The Game Monologue

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THE GAME That night the neighborhood was alive with music and lights, "that party would be talked about for a while" thought Jerome. Everything was perfect, he had the best costume, didn't feel sick, and he was pretty popular that night. Then it all went downhill, he was talking to his friend and didn't notice when a stranger walked by and put a pill in his drink. The next thing he knew he woke up locked inside an asylum, still dressed in his 80's themed costume(disco pants, sneakers, Afro and rainbow leg warmers). If you thought he could just go out the window, you thought wrong, 4 stories up inside a locked room. Knowing he could get out through the the door or the window he looked for another way out, finding a piece of paper with the words "lay on the bed and …show more content…

He was reluctant to do so but knowing he might get out he listened. As soon as he covered his face the door blew of the hinges and broke the window throwing glass everywhere. When he uncovered his eyes he saw nothing but smoke, after it cleared he could clearly see written on the wall outside "welcome to The Game". He thought this was all a nightmare trying to wake up he only ended up hurting himself from all of the pinches. After working his way through the hallways following the arrows, he got to the front door. He knew it would be locked but tried anyway and to his surprise it moved, but only an inch or so. Chained from the other side the door wouldn't come

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