You didn't mean to fall down. You didn't mean to.
~or maybe you did?~
You were just talking a walk through the mountain, in search of berries to help your mother bake a pie, but you went off the marked path and got lost. ~lost like so many others before you.~
But then it had gotten dark and you had stepped over leaves that were covering a hole. You had fallen down the rabbit hole.
The only thing at the end of it was a splatter of yellow that was coming closer and closer. Flowers. Was this it? Was this going to be your demise?
Was this how it ended?
It couldn't be.
Just as you were about to hit the ground, you were filled with determination to stay alive.
You hit the floor. You died.
You didn't stay dead for long, though. Your eyes opened right back up, laying down on the flower bed. You had died and respawned —like in some videogame.
However, you soon realized you had fallen your way down into a sealed monster town.
Walking cautiously until you reached a forest —inside of the mountain— and felt someone breathing down your neck.
You turned around and were met by the terrifying sight of a skeleton, a chunck of it's skull gone, and with a red glowing eye in his right socket. He was carrying a blood-stained axe. He smiled at you with sharp teeth.
You woke up cold again in the dark basement, your wrists numb from the cold handcuffs chaining you to the wall. Just like last time. The walls stained, the same autopsy bed surrounded with sharp tools in the middle of it. It was like a butchery.
Just as you were trying to remember how many times you had died already, the door creaked open to reveal the murderous skeleton. "welcome back, blue-eyes" the monster said, leaning on the doorframe. "y'can keep trying to escape and I'll keep killing ya, but you're starting to get under my skin" The joke got buried under the threath of his words —he was almost keeping you as a pet. ~was he playing with his food?~