than that!
That was clearly the sign of a man fucking dying!
I almost choke on my water and cough trying to get rid of it while punching my chest, fuck, that's an assasination attempt, I recognize that.
Finally free, I take a deep breath and put the danger back into my inventory.
So! Where are we you ask? I'm glad you asked because I really really really need to keep on talking, I don't really want to stop for some duper secret reason, anyway!
In order, the door opened, we entered, talked, found beds, water and a bit of food in the middle of a room!
That's it, end of the talking.
What? You want to know more?
Well, I guess there are doors in the room we're in.
What? Even more? Damn you're greedy, but you're lucky I'm greedy too.
So let's recall, as I was drifting through space with the fakest smile on my face, I taught pretty much everyone how to inspect the door.
Well that dumb fucking seam I mean.
Yeah, I didn't like that at all.
Anyway, everyone slowly realised that this was the door and they got relieved.
We celebrated a little bit and then the wall opened in half, the sight was quite something really, shame you weren't here to see...what you're saying it's my fault you couldn't?
Tsk, hypocrite, I was gonna describe it but deal with it yourself now.
Anyway, when the door opened we all entered, talked about how we were saved, this subject of discussion particularly picked up speed when we noticed the food, and the water!
So we all sit on our respective beds. Yep there is a circle of bed in the middle of the room.
It's a pretty big, white room. Just like before, just bigger. All the beds are grey and tasteless, grey blanket too.
So after this we enjoyed a meal together, Annie tried to bring everyone together, while Jenna was slowly getting out of her shell, Matthew was talking about how the lightsource was for sure an alternative way out, and balrow, was obviously, being balrow, what else could he be? Annie? Ha, as if...
Damn a strange image appeared in my head, weird.
Anyway, after that the system did congratulated us with a more classical message like [congrats that's a more classical message example if you didn't get it already]
And we found five doors on the wall, all of them with a symbol of our weapons on them.
Sagely. We ignored them!
Instead we decided to all rest close to each other cause of course we did, wait did I woke up anyone with my stunt?
Me looking up at the ceiling for like 2 minutes straight. In an almost completely dark room, while monologuing would be hard to explai....
Looking at my right I see balrow sitting on his bed, just staring at me.
Ah.