tower of trepidation

Life is never as simple as you make it out to be. One minute you are partying with pretty girls on a boat and the next you are waking up in a dark tower in a room that has nothing but a bed and some food that has been half eaten by some mice or rats. Luckily I had my backpack which included a computer, so in order to keep my sanity I decided to start up this blog.

There's a door here but its locked and even kicking it doesn't help. The only thing I've noticed is some stairs. I went up to the first floor in hopes that perhaps there'd be someone that could help me as I was panicking at this point.

It was then that I saw it, it was a being in a plague doctor outfit wielding what appeared to be a scythe. The scythe's metal was blood red and the entire thing was larger than any weapon I'd ever seen. 

It came towards me, the air became heavy all the sudden and I just felt like I was suffocating. It then cut me.

Repeatedly 

Every cut I could feel. My organs ripping to shreds slowly over and over.

It wasn't until I passed out that I was released from this pain.

But then I woke up in the bed on the ground floor again.

Wait...

I think I hear someone!