R-B: Depressed

From Create Your Own Story

You write down 'Depressed =(' on the last question. You take a final look at your quiz sheet. You did the best you could, even if you couldn't answer two of the questions.

Suddenly, a voice starts to speak from all directions, "Why are you depressed?"

The voice is of a girl this time, not the voice from the walkie talkie. Her voice is calming and smooth, her heavenly voice surprises you, to which you respond.

"Who are you?"

"I have no name, I am you."

This answer surprises you again, "Wh-what?!"

"We are one and the same. This is what you think of as your 'ideal' voice. I can easily change it if you want."

"No, please don't."

"Okay." She says, "So why are you depressed? This isn't like you."

"Well look at my quiz paper." You grab hold of the sheet and lift it in the air, "I can't even answer two of the questions. I don't know who I am."

"I remember back when you were outside of this room, you were always so happy, cheerful, always putting out jokes to brighten the mood, even in the most depressing situations. Look at you now, easily getting angry, always asking questions, and now you're depressed."

"I have no reason not to be," You raise your voice, "Some guy has just chucked me into this stupid room, and is now watching me die of starvation! Along with two other people which I'm supposed to know!"

"I know them, you know them."

"What do you mean 'I know them'?!"

"I'm saying that you know who they are," She replies, "You just don't want to know. You're brain is somehow rejecting those thoughts."

"How about if you just tell me?" You deduce, "Then I can find out who-"

"I would," She disrupts you, "But everytime I say their names, your brain would reject them and turn into bleeps. I'll even do it know. Your best friend who's kidnapped, his name is *BLEEP*. I told you, *BLEEP*, *BLEEP*, *BLEEP*."

"Dammit! Then what can I do to find out?"

"I guess you'll have to let *BLEEP* tell you."

"Wait, I know who the voice is?"

Unexpectedly, the whole place suddenly starts to fade into a plain white shade. You're waking up!

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