He captured and collected things And he put them in a shed He raised a proper family So he could tie them to a bed The creator had a mastertape But he left it in a cab I stared into the void tonight The best dream I ever had He worked himself into the ground And drove a spike into his head A voice said "Are you happy now?' Your sordid home is running red Pills and chloroform All the pages torn Mikael's eyes flickered open, his head pounding. A steady dripping sound reverberated around the room, growing louder with each drop, causing Mikael to wince as the pain pulsed through his head. His eyes darted around the room, taking in his surroundings. The room was bathed in a soft golden glow. Chairs were strewn all across the room, covered in a thick coat of dust. The room looked like it had once been used as a dining hall. Mikael stood up and wiped the drool from his chin, not quite sure where he was or why he was barefoot. A sense of impending doom pervaded the room's atmosphere. Something in here felt wrong, and Mikael didn't intend to stick around and find out what it was. Now if he could only find a way out of the room... And there it was. A door, calling to him, beckoning him towards it. Breathing a sigh of relief, Mikael walked towards the door. A sharp snap was the only warning he had before a jolt of electricity shot up his leg. Mikael jumped back, looking down at where his foot had just been. That was weird. What the fuck is going on in here? There was a slowly growing pool of water on the floor in front of him, but other than that nothing appeared out of sorts with the floor. He tried stepping forward again and was met with the same result. No matter what he tried, he couldn't get across the floor to the door without getting shocked. And what was more concerning was that the once faint dripping had now turned in to a pour. Water was starting to spread further and further in to the dining hall. He either needed to find a way out, or be trapped in the room until he was electrocuted. Oh, fuck this shit. Mikael took a deep breath, then began his charge across the electrified floor. Jolts of electricity shot through his legs, snaking their way up his body. With every agonizing step, Mikael slowed, the pain lancing through him. Only a couple more feet... With a final burst of energy, Mikael stepped through the doorway before collapsing. He lay there, writhing in agony, feet away from what would surely have been his death. When the pain finally stopped, Mikael stood, ready to continue. The hallway in front of him was cloaked in darkness, but it was the only way to go. Mikael started to limp down the dark hallway. Might as well try seeing if there's anybody else in here. "Hello?"