[ WP ] You wake up in a room . All that it contains is you and a lightbulb . There are no windows nor a door .

The confusion hits before anything else. Even before I get my senses back, I have a diffuse sense of confusion. The second thing to return is smell. I smell my own breath, a foul thing, and my sweat. There's also the scent of wet concrete. Now that I've smelled it I can feel it beneath me, solid, rough. 
 
 I wait for my vision to return only to realize it already has, there's just no light. I groan as I sit up, feeling my muscles ache. I search my pockets and body but there is nothing. No cellphone, no keys, no wallet, not even shoes. At least I have no injuries. 
 
 I stand up, disoriented. I take stumbling steps into the darkness, slowly. My foot brushes against something and I lose my balance, startled. On all fours I search for the object. Finally I find it. It's cold to the touch, smooth, like glass. At the bottom there's a ridged piece attached... it's a light bulb. I shudder thinking of what would have happened had I stepped on it. 
 
 I put it in my pocket and keep moving forward, on all fours this time, searching the floor. After only two meters I reach a wall. Following it I realize I'm in a square room, approximately 3x3 meters. I stand up again and search the walls. There is nothing. Even when I jump I ca n't reach the ceiling. 
 
 After the third round of searching I give up. I sit down in one of the corners. For a while I just sit there, thinking. Trying to remember what happened. Failing. 
 
 I take the light bulb from my pocket, caressing it with my fingers. Hoping it has some magical secret that can help me. 
 
 No windows. No doors. No way out. 
 
 The bulb does n't reveal its secrets if it has any. I stand up to search the room again, knocking the walls to see if there's a weak point. Nothing. 
 
 I sit down again, knuckles raw. I lick one. Blood. 
 
 I think about my family. My friends. Are they looking for me? Is the police involved? How long have I been missing? 
 
 Then. Am I missing? Do they think I'm fine, somehow? Does anyone know I'm gone? 
 
 Frustrated and scared I throw the light bulb at the wall. It does n't even give me the satisfaction from shattering, because it does n't shatter. There's only the noise when it hits the wall and bounces around. 
 
 I close my eyes. Defeated. Wondering why anyone would do this to me. Realizing it does n't matter. 
 
 I slide down to the floor back in the position I started and stare into the darkness.
