Tuesday, September 30, 2014

The Basement

The stairs creaked and groaned as an unwary trespasser walked into the unforgiving darkness. Reaching out in the darkness, searching for a source of light, an object clicks. Suddenly bright light gushes into the room... or it should have at least. I stare into a dim lit room, dust has made this place it's own. Dust flies off my old gaming console, as i give it a puff for old time's sake. Gaming consoles has progressed far in technology, but the tradition of cleaning a game by simply blowing it has not changed. I spot my old wii laying beside my tv, it gives a soft roar as if waking from an age long sleep. My TV screen fills the room with light, as i glance at an unfamiliar face on the screen. "That mii is supposed to be me?" A small chuckle escapes my mouth as i continue to stare at the mii. Glancing around i find several discs laying sprawled out on a table, as if set there just for me to find. I restart each disc and retrace my steps as i progress along each game. Despite having not played my wii in years, i remember the layout to each game as if they were etched into my mind. Laughter filled the room, as i fall prey to the same death in the same manner. The laughter however died away as quickly as it came, and to replace it came pitch dark silence. Darkness seethes in through a window, quickly filling up the room with a sharp contrast to the tv. The room appears eerie to me once more, from the toy baby dolls, to the various action figures to the spiky bouncy balls scattered across the room. The toys looked as if they were surrounding me, backing me up into a corner. I turn to my left, and there lay a door. The door led to a simple dead end, a room filled with simple antiques. I held a deep fear for that room due to it's wooden appearance which contrasted my houses modern appearance and the lack of light. The room contained nothing which enabled light to enter (other than the door). There were no windows, no electrical sockets, and it was filled with dusty cobwebs. Hearing the door creak behind me, i hurriedly rush upstairs, leaving behind both my happiness and my fears.

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