5.5 ROOMS

About the Game

…This song just won’t leave my head.
Intrusive, pushing out every other thought.
So repetitive it makes me feel sick.

Am I still dreaming or not?
What time did I get home…
If I even made it back at all.

Damn, I can’t remember a thing.
Why is it so cold?

The pain’s starting. Is it in my head? My shoulder?
Ooh…

This isn’t a dream anymore.

Where am I?

My head’s pounding, my vision’s doubled, I’m naked and…
covered in blood…