Game Maker

The elevator doors opened, 039 walked out prepared to face whatever he "Special Treatment" would be. The room she was in looked like all the others, so nothing special there. There was a console in the center of the room, typical stuff for an Administrator room. She walked over to it to read what was written on it.

Written on the screen was a message for her from an unknown "Top Administrator", "Everyone has one good idea, but not many can follow up quickly with a second. What will you do? Be careful, poor performance will result in your immediate removal from The Game."

"One good idea?" she thought to herself, what does that mean? Thinking it over quickly she realized it must have been about her changing the previous game she was an Administrator on. But "Good"? What she did had to be far from good, that boy should have passed easily, and she tortured him emotionally. But this "Top Administrator" thought her idea was "Good".

The screen flashed, now showing a video of a man in another white room. It seemed she was now an Administrator on another game, but she noticed the big difference, there weren't any instructions for her to read. The corner of the screen now also showed the number 30, a countdown? Another image appeared on her screen, another room this time with a woman in it. The 30 turned to a 29, she didn't have a lot of time to figure out what she was going to have them do.

If she gave them something easy, she was as good as dead. If she was going to be graded on her idea, then someone was watching her and her game. She had to entertain whoever was watching her, they were the key to her surviving another game. Would it be the same person who watched her torture the little boy? She couldn't count on that, although if it was she could create a game similar to that one in terms of theme. The countdown was now at 25.

She had no choice, follow your heart, trust your guts. She analyzed the situation before her, two rooms, two players, potentially any object she wanted to include? Now there's a good question, could she request things for the games? What if she wanted an object, animal, torture device, etc? She looked over the screen hoping to find anything that might be different. There were the two camera screens, the "Talk" button, the blank instruction pop up, and... oh? A small icon in the right corner with three horizontal lines on it.

She tapped on the icon, it opened up revealing new options. The top read, "Game Maker Tools''. Her new options included: "Request", "Room Changes'', and "Reward Player".

The countdown now was at 18. These options, what were their meanings? 039 began thinking it over. "Request" was easy to figure out, it was what she was looking for, a button to request objects or animals. "Room Change" must be to change lighting, open up holes in the floor, add buttons, etc. And then "Reward Player", what reward? She had been "rewarded" when she was allowed to go to the Library, so maybe that's what it does? 039 smiled thinking about how that must mean a Game Creator decided to reward her.

The countdown hit 14, time to get to work. She had a rough idea what she wanted to do, it wasn't going to be sweet, but it hopefully would please the Top Administrator. She clicked "Room Change", and a text box appeared. So they wouldn't list all her options? Very well, she could work with this. She typed out "Dim lights'' she then added on, "30% power". She then typed, "Combine both rooms into one". What else what else...

She exited out and clicked on "Request" and a text box popped up again. She typed out, "Pocket Knife, safety scissors, 3 bottles of sleeping pills, 2 light rain covers, an alligator, and a pair of shock collars." A strange list of things indeed, but they were all important to her game idea.

She looked at the room, the lights hadn't gone out, and none of the things she requested had appeared, this is what she was hoping for. She exited out of the "Request" tab and a new green button appeared reading , "Begin?". She clicked it and a bunch of new buttons appeared, each corresponding to an object she requested. She heard the sound of the walls opening as the two Players found themselves both in the same room.

Time to begin the game, she clicked the "Talk" button, "Hello Players! Please make your way to the center of the room!"

Besides the "Talk" and the requested buttons she was also given the player's numbers. The man was 099, and the woman was 102.

The players walked to the center of the room as they were instructed. Neither of them fought or yelled at her, so therefore they must have played before. She then clicked the button for the "Pocket Knife" and "Safety Scissors", the screen then asked her to click where she wanted them in the room, neat! She clicked the opposite sides of the room for them, then hit the "Talk" button again.

"Today we'll be playing a pretty simple game, but first both of you please choose one of these objects. I request you don't fight over them.

They both walked back into the sides of the rooms they had come from, 102 got the scissors, while 099 got the pocket knife. Now it was time to shake up the game! She clicked the "Shock Collar" and "Light Rain Coats".

She had them pop out near each of the players, she then hit the "Talk" button, "Please remove your clothing, then put on the raincoats and shock collars. Failure to do so will result in your failure!"

They did as they were told, stripping down all their clothes and putting on the new coats.

Now for the real spice, release the Alligator! 039 clicked the "Alligator" button, then jumped back over to the "Talk" button.

"Okay Players! An alligator has just entered the room! Oh no! Use the tools you've been given to protect yourself. But that's not all! We will be playing a game of Simon Says. When Simon says to do something do it, but if you do something when I don't say Simon then I shock you! Easy right?"

The players were clearly annoyed, rolling their eyes.

"Simon Says Make out with each other."

The two players looked up to the ceiling, "What....?"

039 repeated herself, "Make out with each other, Simon Says."

Reluctantly they began kissing, holding away from each other as best as they could.

039's mouth turned downward into a small frown. So they won't be stopped with something that simple? Good.

"Simon says from this moment forward you will refer to each other as Honey and Sweetie."

The two players looked disgusted as they sneered .

"Now tell me how good I've been."

The man looked up quickly yelling, "WHAT?"

"Me. Your daughter. I'm a good girl right?"

The man looked even more sick, but the woman immediately began calling out, "Of course! You are so impressive and we are so proud of you! Isn't that right Sweetie?" she said, turning to the man.

"I didn't say Simon Says...."

The woman stood still, her face turning white.

"Your punishment shall be cutting off your pinkies. Please do so now."

The woman looked upward in horror.

"The Safety Scissors, use them now."

The woman bit her lip and began opening and closing them on her right pinkie. Slowly blood began dripping down her hand. The alligator in the room began moving towards the scent of the blood, she had just become a delicious intoxicating smell.

The woman began trying to cut her finger off faster, if she could throw it away from them it could buy them more time. The man couldn't watch any more, he grabbed her hand and sliced her pinkie off with his pocket knife. She bit her lip as the pain overwhelmed her. He took her other hand gently and sliced off her other pinkie. He then picked them both up and tossed them in the opposite direction. The alligator turned towards the sound of them hitting the ground and headed towards it. The man ripped one of his sleeves and wrapped it around the woman's now one finger short hands.

There was a clunk sound from beside them, the wall opened and out rolled three bottles of sleeping pills.

"I'm bored!" 039 called out, a childish tone angering the man.

"102 just lost her fingers and you're BORED!?" the man cried out. "I'll kill you if I ever get the chance to pipsqueak!" he added.

"Okay! Simon Says take turns eating sleep pills one at a time until one of you falls asleep!"

"You're sick.." the woman shouted.

"Play the game 102." 039 said commandingly. "You get to go first."

102 opened one of the bottles and pulled out a sleeping pill, she shut her eyes and threw the pill into her mouth swallowing it.

"You next 099."

099 took a different bottle and pulled a pill out, he examined it, then swallowed it.

"Excellent!" 039 shouted. "Now here's what we are gonna do, Simon Says taking turns of 10 secs you'll swallow a pill each. This will continue until I say so."

"102"

The woman threw another pill down her throat.

"099"

The man did as well.

Both of them began shaking as electricity shot through their entire bodies, the shock collars had been activated!

"I never said “Simon Says” to either of you..."

"point....taken..." 102 said as she recomposed herself.

"Simon Says continue."

They both took another pill, and so it continued onward. After about 30 minutes around 50 rounds in total had passed, including quite a few shocks from their collars. Both of them were beginning to feel the effects of the sleeping pills, their arms were heavy, as well as their eyelids.

What would happen once they fall asleep? Would it even be possible to wake up after this many pills?

"Hey hey dear "parents"! New command! Simon Says stick your head in the alligator."

039 had no intention of either of them finding out what happens when you take that many sleeping pills.

"DO IT."

"I won't do it! You can't make me! It's suicide!" 099 called out. He pulled out his pocket knife and lunged at 102 who was barely holding on to consciousness. He slit her throat quickly using the knife, then he looked up to the ceiling shouting again, "102 is dead! I win!"

"Finish the game 099. Your head, the alligators mouth."

099 sat down next to his now dead companion, "I won't do it."

"No choice, now that 102 is dead the alligator is coming to claim its reward for its help in the game. Here he comes! Tick tock tick!"

Indeed, the alligator had begun moving towards them. It had eaten the two pinkies and now craved more things matching their scent. It climbed right up to 102 and positioned its mouth. With its mouth wide open it began moving upward as 102's legs slid down its throat. The alligator swallowed 102 down without chewing or taking a single bite. It then turned its attention to 099 who was sitting beside it.

"Lovely game wasn't it?" The alligator said as it turned itself onto its stomach.

"Not so much for me and the woman you just finished eating." 099 said as he watched the alligator roll over.

"Well I'm sure no prey ever enjoys the hunt like the hunter. That's just the nature of it." it said with a grin.

"Did you have to eat her like that? Gulping her down?"

"Would you rather I threw her around a bit? Really made a bloody mess?"

"No, I guess I would rather we didn't have a mess of human parts around the room."

099 rubbed his face with his hands, feeling how very numb his face felt.

"I assume you talking has something to do with just how high I am right now?"

The alligator grinned it's large mouth again, "Well I suppose that would explain it. Though I do wonder.... The Room With No Blood has much harder things to believe than a talking beast... If it is the sleeping pills, do you think in reality I'm eating you?"

099 looked down at his legs noticing the lack of said legs. He looked back to the alligator who now seemed to have a red stain across his mouth. "Well I do suppose this is the end of me. But in these last moments, do you suppose you could tell me what it all meant?"

The alligator flipped itself back upward, waddling over to him. "What did it all mean? HAHA. Well it didn't mean bloody anything now did it!? Meaning? You think this is some deep story with confusing tales? This is The Room With No Blood, the only meaning it has is the one it finds most pleasing at any given moment. If it wanted I do suppose you'd be shifted into a form that better suited it, one that wasn't so straining on its all seeing eyes. A moment in reality would be an eternity to you in here, one where your only purpose could very well be to be its plaything! The meaning you seek is the very thought that your suffering had a purpose! But reality is never so poetic, the real reason you suffered was so it could nod its head and think "Well that was something. What to do next?" Your life ended when you came here, a life you still don't remember do you? 099? That's not a name in any book I've read. Well besides those set in prisons, and I suppose we are in a prison of sorts. The meaning behind it all? It meant nothing."

099 rolled his eyes, "Thanks alligator."

"It's Morris actually." The alligator said in a shy whisper as it corrected him.

"My apologies Morris, forgive me for not asking early." 099 reached out his hand to pet him, but he seemed to no longer have any hands to speak of.

Morris chewed on a mysterious bone in his mouth, "Well I guess this is goodbye."

"I suppose so." 099 replied.

With that Morris stuffed 099 down his throat, and the game came to an end.

039 shrugged as she turned the cameras off. It had been a decent game idea, but was it enough to please the Top Administrator.

A message appeared on her console screen, "Passed. Proceed to your final room."

039 walked over to a newly formed door, walking through it she was in an elevator once again. It began moving upward, heading towards her final room.