Our original characters wake up in a Maze, not knowing where they were. It seemed like a sterilised white and glass and plastic space, all made of a translucent sort of white matter. There are weird ice-cream truck songs played at times. Indicating something is approaching. And weird messages written on walls in both blood and ink.
A weird static voice keeps on saying overhead that the characters need to finish daily challenges and then rest for the night. During the night, weird alien like beings, called the Solitaries come out with their diverse tentacle, flesh and metal shapes and come and eat the ones left behind. To clean the maze of any Impurities.
Is the maze just a feeding frenzy for such strange creatures? Or, is it something else? If it is a test? What are the people testing the characters on? Loyalty, Selfishness, Empathy, Love, Kindness, Barbarism, Hope? What are the creatures? Our characters are meant to find out about this weird and completely locked world that simply is called The Maze
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The quiet permeated so much you could hear drops of water. It was exactly what they were hearing. Drops of water, gently falling as monosyllabic rain on some cemented or plastic surface. They could not tell anymore what was figment of their brain and what was reality. Hours and days stretched out, filling out masses of time, swathes of time, volumes of time. It was all just now one single entity mocking7 them.
Soon, they heard a noise. They knew their time was up. They had failed the daily tasks. Outside, in this zone where they had used a charcoal to count the days, well, as much as they could with limited resources and the maze not really always coming back. Changing its lanes and roads at times if not often, they calculated they had been in this fucking maze for a year or close to it!
Sighing they decided to give up. What was the point of it all? What was the maze really? Their entire life had been a shit show and the maze became whipped cream to it. They started to cry softly. The stress of it all getting to them. The ice cream truck music started. For a while, it played out as innocently as it began. They knew what was coming. They prepared themselves. This was it. End of the line.
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TWs: Gore, Violence, Homicide, Suicide, Cannibalism, Decapitation, Mutilation, BDSM, Heavy Bondage, Heavy Sadism, Heavy Masochism, D/S, Non-Con, Dubious Consent, Drug Use, Monsters, Questionable Ethics and Philosophy, Horror, Body Horror and pretty much Many NSFW content. This story going to body and psychological horror.
