Every day, I go to that elevator, I never knew who Iam, where Iam or what Iam doing here, I only follow people wearing white coats, Iam always asking myself, am I gonna leave this place one day? Is what Iam doing useful?
I am not the only kid here, there is others, but they always disappear after a couple of days,where do they go? did they survived? And is this means that I will leave this place? I always try to ask "the peoples with white coats" but they only say "follow me and do what i order you to do", they always act like I should do that and its the point of my existence, but is it true? I always keep thinking about that when Iam in that elevator, its the only place that I found attractive in that place, because even that I do the same thing everyday, there is always numbers that I never visited, in my room I only have a notebook and a pen, so I keep writing what my small mind imagine the world in the other numbers of that elevator, and this is how my story started...
The prompt: My New Life as a...
Theme(s): #Sci-Fi #Fantasy
My themes: #Mystery #Psychological #Seinen
The story it self is wrote by the main character, he dont know nothing from the outside, its up to the readers to imagine the world that he described, the story talks about what he wrote in the note book, Talking about what he imagine about the other elevator numbers. Thats why i called it "The elevator", the main character uses small words because he never talked to someone and develop his language, this story is inspired by a dream that I still remember from my Shildhood.
The prompt: My New Life as a...
Theme(s): #Sci-Fi #Fantasy
My themes: #Mystery #Psychological #Seinen
The story it self is wrote by the main character, he dont know nothing from the outside, its up to the readers to imagine the world that he described, the story t...