Post-Apocalypse
From Thread 1
You awaken in a small, dark room. For some reason you can easily view your limited surroundings even though it's almost pitch dark; you must have been in here a long time, and your eyes must have adjusted to the piss-poor lighting. You find that your bed is surrounded by cement walls on three sides, though the foot of the bed faces about 2 feet of empty floorspace. There's a dented tin pail on the floor, and it's brimming with a foul mixture of shit and vomit. It really smells; you'd probably have passed right out again if not for the small, crude window set into the wall high above your head. A minimal amount of the sun's light is coming through and an even smaller amount of fresh air. What little light there is falls across a sturdy metal door on the other side of the not-so-generous floorspace. You're pretty sure it's locked, but just to be sure you reach out to take hold of the knob. The door falls forward at the slightest touch, plummeting much further than you expected it would. The sunlight is blinding, and you can't see anything... But you can hear the distinct sound of the metal door clanging against some distant rubble below you after it's fallen a considerable distance. After a few minutes you can see what's beyond the door. The remains of a large, sombre building are laid out in front of you. Only portions of its skeleton have survived, most of the walls, floors, and ceilings having caved in to form the rubble below you. Pillars with some twisted metal poking out of them are all that remains, some of them reaching up as high as your solitary cell. A quick look down tells you that your cell must be suspended on a similar pillar, and the room itself must have been thoroughly reinforced to survive whatever destroyed the rest of the building. It looks as if your cells is on the 4th floor, and there are absolutely no nearby surfaces that you could reach from the open doorway. During the time you've spent observing your environment a strange feeling has come over you. Your head is throbbing, you feel sick to your stomach, and all you want to do is lie back down and ride it out... But there's got to be some way out of this horrible situation, and you might not get another chance!
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