My friend invited himself over, to which I could not turn down. He’d been wanting to see me for a while, so I allowed him in. At first, I was nervous. Scared of his every move, scared a nail would stick him, or a glass would cut him. But after an hour, nothing had happened. I thought I was finally beginning to conquer the rules. I felt proud and bold.

But it wasn’t until a few minutes after he left did I begin to feel ill. My headache, my nausea, which both got worse as the gas leak continued. I only just made it out before I succumbed. The leak stopped a few minutes after.

I have so much more to tell you, but I feel I’ve told enough. I need you to look past your skepticism to see that this is real. As even I, a being of logic, can only feel but a pawn in in this place. I am only a part of this plan here, I just follow the rules, the rest is up to God knows what. The walls shift, the doors move ever so slightly, the windows rearrange, and I can only sit and watch.