This is the first chapter of my science-fiction story 'Hallways', and right now the only one I've written. I figured it would be neat to post it on Newgrounds, with some minor changes, to see the reaction. If it's positive, WELL! I'll just have to write another chapter and put it on here.
EDIT: After submitting Hallways: Chapter Two, I decided to clean this one up. Now the paragraphs look tidier.
NOTE: The author's name here is Ackris Larkiln. That is because it is my pen name, and I don't feel like changing it for here should I ever become famous under it. I hope you enjoy!
HALLWAYS
by Ackris Larkiln
Chapter One
Andrew Werdna woke up. He got out of his bed, opened his bedroom door, walked into the hallway, closed his bedroom door, walked down the hallway past several doors, turned left at a corner, walked down that hallway past several more doors, climbed a ladder at the end, opened a door in front of him, and stepped inside.
He was in a room. The room had words painted. The words in the room were painted on the walls. The room had four walls with the words. The walls were white on the black words. The words were black on the white walls. The words were in order. The words would be read.
Andrew wearily wread the words on the walls. They wread:
YOU ARE IN A ROOM WITH FOUR WHITE WALLS WITH BLACK WORDS PAINTED ON THEM TO BE READ IN ORDER.
COME BACK HERE TOMORROW.
After reading this, the floor opened up and Andrew fell through. Fans kept him in the air from below until a pressurized tube focused on him and sucked him all the way back to the ceiling of his room where he landed on the bed.
The bed rose and fell to adjust Andrew's body into a sleeping position he evidently preferred. A thick comforter slid over him from the foot of the bed. Glass barriers were raised to contain him.
When Andrew was asleep, his body was scanned over by robotic appendages extending from the sides of the bed to check for physical irregularities. If any were present, measures would be taken to eliminate them. A shell was placed on his forehead to monitor his thought frequencies. Following a pattern in this, the hallways moved outside the room into a new configuration. If Andrew were to arrive at the same room again the next time, their prediction would be correct and the experiment would continue. If not, they would adjust the programming of the shell or look into other possible variables affecting his thought.
This had been continuing indefinately without error. Tubes were stuck into his arms to supply him with necessary nourishment, and his urine and internal waste products were collected. He had long since been castrated to preserve his body at its boyish state. Andrew had lost all recall of any of his past, and could not think consciously.
The driving factor in all this was a soft male voice repeating in his room as he slept,
YOU ARE IN A MAZE, ANDREW WERDNA.
GET OUT, GET OUT.
To be continued...
Subzero2213
Hmmp. Okay to me.
Viewtiful-Chris (Updated )
DAMNED! The freaking paragraph spacing dissappeared. At least the space at the end of the lines should guide you in when paragraphs end. I need to fix that.
EDIT: DONE! I do wish I could make them look like actual paragraphs on paper, but spacing them out works too!