“Aaaah!!! A person! For real?!???”
Day 1.
I'm going to try writing something down. Since my only belongings are this notebook and a ballpoint pen I had shoved in my pocket. Just to kill some time...
To explain, this place is entirely white. To the point where the boundary between the walls and the floor is unclear. I'm guessing it's a massive space with massive lights turned on full blast?
Day 2.
I woke up after a nap and a bed had appeared! Shouldn't they have made this a bit sooner?
It's only been two days, but I've already cleared the thought that my kidnapper might be human from my head. I wondered where the end of this space was and walked straight in one direction... but I never reached the 'end' before my calves started to throb.
If not human... then an alien? The only thing I can imagine capable of realistically creating this bloated space is something with a green head and two antennae sticking out.
I'm reminded of an SF thriller movie I saw once. The scene where someone is impregnated with an alien baby—and the alien junior rips through the stomach and pops out—ah. Forget it, I just wish they'd feed me!
Day 3.
A feeding hole appeared! It's structured like an elevator, but the passage is so small that it's impossible for someone of my size to crawl up.
The food was delicious.
Day 4.
Bored.
Day 5. (The page is covered in scribbles.)
Day 6.
Is it day or night right now? The least you could do is turn off the lights when I'm sleeping. You fucker.
Day 50.
What did I do so wrong? I might not have lived like a saint, but I never did anything truly terrible, did I?
Day 51.
If I break the furniture, it's restored the next day—no, more accurately, while I'm asleep.
Day 87.
Fuck please just get me out of here what did I do wrong??? At least show your goddamn face! If you want something just say it with your mouth!!! Fuck who do you think you are kidnapping and caging a civilian like livestock? Is this the Truman Show? Is that it? Is it ending soon? Is there even an end? Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck (The rest of the page is torn off.)
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Day 217. Today's tea was excellent! Jake is very satisfied as well. It's just that Marquis Caron went and snatched the fork away—ah, those two just can't stop fighting whenever their eyes meet.
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Day 69.
Hm?
Day 70.
Oh, that's a nice tie.
Day 1937463828199. (A drawing of a rabbit—Jake—and a cat—Marquis Caron—holding a giant birthday cake.)
Day 999.
The room looks different. Did the furniture layout change? Hmm. It feels a bit more antique. Ah! Right. That was it. You changed your hair color today, didn't you? It really suits you. Eh? It's not that? My bad.
Day 1000.
A person fell from above.
Mission Room: A room you cannot leave unless you complete a mission. Usually requires one companion, but due to a system error, Aaron was trapped alone for 1000 days.
Age 21 (before confinement) -> Age 23 (current)
A man who was trapped alone in the Mission Room for 1000 days.
As you can see, he is a bit—no, very—insane.
Before being trapped, he was an ordinary university student at Cambridge.
Aaaah!!! A person! For real?!???
Release Date 2026.08.01 / Last Updated 2026.09.21