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You Are in a White Room: Part Ten

 

10857838_601218143341730_5755293110468344287_n.pngThis is the final installment of my serial which I have been posting in conjunction with the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop. If you aren’t familiar with the hop, click the link to check out what other writers are doing.

To my fellow Warriors, do any of you know of any similar hops out there?  I have been enjoying this one so much. I would love to spread out and join a few more. Let me know in the comments! Also, please note that I posted last week’s installment late, so read Part Nine first if you missed it.

Here are the links to the previous posts if you need to catch up: Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part VII, Part VIII, and Part IX. And, here we go…

 

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You are in a white room. You have just responded to a query on a computer screen by acknowledging that you are in fact there, though you have no idea where there is. The computer screen now reads, “Are you okay?” and when you assure it you are, even though you do not believe those words yourself, it responds by reminding you that you are a doctor, a doctor who performed an experimental self-surgery this very morning. The computer reads, “Sounds like you’ve made it. You’ve reached the deepest layer of subconsciousness, doc. Now, take the stairway back up.” You look around but you already know there is no stairway, in that room, in the hall, in the small white rooms off the hall. “There is no stairway,” you type. The computer responds by asking you to repeat yourself, and when type frantically once more, “There is no stairway,” the computer turns off. Staring at the black screen you realize, you should not have gone to work today.

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You Are in a White Room: Part Nine

If you are new to this blog, this post is part nine of a ten-part serial. Ten sentences for ten weeks. Click here for Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part VII, or Part VIII if you need to catch up. Otherwise, enjoy!

 

IX

You climb out of the tunnel and land on your feet. You are in a white room. This is not the same room with the tally marks. This room is different. It is enormous and it has no door, but it does have one white desk in the center. On the desk is a computer, which does not appear to be plugged into anything, but which is glowing nonetheless. You stalk up to the computer and notice there are words on the screen. The words read, “Are you there?” You consider briefly whether you should respond, but then you roughly punch back, “Yes.” The lights buzz above you as you wait.

Final installment arriving Sunday morning!

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You Are in a White Room: Part Eight

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Here’s another installment of my ten-part horror serial. As usual, this post is in conjunction with the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop. To all those at WeWriWa, thanks for stopping by!

If you have missed anything, here are the links for Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, and Part VII.

 

VIII

You are angry. You do not know who you are and you do not know if you have a job or if you went to work today or any other day, as the posters seem to imply. You begin to tear the posters down. When you pull the last poster off the wall, you discover, with another horrifying squeeze of your chest, that it hides a small, square hole. You do not care what you will find as you climb into the dark hole and head toward the white light at the end of it. You do not care that your knees and palms are being bloodied. The tunnel heads into the center of the square made by the hallways, but at the same time, you realize it is too long to head into the center of the square made by the hallways. You want out. You are angry. You don’t know who you are.

Join me back here next week for Part IX.

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You are in a White Room: Part Seven

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This post is a part of the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop. Check out the link for more writers or to participate yourself!

What follows is the seventh installment of my ten part horror serial. Click Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, or Part VI, if you need to catch up. And, after you’re done reading this, scroll down to check out my post from earlier this week.

Happy New Year!

 

VII

You are in a white room. Outside is a white hallway. The hallway, you now know, leads in a square with each corridor containing one door, and the doors all lead to identical rooms. Each room has tally marks scratched into the wall, but the marks reflect different numbers. You cannot remember the numbers you wrote on your wall. You don’t know which is your room and this, for some reason, brings you to tears. In the hallway is one poster repeating thirty-two times. It tells you that you should not have gone to work today. You do not know who you are. And now that you have lost track of your white room, you do not even know how many times you have woken up.

Stay tuned for Part VIII next week!

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You are in a White Room: Part Six

Here is the continuation of White Room. Click here for Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, and Part V.

VI

You are now in a white hallway. There is no door but the one from which you have come. At both ends, the hallway turns and of course, you do not know where it leads. You look right, left, you do this several times, and then you begin to walk down the hallway. Your legs are rubber. You worry you will fall and someone will hear you. As you round the corner, there is one second where you truly believe your heart will burst, but it does not. Now, you are staring at an identical hallway with the same posters on the walls, one door ajar in the center, and a turn at the end of it. Your agonizingly squeaky steps lead you to the door, and fighting every instinct you have, you step inside. You are in a white room.

Join me this time next week for Part VII.

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You are in a White Room: Part Five

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This post is in conjunction with the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop. You can check out some of my fellow writers work by clicking here!

Click Part I, Part II, Part III, and Part IV to see what you’ve missed.

 

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Your hand is on the open door. Whimpering, begging yourself to be silent, you bring your head around it to peer out. You see a white wall. You hear no sounds. Betraying your gut, you allow your hand to push the door completely open. You see only more of the same white wall. You throw a nervous glance back into the white room and then crawl across the threshold. You are now seated on the floor, your back against the wall in the hallway, hyperventilating. Every ten feet, a poster hangs, orange background, white lettering. The poster reads, “You should not have gone to work today.

Stay tuned for Part VI this time next week.

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