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Chapter 4 by Coy-toy Coy-toy

Which door, if any, do you choose?

Puppy door

After waiting a minute or so to see if there will be consequences for not choosing, your impatient nature gets the better of you. You try and think of potential consequences of each door... the dress one may be dolls? You are easily creeped out and couldn’t handle that. The bunny could be prey related, or breeding... neither sounds pleasant. As for the dog, if it is figurative maybe a test of loyalty, which may not be so bad, and if it is literal you always got along with dogs.

Deciding to go with it, you open the dog bone door and walk through. The door slams shut behind you with a whiff, sounding like each room is pressurized. Whoever built this place certainly had deep pockets... which eliminates some scenarios from your mind but adds some fresh terrifying ones.

The next room seems abit too simple. The room is a decent size, maybe 20 square yards, all white with a slightly gray grid pattern on all surfaces. Even the back of the door you entered seems to disappear in this pattern. Next to you is a small glass table with what looks like a rubber dog collar, and a note.

“Put on the collar, and your trial will begin.”

Well that was direct. At least there were no warnings this time, but you really don’t want to follow these instructions blindly. You pick up the surprisingly heavy collar and look closer.

Besides it’s unusual heft, it doesn’t look remarkable. It is a simple flat rubbery loop, currently open with metal ends. It seems it closes by the flat metal end in one side sliding into an opening on the other.

You look around and see nothing else noteworthy at all... perhaps the only way forward is to play these games, atleast got now...

Do you put the collar on?

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