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Down the Rabbit Hole

I hadn’t seen this watch in so long, the distorted hands and the strange design on the back. I was back in my room sitting on the bed. Examining the clock, I couldn't help but notice something. There was a sliver of paper behind the distorted hands, it fit in so perfectly with the design that it was hardly noticeable. I opened the front, and carefully took it out, I unfolded it, and read

You're 8 hours behind, the code is the time. 

What’s that supposed to mean?

I flipped it over. That was it. I looked around the room, and found a virtual clock sitting on the small table next to my bed

12:30 a.m.

The code is the time. 

I cautiously moved the hands to have the clock say to the time provided. Nothing. I looked again, 8 hours behind. I moved the hands so it said 4:30 instead, and something fell from the back. Another sliver of paper, 

Jump from the window

What…

When I flipped this one over, there was more

I’m being serious

I flipped it over again

Jump. From. The. Window.

Hold on a second…

“And why would I jump from the window?”

 I flipped it over

To escape :)

My heart skipped a beat when I read over the word escape. It couldn’t be true. I flipped it over again,

It is definitely true.

Hold on. Is it reading my mind?

I flipped it over again

Yep.

I dropped it and it landed on the other side 

Ouch

I picked it up, and continuously started flipping it over and over again

Don’t you D-

It’s making me diz-

Stop

Please

…

…

…

After seeing just dots, I flipped it one last time

Having fun? Because I’m not :)

“Sorry. But do I really have to jump out the window?”

I flipped it over again.

I forgive you and yes. You do.

I grunted, 

“Fine.”

The henchman who was supposed to be watching me, fell asleep. Slowly I approached him, he had a key in his pocket. Every employee did, it unlocked everything in here. Not the smartest thing if you ask me. I grabbed it, my heart thumping.

Got it.

I quickly retracted my hand with the key in my grasp. I let myself catch my breath, but I couldn’t do that for long. I heard footsteps walking up the stairs, I had to somewhat sprint to the window. I quickly picked up the piece of paper and the clock, I put it in a pocket and unlocked the window, hearing as they checked the room across from mine. My head pounded as I went through the window, and was welcomed to a cool gust of air. I looked down from the building, I lived on floor 3. I looked back up holding on to the brick wall.