The Maze: Part 1 Of Dreams and Nightmares

Lee awakens. The room he is in is not the one in which he went to sleep, nor is it a place he has seen before. His small cot sits as the lone white object in a room where the ceiling, floor, and walls are ebony black. There are windows in the room, but the outside of those windows seems to be just as dark as the inside, or perhaps they've been painted. It is hard to see if there is anything in the room that isn't the walls or windows, given that black objects don't stand out on a black background that well.
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Ryan awakens, but not where he went to sleep. Rather, he seems to be lying on a gigantic pink mushroom. One in a sea of mushrooms of all shapes and sizes. The sky above him is faintly orange with purple clouds and there seems to be a strange sound in the distance.
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HannaH wakes up. She has never seen this place before, and will never see it again once she leaves. Every surface in the almost spherical room is a mirror, each at a slight angle with the rest. Each reflects her, though her face in each is different. Some are happy. Some are scared. Some seem to bear the scars of a hard life. Eachis her reflection but none is her.
All three can feel the alien nature of the environment. Beyond that, each can feel a sensation of being watched, almost like some eldritch creature is gazing down at them curiously, studying and perhaps even observing.
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Ryan awakens, but not where he went to sleep. Rather, he seems to be lying on a gigantic pink mushroom. One in a sea of mushrooms of all shapes and sizes. The sky above him is faintly orange with purple clouds and there seems to be a strange sound in the distance.
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HannaH wakes up. She has never seen this place before, and will never see it again once she leaves. Every surface in the almost spherical room is a mirror, each at a slight angle with the rest. Each reflects her, though her face in each is different. Some are happy. Some are scared. Some seem to bear the scars of a hard life. Eachis her reflection but none is her.
All three can feel the alien nature of the environment. Beyond that, each can feel a sensation of being watched, almost like some eldritch creature is gazing down at them curiously, studying and perhaps even observing.