Behind the Screen ~ {Inanimate Insanity}

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Cover drawn by AAAAA1295 !!

There's a lot of things you don't know.

For one, you could be living in a cartoon with invisible cameras watching your every move! Aliens are probably watching your life while your're stuck inside their weird lil TV screens.

Two, what if there's an alternate version of you? There could literally be multiple versions of you, and you could never know. But that's just a theory. 

And finally, there's a room in Hotel OJ that supposedly no one can open. No one knows what's inside, including the manager himself.

Well, that's going to change... again. One very unlucky guy will figure out what's in the room.

Nickel grumbled as the elevator dinged, signaling his stop. He stepped out with a few others, who went to their own business. There were quite a few others on the lobby floor, eating, playing games, talking to each other... normal things. Nickel didn't go do any of that though, not because he rarely talked to anyone besides Baseball and Balloon- with occasionally Suitcase and Bot- but mostly because he had to go do something.

That something being a conversation with OJ. It wasn't really urgent to him, but his roommate suggested that he should talk to the manager about it. Nickel gave in, and now here he was, trying to find wherever the heck OJ was. The hotel was pretty big, and OJ could be anywhere.

OJ was actually in his office sorting through paperwork, but that's not important.

Nickel sighed, about to give up on his search- even though he barely looked anywhere. Nickel was pretty impatient, and he could always make up an excuse if he needed to.

Now all he had to do was go back to the room. That's easier said than done. As the small object was walking back, he passed by a door with a sign on it.

Unopened! Please don't enter! Not like you can anyways...

Nickel rolled his eyes. Right... this room. He remembered when he watched as Baseball  tried to open the door. His friend insisted that he could, but as usual, he couldn't open it. No one could. So, OJ probably left a sign there, partially to see if someone would get cocky and somehow figure out and magically open the door.

Well, Nickel was feeling pretty cocky today. He had never tried opening it before, since he found it a waste of time. But, here he was, knowing that even if it was a waste of time, it would still be sort of fun.

He reached up his leg to the doorknob and slowly twisted it. He didn't push it open- yet, it did with a loud creak.

Nickel froze as the door opened. He was completely dumb-founded. Was he the chosen one? Is he really that strong? The answer was yes, and no.

 He tried to peek inside to see if he could spot anything, but all he saw was complete darkness.

Oh well, it wouldn't hurt to see what's inside. There had to be something else in there. Nickel took a few steps in, gazing at his surroundings. Still darkness. He squinted his eyes, trying to see better, when the door suddenly closes behind him with an audible slam. Nickel jumped slightly, then looked behind him, only to realize that he couldn't see the door anymore.

Okay... creepy. Nickel felt a cold sweat dripping down him. He couldn't get out, so he decidee that he would have to keep walking. Just... keep walking.