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You open the door, and see a staircase leading downwards. Might as well go down, maybe you'll find someone? As you go down you notice the basement is absolutly dark, no light whatsoever. You go in deeper and deeper and reach the bottom, or what feels like the bottom.. You walk around for a bit in complete darkness unable to see anything. You try to find a switch but as you pat the walls, it feels off.. it's.. squishy and has weird features and.. it's warm.. come to think of it, the floor also felt a bit squishy and strange.. maybe leaving would be a bright idea.. As you turn around, you can't see anything! Did you even turn around?
In a panic you start running shouting for help but no one can help you here. You trip and land face first unto the floor.. It feels squishy and weird, as you get up you press your hands on the floor and pat at it trying to figure out what it is.. as you do.. you feel it's.. it's like a face?! You jolt back up, incredibly worried and disgusted. Suddenly, chanting.. It's coming from all sides! As the chant progresses you feel immense pressure upon your body as you are crushed into the floor, your face facing outwards.. You have become one with the floor, the floor of all past victims.
A few hours? Days? Weeks? You aren't sure anymore but time has passed and you hear someone approaching.. maybe they can save you? As they get closer you try to scream.. but nothing comes out, your body is completly flat and unable to make a single sound. They run past, stepping on your body, followed by your face. Not much later the chanting starts up again and then silence.. It happens over and over again.. Eventually some victims ending up squashed on top of you..