Dilemma

I landed on a room just after the last staircase. I gazed around and above too. It was an old looking room with worn out paints. The lighting was dull and kept flickering on and off. I trembled even more. At the corner of the room, was an open ramshackle door that kept swinging and screeching.

'Should I go?' I asked myself. 'Maybe that's the place that they have kept Baron.' I thought to myself. I looked around for something I could use as a weapon. On my far left, was a black iron bar on the dirty floor. I picked it up and held it tightly on my left arm as I started walking towards the swinging door. Just before I kicked the door open, I stood for a while as I meditated of what would happen to me. However, I motivated myself and pushed the door open.

'Oh my god!' I screamed soo loudly and covered my mouth with both my palms dropping all the weapons I had carried on the ground. Immediately, my urine sphincter opened up and I could not help rather than feel my insides becoming wet and my brown thighs acting as a pathway for the boluses of urine to pass on. I almost pooped but thanks to my body mechanisms, my sphincter was too strong to hold onto. I stood there perplexed wondering what to do next. In front of me was a metallic table, beautified with bloodstains, which had chains on all the four corners. At the right corner, was something that looked like a bathtub that had been filled with blood. Next to the bathtub was a fridge whose white color had faded to allow the red color dominate its outsides.

I kept moving my head watching the items before me. On my left was a bottle full of necklaces, braces, wedding rings and other jewelries.

'Maybe these people were killed and their jewelry taken' I thought to myself. I looked around and behind myself, there was total silence. Only the fluorescent tubes made noises as it flickered severally. I got hold of my bone again. This time round, I increased the grip on my hand. I walked slowly towards the fridge and with no hesitation, I opened it.

'Holy Cow!'

I was perplexed and transfixed to the ground. My hairs (all hair) stood on ends as I tried in dire need to interpret what that was flowing from the fridge. Just then, someone gripped my mouth. I tried to remove the bold hand but I could not, it was too strong. The person put some wet cloth on my nose such that I could not be able to breath. It had been drugged. I could feel myself behaving and visualizing blur figures gradually. I felt myself becoming weaker and weaker. After about 1 minute, I lost myself.