G0

Chapter I

It was cold. Really cold. So cold, in fact, that my back was already losing its senses. The floor was hard, probably made from concrete, or at least something that felt like concrete. My shoulder was a bit sore, which meant I had most likely been laying on top of it for quite a while.

I had woken up not too long ago, and was laying down in a mostly empty room, completely foreign to me. It was an uncomfortable sight, incredibly cold, and dead silent, a place where it would be impossible to feel at ease. The walls were also made from concrete, and the room was completely monochromatic. Even the only piece of furniture – a cabinet, raised from the floor by a couple of feet – was painted to be the same colour as the walls, floor and ceiling.

There was but a single break in the shape of the walls, almost glued to the ceiling – a small, rectangular window. It was too small to fit through, and the frosted glass prevented me from seeing whatever was on the other side, but it was enough to light up the entire room.

Opposite to me there was a door, also the same dirty grey as the wall, and almost invisible if you weren’t paying attention.

I finally decided to get up; a combination of both cold and unease pleading my muscles to move and went to take a look at the door. I pushed my hand gently against the board, which started moving backwards without much resistance. Behind it, I was met with about half a dozen steps leading to another door, this time much more noticeable.

I threaded with caution up the stairs and put my hand on the doorknob.

- Damnit.

The door was sealed shut.

I went back to the concrete room, looking for a way out, or for some sort of clue as to how I could unlock the door above the steps, not that there was much to check on that room.

The cabinet was the only place that could hide anything in that room, which naturally made it the first place to be checked. Upon opening its doors, they revealed a glass and a small bottle of water. I poured the contents of the bottle on the glass and smelled the inside, which was odourless. With that I drank the (most likely) water and stared at the empty cabinet for a while.

I began patting down every single wall, looking for another opening, but to no avail. I rechecked the interior of the cabinet, looking for small holes or hidden compartments, but this search also wielded no results. Panic started setting in, and my body threw itself onto the ground, still facing the empty cabinet.

That was when I noticed it.

A small incision on the floor, right under the only piece of furniture. I slipped my hand through the space between the floor and the bottom of the cabinet and reached for the square cut.

I felt a small circular shaped hole, with something inside that felt like a button. With a gentle push the square trapdoor slid open, revealing a small object inside. I picked it up and brought it to my face – a key.

I rushed over to the door, almost tripping and falling on the steps and put the key in the keyhole, turning it to listen to a satisfying click.

With that, the door had been unlocked.

Pushing the door open revealed a bright enclosed space, stretching to both the left and right, for what seemed to be an infinitely long distance. There were similar doors alongside both walls, each with a letter and a number assigned to them. Mine was “G0”.

Chapter II