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"Well this is some complete bulls**t"
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I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. "How weird..." I thought to myself as I was instantly met with surprise and terror at the sight of few dozen corpses laying around me in what appeared to be a dungeon. Across from me on a wall was a chalkboard with the sentence "Congratulations on being the only survivor" written in blood. It was somewhat difficult to discern given the lighting this room had to offer and the blood being on the black of a chalkboard. After scrambling to my feet I noticed to my right a piece of parchment attached to a potion. Reading the parchment made everything become clear to me. I wasn't on earth anymore, let alone the universe I was native to. This place was something else entirely and my signature next to a list of terms and agreements was proof I had agreed to being a human guinea pig for a race of Interdimensional zoologists who had just finished setting up their earth themed human exhibit. Apparently the position they had available was highly sought after and thus there had been a fight to the death in order to determine who would complete the exhibit. The potion was an unknown substance that granted immortality so that I could be the human zoo attraction for eternity. A number '1111' next to 'competition round' implied I had participated in that many encounters with other participants to fight to the death. My total kill count was written underneath along with my identification number. Apparently I had killed 369 other humans and I was identified by the number 42. I looked back at the knife. It was formed of a metallic substance I had no knowledge of. I tried to feel the blade which led to it turning into a pile of mush leaving me holding a bladeless hilt. This was just too crazy to believe. So crazy that I felt I may still be asleep. As I started attempting to prove I may be asleep the walls around me fell down revealing cages with creatures of all different shapes, colors, and sizes looking at me and speaking in various languages I couldn't understand. There was a clock on a pedestal next to my left side that read 3:14. "How did this all come about?" I wondered. "Hey look over here!!" someone called out loud in perfect English from among the crowd. I looked over to see my best friend next to the cage grinning wide with an evil look in his eyes. "Thank you for making me very wealthy, it took months to get your handwriting perfect. Anyways Ive got a planet with my name on it, enjoy your eternity in this cage rotting away forever hahahaha!!" He said as he smugly turned his back towards me and walked into the crowd away from my line of sight. "Well this is some complete bulls**t" I said as camera like objects started flashing from among the crowd, who then erupted in laughter while pointing at me. That's when I looked down and noticed I wasn't wearing any pants or underwear.
I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. "How weird..." I thought to myself as I was instantly met with surprise and terror at the sight of few dozen corpses laying around me in what appeared to be a dungeon. Across from me on a wall was a chalkboard with the sentence "Congratulations on being the only survivor" written in blood. It was somewhat difficult to discern given the lighting this room had to offer and the blood being on the black of a chalkboard. After scrambling to my feet I noticed to my right a piece of parchment attached to a potion. Reading the parchment made everything become clear to me. I wasn't on earth anymore, let alone the universe I was native to. This place was something else entirely and my signature next to a list of terms and agreements was proof I had agreed to being a human guinea pig for a race of Interdimensional zoologists who had just finished setting up their earth themed human exhibit. Apparently the position they had available was highly sought after and thus there had been a fight to the death in order to determine who would complete the exhibit. The potion was an unknown substance that granted immortality so that I could be the human zoo attraction for eternity. A number '1111' next to 'competition round' implied I had participated in that many encounters with other participants to fight to the death. My total kill count was written underneath along with my identification number. Apparently I had killed 369 other humans and I was identified by the number 42. I looked back at the knife. It was formed of a metallic substance I had no knowledge of. I tried to feel the blade which led to it turning into a pile of mush leaving me holding a bladeless hilt. This was just too crazy to believe. So crazy that I felt I may still be asleep. As I started attempting to prove I may be asleep the walls around me fell down revealing cages with creatures of all different shapes, colors, and sizes looking at me and speaking in various languages I couldn't understand. There was a clock on a pedestal next to my left side that read 3:14. "How did this all come about?" I wondered. "Hey look over here!!" someone called out loud in perfect English from among the crowd. I looked over to see my best friend next to the cage grinning wide with an evil look in his eyes. "Thank you for making me very wealthy, it took months to get your handwriting perfect. Anyways Ive got a planet with my name on it, enjoy your eternity in this cage rotting away forever hahahaha!!" He said as he smugly turned his back towards me and walked into the crowd away from my line of sight. "Well this is some complete bulls**t" I said as camera like objects started flashing from among the crowd, who then erupted in laughter while pointing at me. That's when I looked down and noticed I wasn't wearing any pants or underwear.
