[ WP ] Three men wake up and find themselves locked in a room , they each have a secret . If shared , they can secure the escape of one of the men .

I woke up in a dark, cramped room. There was nothing around. No tables, no chairs, no windows. And no doors. I felt the press of warm flesh against my cheeks, another against my legs. And something felt heavy, so very, very heavy. 
 
 `` Hello?'' I said. There was no response, just a muffled grunt. 
 
 `` Sorry man'' I moved my legs out of this man's mouth. Something was so heavy, so very heavy above me. My cheek was pressed against the cold floor, a warm piece of flesh was on top of... 
 
 `` There's a sign here!'' The voice came from up above, a deep voice of a male. 
 
 `` What, who is that?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Never mind that, there's a sign and it says...'' the Up's voice faded away into silence. I heard a whimper. I could feel Down breathing a bit heavier, undoubtedly thinking of the worst. 
 
 `` Well, what the hell is going on?'' 
 
 Up started again quietly. ``... it says we all have a deep secret, that's why we are here. And it says if share our secret then we free... `` 
 
 Down cut in before Up could finish. `` So that's it? We just say a secret and we're out of here? Well, hell. I got a dwarf fetish. There. Let's go!'' 
 
 `` No, if we ALL share our secret one of us will be let go. And we have to vote on who.'' 
 
 The room fell silent, all of us in deep thought. It was like a scene out of a movie, like there was some perverted sadist watching us through a screen and waiting for our answers. As if. If he wanted the worst secret that we possess he can have them. I ca n't leave... her... all alone in the world. 
 
 `` it also says we have one hour to share and vote.'' A soft, somber voice. 
 
 `` Well then let's get the fuck on with it. I'll go first. I killed a man, a woman, and their bastard children in cold blood. And I loved it. That sweet, sweet smell of cold blood. Just glistening on the sidewalk, the moon shining on the family pet as it howled in agony. The police chase and the panic of the crowd, I felt like I was 20 again.'' 
 
 Down was breathing heavier and heavier, I felt a bump develop against my leg. 
 
 `` For the first time in my life I was, I was...'' 
 
 His breath... it... 
 
 `` RELIEVED!'' There was a wet spot growing next my leg, Down's breathing became calmer and more relaxed. My foot felt sweaty, my leg sticky. I'm not voting for this guy. 
 
 It was Up's turn, I shoved him to go next. I was not ready, not yet. 
 
 `` I too killed a guy, but it was a crime of pass..'' 
 
 `` Oh, mine was certainly passionate'' Down cut in. 
 
 ``... passion. He was sleeping with my dog, my beautiful little bitch. He was sleeping with her, I walked in on the two making love on our double bed. She kept asking for more and more, moaning and groaning with the bed creaking. It was n't his fault, I know it was n't. My daughter is known as the Great Seducer, that little bitch will sex anyone she set her eye on. And I was fine with that until, until she made my partner impure. He has become vile in my eyes, nothing more than a common man. Our love disappeared, our lust for each other vanished. So I killed him while my daughter watched, I made her watch. He pleaded and begged for forgiveness but I knew he was n't at fault. He was too innocent, too fragile. But not anymore. I shot him dead. And my daughter smiled.'' 
 
 `` What the fuck kind of logic is that man?'' I've been tossed into a pit with the most vile of offenders, and yet they've accomplished more in life than I ever could. I knew I was worthless, a drain on society's coffers, a meaningless bag of meat occupying much wanted space in our Great City. 
 
 `` Middle. Go.'' Down was getting impatient, I could feel it. My leg was still sticky and the place rank of... 
 
 `` I am a successful physician with a wife and two kids, a pet and a great big house. And yet I feel miserable. I've tried to fill this void inside of me with everything from charitable works to working for evils that made headlines just last week. But my deepest secret, my only desire, is to leave this world and to have at last peace. I want to die but I ca n't kill myself. And so I vote to let Up go.'' 
 
 But whoever posted that sign and whoever dumped us in this whole was a sadist, a total miserable creature, a modern-day torturer. Before I knew what happened there was a quick pang, a sharp tear and I felt Down being ripped apart and Up being crushed with hardly a sound. 
 
 I awoke again in my bed, my leg still sticky but dry. My cheeks covered in blood and what smelled like burned flesh. And I still did n't die, I still did n't pass over to the next world. For the next forty centuries I was still doomed to act happy and jolly towards my wife, a role model of a father towards my children, and a master towards my reindeer. I was still expected to shout out a ho-ho-ho every ride through the wind, to check my naughty list, to hand out presents to children who may or may not deserve it. And to do all of this once a year in the middle of the light, preparing for the event for 364 days of the year... it was too much. I could not die and I could not find relief. 
 
 Life was cruel to me and I could do nothing about it.
