• Smorty [she/her]@lemmy.blahaj.zone
    2·
    15 hours ago

    I think "What a beautiful cabin! I will then enjoy the warm comfy feeling I get from the warm sunlight coming in.

    Then I get up, start talking to myself as if this is some super special event happening right now, and walk around to look for someone.

  • I Cast Fist@programming.dev
    22·
    2 days ago

    Sigh in relief as I don’t hear anyone saying “Hey, you! You’re finally awake! You were caught trying to cross the border!”

  • Feathercrown@lemmy.worldEnglish
    12·
    2 days ago

    I open the front door to take a look around. There is another room of the cabin. I look out the window. It’s a painted scene. I remove it. More cabin. I panic. I look up the chimney and see another fireplace. I tear out a floorboard and see through a ceiling. All that there is, is cabin. I take my first level in Wizard. We’re plane shifting up in this bitch. It would be very cozy if I had the option to leave and return at will.

    • ComicalMayhem@lemmy.worldOP
      9·
      2 days ago

      You don the flappy body bindings and the pointy cranium cover you looted from the evil wizard you killed a while back. They’re still as comfortable as the day you wiped the blood off them, and they imbue you with a sense of power and a strange urge to rudely prank people and commit mass slaughter.

    • ComicalMayhem@lemmy.worldOP
      37·
      2 days ago

      Ah, you just woke up from a midday nap. For a moment there you were a little confused about where you were; it must’ve been a really good nap. You curl back up on the bench by the broad window out of frame, where the sun was warming your cozy blankets. Just outside, the trees sway gently in the wind, and a herd of deer munch on the grass. Your eyelids grow heavier, and you settle for going back to sleep. There’s nothing going on today, so why not? You deserve it. Soon enough, you fall back into the world of dreams,

      GAME OVER

    • LemmyKnowsBest@lemmy.world
      4·
      2 days ago

      You just woke up. Why are you going back to sleep? You have to get up eventually. So what are you going to do then? That’s the question.

    • ComicalMayhem@lemmy.worldOP
      48·
      2 days ago

      You grasp at what you thought was a key at first, until you realize there isn’t a key there. Someone drew a key onto the floor with black chalk. In hindsight you realize you should have noticed that sooner, like before you even reached down towards it, especially since it’s not a particularly well drawn key; you could say it’s rather shit, and you can’t believe you fell for it.

      • Stovetop@lemmy.world
        24·
        2 days ago

        Holy shit, I looked again and can’t believe the picture actually has a badly drawn key on the floor. I thought you were just pulling that out of nowhere.

        • ComicalMayhem@lemmy.worldOP
          2·
          2 days ago

          Quit? What do you mean, quit? You’re not sure where the thought came from, or even what game you’re talking about. Confused, you wander outside, whereupon you find a tree stump with a harpoon stuck inside of it.

          You revisit your earlier thoughts. Perhaps you do know what you meant by quit. Really, you always knew. After all, you said it yourself; you don’t like this game of life. You’re free of the cabin, yet you feel more trapped than ever. There is only one conclusion; your loneliness is your true prison.

          There’s only one thing left to do, isn’t there?

          GAME OVER

      • witty_username@feddit.nl
        9·
        2 days ago

        I wonder if the poorly drawn key is a clue. I go looking for a real key, or alternatively, additional drawings similar to the poorly drawn key

        • ComicalMayhem@lemmy.worldOP
          3·
          2 days ago

          You search the cabin top to bottom, searching for keys, real or otherwise, and anything that could hint to the mystery only you are aware of. The only other out of place thing you find is the anvil in the corner, mysteriously out of place, atop which is… another shitty drawing of a key. God dammit, who’s making these? You start to feel an insoluble sense of rage at this mysterious key perpetrator, but there’s no finding them unless you can leave the cabin. No one else is in here but you, that much you’re aware of.

    • ComicalMayhem@lemmy.worldOP
      4·
      22 hours ago

      You whisper the ultimate cat call. It echoes over the empty cabin; nothing happens, and a profound sense of loss washes over you. You walk over to the shelf by the window and run your hand over it, staring at the one particularly worn spot on it for a moment. You walk over and check the litter box, but of course it’s clean. It always is nowadays. Old habits die hard after all. You cook yourself some breakfast and take a seat at the table, and try the call again. Nothing happens, as expected, not even when you open a can of tuna. Old habits die hard, but they die eventually. You spread the tuna on your bread and eat your meal, alone in the silence.