“Damn.” You whisper, glaring at the door. It seems your only option now is to figure out a different way out of the room. Abandoning the door, since it has no handle, you begin to scour the rest of the room. Sadly there is nothing available to you other than the costumes. With a heavy sigh you glance at them.
‘Are these costumes my ticket out of here?’ You wonder.
Well it certainly doesn’t seem like there is anything else in the room, save for walls and a useless door. Deciding to take your chances you walk over to the costumes and begin to look them over. You aren’t exactly keen on being forced to pick any of them, considering they were all female costumes, but hey, whatever got you out, right?
After a moment of debating you decide to grab the mouse costume. As you pull the costume away from the wall the wall begins to spin, taking the rest of the costumes away and leaving a blank wall before you. Now all that you are left with is the costume in your hands.
With a heavy sigh you begin to put it on. The fur is soft to the touch, a dusty brown of a normal field mouse. First one leg goes in, the then other, and then you put in each arm. To finalize the costume part itself being put on you zip it up, then grab the head of the mouse costume.
You can’t help but feel just how... Strange all this is. Yet you shrug it off, placing the mouse costume head over your own.
‘Now what?’ You wonder, glancing around. You begin to feel a strange tingling sensation in your fingers and your feet. It almost feels as though the costume is tightening around you. But that is impossible, right?
You try to shrug the feeling off, looking around you at the walls. Yet nothing is happening. No walls spinning and leaving an opening for you to get through, no door opening, nothing. Only this strange tingling sensation that seems to be crawling up your arms and legs now.
You start to have trouble with breathing as well. It feels harder to breathe, each breath coming out shaky. You feel dizzy and a little nauseous. To keep from falling over you decide to lay down upon the cool floor.
The costume seems to continue tightening around you, almost as if it’s melding into your own skin. You close your eyes, telling yourself it’s all in your head. Moments later you lose consciousness.
Illustrated by KaeAskavi
Written by ShatteredBeginnings on 04 January 2016
Open Your Eyes