Darkness. Void. Utter blackness. There is nothing here. Yet there is also, something? The shadows roil like waves of an ocean, twist like strands of a cloth, and wind around you like a fervently affectionate cat. You are nowhere. You are somewhere within the nowhere.

A voice reaches out to you- with pointed fingers, ruffling mailboxes, and ringing telephones.

[bold]Dark, darker, yet darker.[/bold]
[bold]Shadows cutting deeper.[/bold]
[bold]Photon readings negative?[/bold]
[bold]The next experiment is upon us.[/bold]
[bold]Are YOU there?[/bold]
[bold]Are we...[/bold]

[bold]Connected?[/bold]

It shakes something loose in the core of your being. Memories. An adventure through an underground cavern full of monsters, demons, and beasts. Some of them kindhearted, others malicious, all desiring an end to their imprisonment beneath a mountain.

You guided a human-
You commanded a puppet-
You were just a child-

It grates on your consciousness. But you can recall that, whatever you were, whatever you did, you were in that pit for a long, long time.

> Try to remember more. You can make no sound judgements without your mind.
> Who's there? What's going on? What's this "connection" crap?
> The past doesn't matter, now. Time to start again.
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Never used /qst/ before. Decided to rejigger some of my writing into a new experience for 4chan.
I'm very interested to see what you'll do compared to the last contestants.
Updates come when I'm free to write, but this IS the current brainrot, so-