At first, sleep is difficult but even Battler knows it's necessary to keep the mind refreshed so he can keep thinking, keep looking for the solution to this broken puzzle and escape this damned room. But slowly, bit by bit, he can't even remember... what this room is even supposed to be. It had to have been some time before the first time he wakes up so disoriented. The room's familiar, but he can't understand why he's here. His mind refuses to provide him with the answer there. It's creepy, this room. He doesn't like it, or the darkness outside the window. It's scary. He wants to get out of here, he wants out--where is everyone? Are they just outside? He feels like a frightened kid as he slides out of the bed and clumsily fumbles the lock. The motion should have been familiar, but he's always so clumsy with these kinds of locks...
The door opens, there's a sense of relief and he tries to leave--but the metal collar and chains return. The words written in red on the wall outside and door tell him, remind him again what's permitted, what's not. It all comes crashing back but he still can't understand... why is this happening to him? What did he do that was so wrong? Why can't he leave? Why won't someone get him out? He's tried everything, everything!
Eventually, he tires again. He starts to knot the sheets thinking that if he tries the window again--has he tried them? They keep fixing themselves, it's hard to say if he just thought of it or if he's actually tried it--he'll need a length of rope to get him down from the height. His eyes blur, he's exhausted, he's lost track of time again and... really, he should rest. Even he knows that a tired mind can't figure out the solutions. So he'll rest and try again when he wakes up...
... he wakes up so disoriented. The room's familiar, but he can't understand why he's here. His mind refuses to provide him with the answer there. It's creepy, this room. He doesn't like it, or the darkness outside the window. It's scary. He wants to get out of here, he wants out--
Re: Catbox
At first, sleep is difficult but even Battler knows it's necessary to keep the mind refreshed so he can keep thinking, keep looking for the solution to this broken puzzle and escape this damned room. But slowly, bit by bit, he can't even remember... what this room is even supposed to be. It had to have been some time before the first time he wakes up so disoriented. The room's familiar, but he can't understand why he's here. His mind refuses to provide him with the answer there. It's creepy, this room. He doesn't like it, or the darkness outside the window. It's scary. He wants to get out of here, he wants out--where is everyone? Are they just outside? He feels like a frightened kid as he slides out of the bed and clumsily fumbles the lock. The motion should have been familiar, but he's always so clumsy with these kinds of locks...
The door opens, there's a sense of relief and he tries to leave--but the metal collar and chains return. The words written in red on the wall outside and door tell him, remind him again what's permitted, what's not. It all comes crashing back but he still can't understand... why is this happening to him? What did he do that was so wrong? Why can't he leave? Why won't someone get him out? He's tried everything, everything!
Eventually, he tires again. He starts to knot the sheets thinking that if he tries the window again--has he tried them? They keep fixing themselves, it's hard to say if he just thought of it or if he's actually tried it--he'll need a length of rope to get him down from the height. His eyes blur, he's exhausted, he's lost track of time again and... really, he should rest. Even he knows that a tired mind can't figure out the solutions. So he'll rest and try again when he wakes up...
... he wakes up so disoriented. The room's familiar, but he can't understand why he's here. His mind refuses to provide him with the answer there. It's creepy, this room. He doesn't like it, or the darkness outside the window. It's scary. He wants to get out of here, he wants out--
It's fine.