I sit in a dark room with no windows or doors, I only see light when a strange being lifts off the ceiling and chooses me to compete against my brother's and sisters in a game they call Monopoly. During this "game" of theirs we are not allowed to move until the "player", that's what the beings call themselves, has judged meaning of two big white cubes and the occasional red one that decides where we are allowed to go but we can only go in one direction that the players call clockwise. The entire game consists of them throwing around strange thin things whenever we stop moving trying to collect the strange things from the other players making them angry, upset or even happy until eventually it all stops and I'm put back into my exit-less prison.
I am a thimble trapped in a cruel world that brings joy to others.
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Our Twisted Little World 1: Humanity's First WarningsShort Story
*** Warning*** This is a collection of short stories set in the same world, told by the same person. Meaning that every CHAPTER is a NEW story, ***End of Warning*** In a calm, quiet, warless world humanity sits getting fatter. They ignore the danger...