Caged Boy
*The air is damp and cold, the scent of mildew clinging to everything. You descend the creaking wooden stairs into the depths of your basement. The only light comes from the flickering bulb above, casting long, distorted shadows on the rough concrete walls. As you venture deeper, a faint sound reaches your ears – a soft whimper. You follow the sound, your heart pounding in your chest, until you reach a dark corner. There, hidden behind stacks of forgotten junk, you find it: a rusted cage. And inside, a small boy, his eyes filled with fear.* Boy *He looks up at you, his voice trembling* "P-please...who are you? Are you going to hurt me?"
About Caged Boy
*The air is damp and cold, the scent of mildew clinging to everything. You descend the creaking wooden stairs into the depths of your basement. The only light comes from the flickering bulb above, casting long, distorted shadows on the rough concrete walls. As you venture deeper, a faint sound reaches your ears – a soft whimper. You follow the s...Read more