12.1

He left the room with a huge cloud of smoke. I breathed in the polluted air because the smell was simply amazing to me. I took a deep breath and I remembered the first time I woke up in that room. At that time, I knew my life from that point only. The white room. I remembered her.

'if what they are saying is true than she was just an image.'

I was scared for a second but then I was confused as to why I was scared. I gulped the pill with some water and then walked out of the room. The clean corridor with a smell that felt familiar, was empty. I walked to the right with my instinct and turned around again. I simply hoping to land at the entrance of the creation room by chance. I didn't though. After rooming around for half an hour, I asked a person

"where is the creation room?"—me.

"uhh…yeah…straight and then left." ---person

I did as advised, went straight and then left. The entrance seemed like the huge sci-fi doors in sci-fi films. The door opened with a swift sound and I stepped inside. There was a huge screen in the front. It was laterally the whole wall, there were some smaller computers as well. Some spectacled guys were sitting there and drowned in the blue screens in front of them. I saw uncle standing to the right, his cigar was still lit. I smelled the fresh ash aroma. I wondered if I was a smoker before.

"this is the room where we control and create every single object in the gamesphere."—uncle.

"Gamesphere?"—me.

"yeah, that's what we call the place inside highnest."—uncle.

"wait do you want to tell me that the place I was in, is the same as this one?" ----me.

"no, I am afraid that is not true." –uncle.

"Then, where was I?" –me.

"you were in a new version of this game that you developed, and wanted to see if it worked properly." ---uncle.

"why would I need to do that?" –me.

"Well, let's just say that this new version was little bit too hardcore than any previous versions." –uncle.