N9UGHTY PRODUCTIONS FINALLY PRESENTS TO YOU...
that is...
escape before its too late...
As your eyes slowly adjust to the dimness, you awaken in a chilling darkness, shrouded in an eerie silence that presses against your ears like a suffocating blanket. Panic claws at the edges of your mind as you struggle to comprehend your surroundings. Where are you? Why is it so dark?
The dim light casts long, haunting shadows that dance mockingly around you, revealing nothing but the outlines of stacked boxes, looming like silent sentinels in the gloom. Each one seems to hold secrets, secrets you desperately need to uncover to escape this nightmarish prison.
Your heart hammers in your chest as you realize the true extent of your predicament. With a surge of adrenaline, you attempt to break free from the chair that holds you captive, only to discover that your limbs are bound tightly, every movement met with resistance and futility. Dread washes over you like icy tendrils as you realize the sinister intent behind your restraints.
Desperation claws at your throat as you struggle against the unyielding bonds, the taste of fear thick on your tongue. You're not alone in this suffocating darkness, and whatever malevolent force holds you here remains hidden, waiting in the shadows, watching your every move with silent anticipation.
Your mind races, frantically piecing together the fragments of your shattered reality as you search for a means of escape. But with every passing moment, the darkness seems to close in, suffocating your hopes of freedom and replacing them with a chilling certainty that you are not meant to leave this place alive.
Your body tenses as you struggle against the tight restraints, feeling them dig into your skin with each fruitless attempt to break free. Frustration bubbles up within you, but you refuse to give in to despair. Taking a deep breath, you steady yourself and try again, this time focusing on wriggling out of the chair with more courage. Nothing works, then a man, white hair, rainbow horns, white dresshirt, and rainbow vest appeared in front of you, he bent down. "now look who we have here! its so lovely to have a friend of mine visit me once a while! Isnt it?" He patted you on the head before taking something out of his pocket.
He held a gun and gripped it tightly, bringing it up to your neck. "in every room you go to, 10 in total, there will be clues to the final clue which leads to the code that will let you out of here, lets test your knowledge first ey?" He spoke before pulling away and stuffing the glock into his pocket.
He disappeared into thin air, leaving you here untied. You gasped in confusion before looking at your surroundings and standing up. You look through the boxes on the metal shelves, nothing, but what if you move them? Will it uncover something?
You pushed the boxes from left to right, a light trailed through, you tilted your head, trying to figure out what it was, you followed the light to the bottom shelf. Then you pushed the boxes on a lower shelf to the left, finally you pushed the boxes on an upper shelf to both sides, revealing where the light was coming from. A small piece of ancient wrinkled paper that was folded, you opened it, light glowing around you as you began reading it.
"...follow the crates to your next destination? wait, what crate- oww!!" You winced as you bumped into a crate in front of you, rubbing your head before taking a step back, examining the crates. "hm...crates ey? easy peasy." You continued to follow where the crates leaded, ending up in a room with shelves full of books. How are you supposed to find a clue? Thats you noticed, one of the shelves had some unusual order, it was alphabetical, it didnt make sense. You continue to search, thats when you come to the conclusion that, that one shelf is the odd one out, its probably where the clue is. You take the books out, placing them in the order they were in before but on the small coffee table closest to your right. Lighting a candle to brighten it up.
BOOK 1 : Gamers guide
BOOK 2 : Octavia and her friends
BOOK 3 : Tom and Jerry Tales
BOOK 4 : On the Flipside
BOOK 5 :Rover's adventure
BOOK 6 :Over the Horizon
BOOK 7 :Ov-ho Drake vs Kendrick
BOOK 8 :Magical library
You sighed, this is all confusing, but wa if you take a look at the first letters of each title? Maybe it spells out something?
"lets see... Gamers guide... so G"
"Octavia and her friends, O"
"Tom and Jerry tales... ? Eh, T"
"On the flipside, O"
"Rover's Adventure, R"
"Over the Horizon, O again..."
"Ov-ho Drake vs Kendrick?? Oh my sfoth! O again!!"
"hm...Magical Library, that reminds me of something...but...M?"
You tilted your head in confusion. "So, what does this all spell out to...? Go, to, room...? But what ro- wait a second..." You flipped over a book, reading the summary. It read "nby ugiohn iz viiem cm nby hogvyl iz nby liig..." What is this gibberish? You skimmed the pages, no clues but then you looked at the other books summary. "decipher" It read in bold letters, you looked at the other. "20"
Maybe you had to, shift the letters by 20!! Thats right!! "I got it!! If we shift the alphabet by 20, then A would be U, B would be V and so on!!"
...
Minutes slipped by as the clock on the wall ticked relentlessly, each second amplifying the tension. The room was cloaked in silence, save for the rhythmic, almost hypnotic ticking of the clock. Your eyes flitted around the room, landing briefly on the scattered papers, the flickering candle, and the shadowy corners where secrets seemed to lurk.
Then, at last, you whispered to yourself, "Finally, I'm done."
Your fingers trembled slightly as you inscribed the final words: "The final message says... the amount of books is the number of the room..."
You lifted your gaze, scanning the room, before looking down at the pile of books below you. Carefully, you began counting them one by one. "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... 8!" you counted aloud, the realization dawning on you. "Room 8 it is!" But where exactly was Room 8? The question hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. You turned slowly, eyes searching the dimly lit room for any indication, any clue that might lead you to the mysterious Room 8. Hidden doors, secret passages, or perhaps a cleverly disguised entrance! You look at the book shelf again, something weird about it... "hm...w-wait! theres that light again!" You stumbled over to the books, trying to chase after the light, pushing books aside.
The man chuckled heartily, his amusem*nt evident in the sparkle of his eyes and the curve of his mischievous grin. "Seeing you struggle is fun," he remarked, his voice carrying a playful edge, "I love people putting on a little show for all my fans to watch! Better keep it up!" Leaning casually against the wall, he twirled a rainbow-colored carpet in his hand, its iridescent threads catching the light.
Groaning in frustration, you remained undeterred, your determination to capture the elusive light undiminished. "I mean, I could always help you!" he almost sing-songed, his tone teasing, as he lightly dusted his gloved hand along his shoulder.
You couldn't help but roll your eyes at his offer. "Seriously? I'd rather figure this whole thing out myself than ask you!!" Your retort was firm, laced with a stubborn resolve to solve the puzzle on your own terms.
"Whatever ya say mate! buh byee!!" He then disappeared, you sighed, maybe you can figure this out tommorow...
better rest for now.
