Room 01 - Ordeal 3-
Room 01 -ordeal 3-
Yes, a pair of arms were definitely coming in through the ceiling. One looked extremely pale, with cuts and bruises, while the other was a healthy brownish colour. The arms seemed to stop short at the elbows, and just stayed there.
Meanwhile, the room became very bare; there was nothing in it except a few wooden chairs, four lit bulbs on the walls and (puzzlingly) a yellow rubber ball. There was no door, and the phone went missing as well. As for the walls, they looked positively disgusting, with vague figures forming out of the patches of filth covering every side. I stood on a marble floor stained with some kind of pale red substance.
I looked up at the arms, and waited. They didn't move at all for over three minutes, and I decided to grab a chair to boost myself up to touch them. I pondered if it was some sort of test, to see if I would choose 'the right arm'.
I chose to pull down the pale arm (I assumed the one that looked like crap would, as cliche demanded, bel