Ignore it
However, as you are looking around, wondering what is happening and why such a mechanism is presented to you, some strange noises comes back to haunt you. Although it isn't a threatening noise, it is still something you have to investigate, for it could change the course of your fate; it will be quite unfortunate that you would end up in a strange situation because you didn't care about such a small detail, after all...
But as you turn around, a foul smelling gas starts to fill the room; perhaps it was foolish to ignore this mechanism, but what can you do about it now? It is too late to do anything to stop it; even if you wanted to destroy the machine in question, there would be little that it would accomplish, in the end.
The gas is in the atmosphere of the room, mixing with the air; destroying the injector would lead to nothing else then mere satisfaction, for the damage is already done. The effects could wreck your system at any moment, but since you have no idea when it would begin, there was still time to wander around pondering what was about to happen to you...
Your head is light, as if oxygen was getting rare; perhaps this was a side effect of the substance that was leaked in the room, or just your imagination playing tricks on you. After all, the power of the mind can not be underestimated, especially in such a situation, where everything was designed to give it more power.
Fear is a powerful foe, enough to distort the reality that surrounded you; this isn't the time to give in to the illusions that it could create, even if they seemed comforting and close to the reality you were experiencing.
Unfortunately, as you are pondering the course of action that is the best to follow, your legs start to feel numb and heavy, as if the substance that infiltrated your lungs was a powerful drug. Your mind is racing, trying to find a way to fight the decline of your capacities, but no solution seems to present itself to you; it seems the only thing you can do is to accept it and let it fulfill its purpose...
What was going to happen now? Will this be the end of your story? Will someone remember you, or would your name fade in a dark corner of time, forgotten for the passage of the seasons, until it would only be a shadow?
The darkness surrounds you, as your last thoughts are trying to figure out what was happening in this place; why did you have to get here in the first place was beyond your comprehension, but it is too late now...
Written by zanian on 31 October 2015