Room Of Death!

There was a man, whose name no one knew, and he lived alone in a secluded cabin in the woods. He had a twisted mind and found pleasure in torturing people.

He would kidnap them, one by one, and then put them in a room full of puzzles and challenges that they had to solve to escape.

The man had no reason for his sadistic behavior other than the fact that he enjoyed watching people suffer.

He would sit outside the room, hidden in the shadows, watching his victims struggle to escape. For him, it was a form of entertainment.

One day, the man kidnapped a young guy. He put him in the room of mystery and watched as he tried to solve the puzzles to escape.

John woke up with a start. His head throbbed with pain, and his vision was blurry. As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he realized he was in a room he had never seen before. The room was small, with no windows, and only a single door. It was eerily quiet except for the sound of his own breathing.

As he tried to stand up, he found that his legs were bound by chains. The walls were made of solid concrete, and there was no visible way to escape. He panicked and tried to scream for help, but his voice was hoarse and barely audible.

John looked around and saw a small table with a note on it. He squinted to read it in the dim light, and it said, "Welcome to the Room of Mystery. You have been trapped here, and the only way out is by solving the puzzles that await you. Good luck."

John's heart sank. He had always been terrible at solving puzzles. He was stuck in a room with no way out and no idea how to escape.

The first puzzle was a jigsaw puzzle. It was a picture of a beautiful landscape, but the pieces were scattered and mixed up. John spent hours trying to put the puzzle together, but he kept getting stuck. Just when he thought he was making progress, he realized that he had misplaced a piece.

The second puzzle was a riddle. The riddle was simple: "I am not alive, but I grow. I don't have lungs, but I need air. I don't have a mouth, but water kills me. What am I?" John spent hours trying to solve the riddle, but he couldn't come up with the answer.

The third puzzle was a maze. The maze was complex, with many twists and turns. John traced the path with his finger, but he kept getting lost. Every time he thought he had found the right path, he would hit a dead-end and have to start over.

Days turned into weeks, and John was getting desperate. He had solved several puzzles, but he still had no idea how to escape. He had lost track of time, and he had no idea how long he had been trapped in the room. He was tired, hungry, and he had given up hope.

Just when he thought he would be trapped in the room forever, John had a breakthrough. He realized that the puzzles were not meant to be solved individually, but as a series of clues that would lead him to the key to the door. He went back and reviewed all the puzzles he had solved and found a common thread.

With a newfound sense of determination, John worked tirelessly on the remaining puzzles. He solved them one by one, and each puzzle led him closer to the final answer. After what seemed like an eternity, John finally found the key to the door. He unlocked the door and stepped out into the blinding sunlight.

John took a deep breath of fresh air and felt a wave of relief wash over him. He had finally escaped from the Room of Mystery. As he walked away,

He noticed the same man always watching him. John is a first person escape from the room.

Others die!!!