Everything's Twisted (Part 1)
I was lying on a bed; a comfortable one. It was nice and warm under my blanket, and the room was humid. Humid… Something was off. I quickly opened my eyes, and allowed them to adjust to the darkness. This isn’t my bedroom, I thought as I gazed around in the poorly lit up room. I was trying not to panic as I observed my surroundings. In front of me there was a set of two industrial doors, the type they have in hospitals. I kept looking around me, and then the panic struck me.