TRTC/JanitorEnd
From Create Your Own Story
The next thing you notice is that the purple things are still eating at you.
And then it spits you out. You are on all fours when you see Carl staring at you, as if expecting something.
"Well?"
"What do you mean?" you ask.
"What's in there?" he questions. "You've been inside for a couple minutes."
"A couple minutes?" But it felt like hours... "Um, I saw the life of Jake, the janitor."
"Who?"
You're confused. You are positive that it's his name. "Jake?"
"Dude, you mean Mark. If you're talking about the old janitor, he died last year from like, stress or something. Couldn't handle his life. You can tell since he's all dirty and smelly all the time."
You take a moment to gather what just happened. After a while, you can't help but shed a few tears from that revelation.
"Alright," the bully says. "Next one."
"What?"
"Next one," he points to the white portal. "Go, or I'll pound ya."
You don't understand how he has become your friend, but you think of following his demand anyway.
