"What What's that smell and why is it so cold." silver was in an unfamiliar room with very little light and an ominous odour lingering in the atmosphere. Silver attempts to stand but falls immediately into a pile of what he assumes dirt and then complains "Ughh what is this." He smells his hands as it is far too dark at the moment assuming it is still night at home but he quickly realises what it was that he fell in shit but he doesn't have time to worry about that the door to wherever he is opens and a large bulbous man walks through the door. In the faint room you can see him wearing a mask and dragging something behind him you go to walk closer trying to figure out what is going on attempting to stand but once again unable to.
"Sir where am I" whimpers Silvers the man looks at him not saying a word then walks further into the room as he walks past you see him dragging another child bruised and battered. he drags the child to a table at the end of the room and places them on there you try to move closer and realising you can't stand you decide to look at your legs and your able to make out your heels have been cut. Starting to panic you start screaming at the man "What is happening where am I, who are you" the man with the child on the table barely conscious laughs "Mumma said she found new playmates, are you my new playmate!" he grabbed what looked like a knife and started skinning the child I could hear her scream then there was rustling from the corner and behind me more children looking like their soul was no longer there. they started hurriedly crawling towards the table the man sat at attempting to drink the blood that poured off the table the man watched and laughed at them, then his smile disappeared "What are you doing! This is my toy if you don't want to die Scram!" the children scurried away back to the dark confines of the room.
After a while the man left the room the child twitching and sobbing on the table, the other children emerged trying to grab at the dying child on the table but its just out of reach, drinking the blood that was pooling around the legs of the table instead. there where about eight of us in total most of them were to sick to even call alive but there was one that didn't have a name that wasn't as dirty and instead crawled to me and not the table with the others, I stumbled back in fear screeching "STAY AWAY! I'm not food!" the boy smiled and handed me a few bugs "Eat its this or turn into them." I hesitantly took the food and asked "My feet they're cut but they don't hurt why's that?" the kid shrugged "I don't know, but I've been her for a while now and they don't seem to come to this room much, unless it for that fat guy to come play with his toys." I look around the room and the faint light from the cracks in the door slightly illuminate the place its covered in blood and the lifeless husks of the others. "where are we" the boy stared and then looked at the door as if checking to see if that man was still there. "that man before calls it his playroom and the lady brought you here." Bang!! the door slams open the man is back and seems furious he walks to where me and the boy are and grabs him by the arm and drags him out the door, he pulls it shut as he is stomping away the door slams behind him. As the stomps slowly disappear the door slowly creaks back open not wanting to become the next victim of this room I crawl over and see a set of stairs leading to a rusted iron door covered in blood.