A 18 year old boy wakes up in a strange empty room. All he sees is the bed he is laying on and a bed side table with a box. He knew nothing but his first name which is Hilwa.

He opened the box, and he pricked his finger after opening it, and then fainted. He then woke up once again in the same room. He was confused on how he got on this bed again. He saw the box open with a key inside. He got the key and put it in his pocket.

He then went up to the black door and tried to open it, it was locked. He then got the key out of his pocket and used it. The door was open and he saw a scary place beyond ahead of him. It looked like it was a dungeon.

He had a feeling he needed to find a way to escape and it most definitely won't be easy. He went back inside the room, closing the black door. He then saw a white door and went there. He opened the door and saw a small hallway with just two doors, one blue and the other gray.

He opened the blue door and went inside, he saw he was inside a bathroom. He left and closed the door. He saw the gray door and went inside, seeing a dining area and a kitchen. He went to the fridge and saw food inside.

He then looked around the cabinets and saw there was a lot of food. He ended up putting a bag of carrots in his other pocket. He then left the kitchen and was in the hallway. He left and proceeded to close both doors. He was in the bedroom again. He went to the black door again and tried the open the door.

The door wouldn't open so he reached to grab the key and opened the door again. He then put it in his pocket not wanting to lose it. He then looked around the place, and it still looked scary. He then saw a skeleton with a sword. He tried taking the sword but the skeleton grabbed his hand trying to bite him. The sword dropped on his left foot and screamed in pain. He then got the sword with his other hand and stabbed the skeleton on the heart.

The skeleton let go and fell into an internal sleep of death. Then Hilwa realized it was not a skeleton. It was a man that was really pale. He wondered what happened to this man. He then decided to ignore him and try to leave. He was so happy he was alright, well at least everything besides his left foot.

He signed in relief knowing he was okay and had a sword. Then he heard something and held his sword up in the air. "Who's there?" He asked scared, while trying his best to be frightening as possible. He was failing miserably so the creature wasn't scared at all. Then something crawled up to him and pulled him down to the ground, and he somehow drowned to death.

He woke up once again but gasping for air this time. He looked around terrified as to what just happened. He wondered how he was still alive. He didn't think of the possibility of it being a dream. After all he did feel a lot of pain.

He was scared just thinking about it. He finally calmed down and saw left his foot was ok. He thought maybe it was a dream after all. Little did he know that it was not a dream. It was the beginning of his torture of trying to escape. He'll have a hard time leaving this place, but who knows maybe he will. But the real question is, is that a wise decision?

Hey guys totally trying to come up with new awesome ideas. I just thought of this but couldn't put it in my other stories. So I decided since joshua2807 is nice enough to make a cover why not make another story. So here I am coming at you with another story. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter bye see ya next time, I love you all and also have fun.