no door, no actual lights. Just a little boy sitting in a dark-red puddle in a dull brown room. “He.. Hello?” Jim called halfheartedly. The clicks and pings grew louder, and Jim clasped his hands to his head until the sounds faded away. Then the light faded, and Jim almost instantly fell asleep.He awoke with his eyes closed. His eyelids were bright red with hundreds of fuzzy little veins running through them. Jim heard people talking, but couldn’t understand what they were saying. “Where am I?! Hello! Why can’t I see?” Jim blurted out, half crying. The voices stopped and footsteps on hollow medal doors filled the air. A hiss came from beneath the table or whatever it was Jim was on. His eyes felt extremely sore, but he slowly opened them. At first there was only white light everywhere, but that faded away and Jim now could see the whole area. There were tables everywhere, each with a human on it. A thin transparent green ooze covered all the surfaces. There was no ceiling, but just a never-ending dull light. Faint clicks and pings played in his ears, and he was sure if he heard them or only remembered them. Jim heard people calling out, screaming for help. He grasped the side of the table and closed his eyes. Please, just let this go away. Oh please don’t be real. Minutes passed, and the calls for help turned to wordless screams, then to occasional murmurs. Jim finally opened his eyes. A beast stood before him. The first thing Jim noticed was the slime that covered its body, oozing from all its apertures, dripping everywhere. It was a dark maroon, and humanoid. Its arms however where long and broke into three tentacles. Its face was almost identical to that of some persons, but the eyes were slanted downward towards the nose. Its feet were also just two thick tentacles, and they moved like our legs would in a bean-sack. Its breathing was hissy, and terribly unnerving. It lurched towards Jim, an...
