Toilet Nightmare
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears and I find myself in the restroom.
Yet, I have no memory of entering this restroom area.
I look at myself and realise I am wearing grey overalls.
There’s a mop and bucket in the room not too far.
I soon realise that I have been tasked with cleaning.
However, the door is missing and no exit is available.
I am forced to clean the bathroom all by myself.
As I clean, I see the bathroom gets dirtier and dirtier.
The bathroom soon looks like a Silent Hill type room.
Blood and dirt cover the walls, floors and the ceiling.
Thankfully, the phone’s alarm goes off and I wake up.
The End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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