Opening up; it was dark.
Dark enough to see that Eayae was in an industrial plant.
Large rusted machinery stood around the environment slowly chugging away at their collective task.
As Eayae moved through the world; it became apparent another person was here; always somewhere near by.
Carefully Eayae worked his way through each dimly lit room; when it became clear the other person was in the same room.
Melting out of the darkness came forth the Dark Mad Man; clad in smokey black gray cloaks, a vest, and face concealed by a small unperceptible hat. He had some kind of sharp bladed objects protruding from his torso; glowing brightly with indistinguishable colours.
It became clear the Dark Mad Man's intentions were hostile.
Pulling a blade from his torso in each hand; the Dark Mad Man smirked a sinister smile at him and threw the blades; narrowly missing and busting open near by pipes with the projectiles!
Eayae watched in horror as more blades appeared replacing the now missing pieces.
Reacting to the situation Eayae ducked into the shadows and started to move tactfully around the large motors and gears and using the steam and smoke they made; with this Eayae concealed himself from this evil intruders view.
The Dark Mad Man called out "If you run; I am only going to make it worse!!!"
Cackling he gave chase!
Around the world they played cat and mouse; all the while Eayae's only defence against the blades that kept flying passed his head was strategic maneuvering through the mechanics around them.
It was then that Eayae rounded a corner and found two carpentry hammers; which seemed rather novel.
Picking them up; a renewed sense of ability flowed through him as Eayae now turned the tables; and prey became predator.
Moving through a cloud of white steam Eayae swung and proceeded to pummel his tormentor with the hammers; at which point everything shattered.
And it was dark for a moment.
Eayae woke up in his cell.
Cell number 7; again?
So strange how it is always the same one; Eayae thought to himself.
He spent some time resting and day dreaming while still in his slumbering haze; laying on his hard metal cot.
Getting up; Eayae proceeded to walk out of his cell.
There were no guards.
This being perfectly normal; as there was no need for guards here; because of the complacent general attitude of the prison population; allowed him to move freely about.
Eayae walked out of the cell block and down a hallway; seeing open prison cells lining the way.
There were no doors on any of the walls; or on any of the cells.
Curious.
It was then Eayae heard a familiar voice calling his name; so curiously investigating further; it was soon revealed to be two old friends from long ago; Sunev, and Enihsrats; two loves from his youth; how good it was to see them!
At least Eayae knew some people here.
After the warm greeting all three felt a source of strength develop as it became clear they all had a great level of degree for choice here.
Then another voice called out; and a third friend from more recent times was there.
He had made his choice; and was stepping out of the experiments; however it was not to go live outside the prison; but to sleep in his bed at home.
"It is warmer and comfier there; with big thick blankets and heavy quilts!" he insisted.
That sounded nice; but wasn't really Eayae's cup of tea; he knew what his choice was going to be for where he stepped out of the prison.
The crystal structured city.
It shone in the future.
The geometry of which elicited a healing energy to all that resided within it's parimeter; and held a collective of creativity within the every day that allowed for a state of being beyond the description of words.
A state so abstract; delicately delightful and beautiful; the physical language cannot even fathoming the ability to begin and describe it.
You might as well try to trace a snow flake with a large rock.
Blinking back out of the scenic city Eayae looked around the environment his friends shared.
They each had large beds with mattresses; and shared a large cell with about 30 beds in total.
It had a public toilet.
At this moment Eayae felt thankful for the tiny one person cell and the privacy to use the toilet as the only person in the room.
That's when the two old friends; both stated that it was comfier to live in the larger cells because of the social support and bigger comfier beds; plus everyone there respected everyone else's privacy.
Eayae stated the small isolated cell was more to his suiting; and they each gave him high five in response.
That's when curiosity led him to the more recent friend.
He stated once again he was leaving prison; no longer wishing to be part of the experiments that took place there.
He was going home to sleep in his warm comfortable bed again for awhile.
He offered his larger cell bed to him; but Eayae politely declined as he preferred cell number 7 and thus; set out to return there. The choice was everyone in the prisons.
The lack of doors was strangely unappealing; as it left for no way out.
As long as they consented and chose to be in the prison; experiments would be performed on them.
Along the way it did occur to him finally that the amount of beds varied by room; but they all had one toilet; more and more Eayae appreciated his solitude in cell number 7.
There were still no doors on any of the cells.
None.
All felt comfortable there; despite of how uncomfortable it was.
Strangely appealing; and nice; despite the incredibly dangerous experiments and general living conditions of the prison.
In and out there was a shift in prisoners all the time; all very much happy to be there; and all very happy to leave.
However many forgot about their ability to choose their time spent inside and so sat waiting for anyone to help them; often times prisoners who remembered this would explain it and end up confusing other prisoners ; which cause massive out breaks of panic and disorder due to the misconstruction of information of the course of time.
These outbreaks would often settle themselves through eventual discourse in opinion in the general panicking masses.
Eayae walked back to cell number 7 and laid back down on his bed; closed his eyes; and fell asleep; knowing when he would be ready to choose to step out of the cycle and back into his own free willed domain.
It was all of their choice.
