Windowless Trapped

            Jerry woke up and looked around.  How did he get into this room with no windows or doors? Why did his head hurt? Surely the two were related, but did anything have something to do with the intense whiteness of the walls and floor? It was too early to tell.

            “On that note, what time is it?” Jerry asked no one in particular. He hoped someone would hear him.  What did soundproof walls look like, again? He thought these looked kind of like the walls of a trailer a few of his friends lived in, but he wasn’t sure.  Either way, it couldn’t hurt to have someone out there possibly hear him. Maybe there was a way in/out that he couldn’t see.

            The more he looked at the ceiling, the more it didn’t look right. What was up there? It wasn’t the same oppressive white that covered the walls and floor, but rather a weird kind of blue that could be seen as white if you screwed up your eyes and looked at it really hard.  This even sounded weird to Jerry, but he felt that what he was looking at wasn’t really a ceiling. He couldn’t tell what it was, if not a ceiling, but the whole surface just seemed off to him.

            “Hey!!” Jerry yelled, not sure what else to do. There wasn’t much of anything else to do, maybe someone was watching to see how he reacted.

            Sure enough, a slot in the wall to Jerry’s right opened up, and a pair of beady eyes stared at him through it. They eyes looked at him, winked, and disappeared.  A black marker was pushed through the slot, which then closed back up, leaving Jerry very disappointed.  He sat down, considered his options, and finally decided what to do.

            With a resolute sigh, he walked over to the wall, picked up the marker, and played game after game of tic-tak-toe with himself.  X’s and O’s gradually morphed into 3’s and 7’s, then pacmen and nail guns.  As he went on, the tic-tak-toe boards started weaving into each other, reminding Jerry of zebras.  He wondered if zebras ever played tic-tak-toe, but became distracted when he realized that he had beaten himself, yet again, at this infernal game.