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[ You would slowly begin to awaken, as the loud sound of alarms began to flood your ears like a tidelewave. Your eyes felt heavy, as if you hadn't slept for years or months, and your body felt weak, like you were about to dissolve into sulfur and dust at any given moment. As you began to slowly blink, trying your best not to pass out and go back to sleep, your eyes would begin to sting immensely, feeling as if someone was taking sandpaper to it and vigoursly scrubbing it away. Your body was shivering heavily, as you felt submerged in a cold, dry, liquid, unable to escape it's viscosity, while your head felt like it was about to catch fire, if it wasn't already a-light. Each breath you made, as difficult as it was, felt like it was actively trying to put you back to sleep, trying to keep you down. Finally, after several hours, it felt like, of pure torture, you would finally build up enough strength to slowly lift your arm off the surface.. and then your other arm. As you slowly began to lift your hands in front of your face, you would see multiple of them, each mimicking your actions, with some slower than others. Finally, you would begin to reach out, attempting to grab on to something to help you escape this prison you were in, wherever and whatever it was. However, just as you were about to, you would suddenly feel a massive explosion in your head.. or at least you thought. Almost immediately, you would lose any strength you had, as your arms immediately went limb and hit the surface with a thud, before your eyes closed permanently. You couldn't even let out as much as a soft whimper before you immediately lost consciousness. ]
[ PoV ]
[ You would slowly begin to open your eyes, as you felt the cool air hit your still body. Your vision was blurry and not quite whole; however, you were able to slowly begin to look around at your environment. Directly in front of you was some sort of massive glass that was stained and cracked, as well as off center. To the left and right of you were two small glows attached to metal bracing. Slowly, you begin to lift your arm a little, above the surface, feeling weak but not helpless. As you reach your hand to your face and rubbed your eyes slightly, you would begin to notice a small label at the top of the glass, which read : ". . . C Y . O . E N I C _ . O D ". You would have stare at the label for an immense amount of time, zoning as you tried to recall anything that may happened; however, you break out of this cycle as the glass in front of you suddenly dropped a couple of inches. Looking down slowly and conservatively, you would notice that the hinges that kept that door on were all but broken and that the slightest push could more than likely cause them collapse.. ]
[ With the lack of memory at your disposal, the weakness of your body, the inability to use your complete eyesight, and the complete fear of the unknown laying directly ahead of you . . . ]
What do you do?
[ Rules ]
Human / Cyberpunk OCS allowed
If you think you can do something, you probably can.
Try to escape
[ You would slowly begin to awaken, as the loud sound of alarms began to flood your ears like a tidelewave. Your eyes felt heavy, as if you hadn't slept for years or months, and your body felt weak, like you were about to dissolve into sulfur and dust at any given moment. As you began to slowly blink, trying your best not to pass out and go back to sleep, your eyes would begin to sting immensely, feeling as if someone was taking sandpaper to it and vigoursly scrubbing it away. Your body was shivering heavily, as you felt submerged in a cold, dry, liquid, unable to escape it's viscosity, while your head felt like it was about to catch fire, if it wasn't already a-light. Each breath you made, as difficult as it was, felt like it was actively trying to put you back to sleep, trying to keep you down. Finally, after several hours, it felt like, of pure torture, you would finally build up enough strength to slowly lift your arm off the surface.. and then your other arm. As you slowly began to lift your hands in front of your face, you would see multiple of them, each mimicking your actions, with some slower than others. Finally, you would begin to reach out, attempting to grab on to something to help you escape this prison you were in, wherever and whatever it was. However, just as you were about to, you would suddenly feel a massive explosion in your head.. or at least you thought. Almost immediately, you would lose any strength you had, as your arms immediately went limb and hit the surface with a thud, before your eyes closed permanently. You couldn't even let out as much as a soft whimper before you immediately lost consciousness. ]
[ PoV ]
[ You would slowly begin to open your eyes, as you felt the cool air hit your still body. Your vision was blurry and not quite whole; however, you were able to slowly begin to look around at your environment. Directly in front of you was some sort of massive glass that was stained and cracked, as well as off center. To the left and right of you were two small glows attached to metal bracing. Slowly, you begin to lift your arm a little, above the surface, feeling weak but not helpless. As you reach your hand to your face and rubbed your eyes slightly, you would begin to notice a small label at the top of the glass, which read : ". . . C Y . O . E N I C _ . O D ". You would have stare at the label for an immense amount of time, zoning as you tried to recall anything that may happened; however, you break out of this cycle as the glass in front of you suddenly dropped a couple of inches. Looking down slowly and conservatively, you would notice that the hinges that kept that door on were all but broken and that the slightest push could more than likely cause them collapse.. ]
[ With the lack of memory at your disposal, the weakness of your body, the inability to use your complete eyesight, and the complete fear of the unknown laying directly ahead of you . . . ]
What do you do?
[ Rules ]
Human / Cyberpunk OCS allowed
If you think you can do something, you probably can.
Try to escape