THE BEGINNING: PART 1
Welcome, reader, to the Hall of Creatures. My name is not important to you, it has faded as time has passed, but you may call me the Founder. I, as expected from my title, am the founder of this website, a helpful resource to keep you informed and safe about the anomalies of this world. Throughout these blogs, I will tell my story, so that you won’t make the same mistake. I highly advise you to listen carefully, and to take my story seriously. With that, I will begin…
In the year of ███, I was just a measly intern at a top-secret science facility, which will not be named here. During my internship, I was intrigued by some attempts to open a Door, a portal of sorts hinted at in an ancient legend. This legend spoke of the Hall of Creatures, a wonderous hallway featuring endless happiness and entertainment for anyone who would enter. So of course, this portal to bliss was highly sought-after for many, many years. The scientists at the facility were the best in the world, and were very close to opening this portal. Finally, one day, they did it. But at what cost…?
POV: The Founder, AKA ███████, in the year ███. Journal Entry #1
I’m certainly confused. I just entered the facility, and have found it completely empty. Not a single scientist in sight, not my boss, not anybody. There must be something wrong, today was supposed to be such an important event… I must explore a bit to find at least someone…
…What? I have just entered the top-secret lab containing the many failed openings to the Door. And surely, in the middle of the room, a glowing door has appeared. Did they finally accomplish their goal? They must’ve been so ecstatic! But if that’s the case, why is nobody here? The scientists I knew would definitely be celebrating right now… They must’ve just left to party somewhere else, right? That must be the case, I’m sure of it. But I can’t help but be oddly… drawn to this door. I’m sure I’m not supposed to enter it, but it’s so hard to control… But then, a voice behind me breaks my small trance, and a loud slam of the security door.
I turn around to see obscured, shadowy figures looming behind the safety glass, ominously watching over me. I rush over to the security door to bang on it, but no matter what, they won’t open it. Why??? My feet are swept off the cold, hard floor, like I’m being sucked into a vortex. In fact, this seems to be an affect of the Door, which has how opened in front of me. I try to resist it, but I feel myself warp and stretch as I’m pulled into the portal…
TO BE CONTINUED...
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