Stuck in a Box

[IMrAngryPantsI]

Day 635.

I heard an unusual 'fapping' sound outside the box. Attempting to shut them up, I yelled "SHUT THE HELL UP!!!" The fapping stopped. Could it be possible? Can outsiders hear me?

 

[Pm0n3y]

Day 636

Today... i saw a door! A door to freedom!

As i reached the door a noticed some markings on the wall closest to the door. it said:

"This door is everything. All that once was, and all that will be. This door controls time and space, love and death! This Door can see into your mind! THIS DOOR CAN SEE INTO YOUR SOUL!!"

I step back from the door, astonished at it's amazing abilities.

"Really? T-the door can do all that?" i say to no one in particular.

I look at the wall again. This time, new words are there.

"Heh, no. Dumbass."

Not taking any chances, i go back towards my favorite corner of the box, and curl into a fetal position.

 

[IMrAngryPantsI]

Day 637.

I heard voices. Muttering voices. I think I am going insane. They said things like "Look out for the yum yums!" and "Grab onto our tongues." Why is life so hard in this box?

 

[lxl_c0d3m0nk3y_lxl]

Day 89783

Fuck, the timewarp appeared again. Oh, and shouldn't i have died by now? No? Ok, then i have polio and am slowly dieing of cancer.

 

[IMrAngryPantsI]

Day 639.

Woooh that was close. I could have sworn the time warp which I [HEADING=1]DESTROYED[/HEADING] had reappeared. Luckily it was just the mary-jah-whaun-ah.

 

[lxl_c0d3m0nk3y_lxl]

Day 89784

I jealized that i did kill the first timewarp, but his evil cousin teleported me to here, and polio hurts by the way....

 

[Empireth]

Day 641

Why is the time warp reappearing? I stopped my drug use... Maybe if I start on alcohol...

 

[lxl_c0d3m0nk3y_lxl]

Day -289461 +.04

Wtf? i just opened console command and looked at the date.....btw, i see an inhebreiated hobo clown

 

[lxl_c0d3m0nk3y_lxl]

Day 642

I am getting lonely, and not even my penis, which i drew a face on and gave a name, will talk to me now.

 

[Cargando]

Day 638

Woke up. Turns out the last few days have just been a dream. Strange... There's a chair in here now...

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Day 638

I begin to question my basic morals:
-Is the cake realy a lie, or did they lie about that too?

 

[lxl_c0d3m0nk3y_lxl]

Day 639

-I have come to a conclusion, that i am clinically insane, slowly dieing of cancer, has polio, am stuck in a box next to a chair, and the cake is indeed a lie

 

[Sven und EIN HUND]

Day 640

I was really delusional the other day. Suddenly back to my senses, I noticed that there was someone sitting on the chair. Some guy, by the looks of it. I endeavoured to approach him and converse with him, but when I finally stood beside the chair I realized that it was me on the chair, and as the me that was on the chair looked at me, and I looked back at me, the me on the chair said, "You're already dead..." and disappeared, as I woke up...

Then I realized the possibility that I had indeed died and gone to...Heaven...Hell?? I never was a religious man, but an endless and insanity-inspiring box doesn't seem like my idea of Heaven or Hell... At any rate, I am again alone in this box.

 

[Jedamethis]

Day 641.

The chair dissappeared, so I'm lying down on the strangely comfortable floor.

 

[Cargando]

Day 642

The floor is no longer comfortable. In fact, it's distinctly sticky. And bloody. So I had no choice but to spend the rest of the day on the ceiling. Not quite sure how, but I've decided not to question it.

 

[SomeGuyNamedKy]

Day 644

Pulled a inflatable bed out of my pocket.
No idea how it got there, but I'm not complaining...

 

[Pm0n3y]

Day 645

I was a little elated, knowing that i have something sleep on other than the cold hard floor. But i don't have a pump...I pucker my lips and take a deep breath. This is gonna take a while.

 

[lxl_c0d3m0nk3y_lxl]

Day 646

I finished blowing up the bed, and i'm tired as hell. So, i lay down on the bed and, i forgot to close THE DAMN HATCH!
I have to start all over...

 

[Jedamethis]

Day 647 - 649.

My lungs ache, but the bed is up.
I'm gonna lie down and recuperate...

 

[Fraught]

Day 650

Today, I FINALLY FIGURED IT OUT! Yesterday, I wondered "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED THERE?!

Well, today I figured out what the fuck happened. My feet have grown shrooms on them, due to me not washing them for 650 days. They have grown so long, that they're emiting toxic gases. I passed out, and when I woke up, I thought it was the 618th day.

Wow, I must've been really fucked up. Either way, I accidentally stepped on my inflatable bed. I decided that I've had enough of this shit, as I've done multiple times during my long stay here in the boxes. I decided to jump as high as I could, to smash the ceiling that had the note "your friendly neighbourhood" on it.

Was it some kind of wierd mindfuck? Was it someone who has grown accustomed to these boxes and is somehow greeting me, but not directly? And if not, then why not? And if that really is so, does he live up there? Oh, and that inflatable bed that I broke earlier? It was because I jumped on it to reach the ceiling. I managed to punch a hole in it, and I could see an eye, looking from that hole. The eyes' irises were blood red, the pupils were dark purple. The sclera was yellow. From the eyes, blood was dripping, on to my floor. As it was in my nature, I thought for a moment to yell "Oi, stop fuckin' drippin' blood on me floor!", doing my best, fake British-Scottish accent I could, but instead, used my humane instincts of fear, and started running around the room like a crazed maniac, who is stuck in a room because of Jigsaw, with a deadly trap set on him, that will trigger if he doesn't run 40 laps and kill all the people before him. I ran around, flailing my arms around, like that crazed maniac I mentioned before.

I finally tripped behind the opening of a little hatch, and as I looked back to where the eye was, it had already made half of the box's floor filled with blood. Blood that had. Oh god, it had other, identical eyeballs in it, floating around in the liquid. I was grossed out, puked into the puddle of blood, and suddenly, the eye disappeared from the hole. I heard steps, and I heard someone taking something from somewhere, and then, some kind of monster popped its head through the hole, breaking some of the ceiling, and yelled "Here's Johnny!"

I jumped through the hatch, scared as fuck, ran through god-knows-how-many boxes, and finally lost consciousness.