Karelia

A strange company with a strange-sounding name that I jokingly sent a job application to actually responded! Finally, I can start making huge stacks! Or so I thought...

The company assigned me the position of Field Agent, which is pretty weird considering that my work place would be a medium-sized skyscraper in the middle of Columbus, Ohio. Am I going to be working on the streets as some sort of living ad?

Well, today is finally the day I find out the truth about what being a "Field Agent" means. The manager gave me a flashlight, a small ration pack, and a weird brick-like phone, then told me to step into a suspicious old elevator... The last thing I heard them say was, "Gee, I hope your not one of those newbies who hates being lost."

And then it began...

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After descending for way too long, the elevator opens with a soft chime.

Yellow. That's the first thing I see.

Grimy yellow walls, musty yellow carpet, dingy yellow drop ceiling, flourescent yellow lights that seem to constantly hum-buzz and occasionally flicker... It's like looking at the back rooms of a dated retail outlet, warped and stretched into a Winchester Mystery House style labyrinth... Nonsensical angles... Random intersections and bits of architecture... Only broken up by the occasional pitch black shadows where the lights seem to be defunct.

"Nope."

I hit every button, trying to get the damn metal box to head back up.... But nothing works.

"Well... damn..."

I step out.

"Hello?"

And the elevator shuts behind me.