[ WP ] Make a mundane moment WAY too over-dramatic .

The dark room stands still, alone, and cold. A door swings open to reveal the light of the outside world. No one knows what's out there. There's a loud click at the door that sends beams of electricity through cold glass and setting wires ablaze like an unstoppable inferno. Then the motors overhead are heard spinning, like an eternal torrent that never ceases. White enamel below, and whiter porcelain gleam in the yellow light. IT steps closer. Off of the soft furry wilderness outside and onto the white enamel. IT steps again. Next to the porcelain where the well is found. IT spins the giant boulders, and out from the sky God comes a hot waterfall. It seems the Sky God is appeased with IT. IT grabs the pink goo. and makes the pink goo vomit onto IT'S upper extremities. So strange looking, this creature is. How does it cope with all those moving parts? IT slaps IT'S parts together, making a wet slap with the pink goo. Maybe the pink goo has been punished? IT rubs against the pink goo, and white encircled pockets of air come out. IT has forced the air out of the pink goo. The pink goo is killed, another member from it's clan in their round home. IT then puts IT'S flesh in the well of the Sky God. Clearly he is blessed by the Sky God, and IT has ultimate power. The white air pockets disappear in the well. IT then takes the fur off of the wall, and IT rubs IT'S flesh with the fur. This is the final phase of IT'S Ritual when he is here. Sometimes with bigger furs, sometimes with smaller, and sometimes with white fur, on various parts of IT'S being. IT then leaves. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. An earthquake after every step of IT. Then IT makes the clicking sound again, and the sky fire leaves, and the motors stop making their torrential sound. IT then leaves, and back to darkness. We have survived another time. We do n't know why we're here, and we do n't know what our purpose here is. All we know is IT. 
 
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