The paddedcolour padded rooms walls has paintings of clowns on them
>passes out
A voice shouts into the padded room: "Oh for christ's sake, I just saved you like a day ago."
"Try not to be such a screw up this time."
...
You are in your bed, and your room is pitch black. You have a lamp on the left side of your bed on top of a small desk, might be smart to turn that on.
> definitely don't get the laptop or turn on the lamp. You remember that those both turned out horribly.
What a stupid action to think about doing. You have an exsitential crisis about the meaning of action vs non-action. This kills enough time to let the light come in the blinds. You can see without hitting the lightswitch.
>Carefully remove obstacles in path and go downstairs.
You reach the table downstairs and begin working on your art project, due to Ms. Kunstfrau and her weirdly colored wig tomorrow. The table has everything you need already laid out. Well, everything but creativity.
> do art
You wake up in a sweat, screaming wordlessly. Your brother rushes into your room and flips the lightswitch. Surprisingly, nothing goes wrong this time.
>look around
Even though you laugh at yourself for considering the thought of turning on the radio to see what will happen with the groundhog, you do it anyway. After twisting the knob on your radio to turn it on, solid metal slams down on the windows -- you can see nothing but solid darkness. Darkness......Then you hear a voice over an intercom.
>listen