I Pressed The Button

The Rules

I woke up, to complete and utter darkness. I started panicking. I hadn't gone blind, had I? I didn't, I couldn't possibly have fallen out of that tree, and hit my head, or something, right? But then I saw a light, and I realized that I was just in a dark room, and the light was from the light peeking through the doorway. I immediately felt relieved.

For a second there I thought I was going to start hearing angels singing or something.

So, after my non-existant angel-chorus, I got up, and started walking toward the doorway. What other option did I have, after all? So, I walked to the light, and fumbeled around feeling for the doorknob in what was still a quite present darkness. My hand felt something solid. Jackpot. I grabbed it, and pulled, and the door swung open.

The room that I walked into next, was the complete opposite of the previous room. This one was completely white, and full of light. This was when I started wondering where was. Seriously, where was I?

Anyway, I knew I had to get out. People would probably start worrying soon... but then again, maybe not. What If they were realived? Once again, I knew this wasn't true, but, in any case, it's what I felt. But, then, I didn't have time to ask questions anymore.

I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I freaked out, and turned around immediately. There was nothing there. Then I realized what might be the frightening truth.

Maybe I had gone insane. I didn't know how, or why, but what else would explain me being here? Maybe I had cracked from stress.

I heard a faint whispering into my ear. "Oh, you're not insane." That Sure made me feel better. I jumped again, but this time, when I turned around, I saw a person. A boy, to be exact. I studied him.

It's become a habit of mine, and I don't really know why. He had messy dark brown hair, and I think blue eyes, he was a bit taller than me, and I would say, maybe a year or two older than me. He also had his hands in his pockets. He was smiling at me mischievously. I felt weird looking at him for any longer. Like I do all boys, and especially the good looking ones, like him.

Ok, so now I'm denying my insanity, by having a random boy placed in my consciousness, telling me that I am not, in fact, insane. Real smart move, brain. But then I realized, that I had never seen him before, in my life. That's weird. I would think that my brain would probably pull up a picture of someone familiar, and comforting, to soothe me. However, as I thought about it, I almost gave a bitter laugh. I had no one left to me like that. I had no friends, and the only family I relatively knew we're my parents, who were shipping me off to Russia, because they didn't know what to do with me. Maybe I still loved them, but the thought of them felt like a dagger pressed deep into my side.

Apparently it hurt so much, that my head decided that a complete and utter stranger would be the best option. Great. He looked at me, like he was trying to figure me out. That made me uncomfortable, so I tried to get on with this. "All right then, " I asked him, "if I'm not insane, then how can you explain.. this?" I waved my arms to emphasize it.

"you're inside a game." I scoffed, a game, yeah right. "I'm serious." He said that, looking very ernest. "You declared that you wanted to play a game, so here you are." I thought back. When had I, " declared " that? Wait.. oh. The button. Huh. I don't know why I would be here because of that.

He sighed, like he could read my thoughts, and was getting really annoyed with them."Fine, then." I said. " if I'm here because of that button, explain why." He looked almost frustrated at this point. "You wouldn't understand even if I tried to simplify it. Do you know advanced engineering? No? I didn't think so." I supposed that he had a good enough point. But.. how? And why? Then again, should I even ask? Ughhh... So confusing!!