Revelation: A Study

Please, take a seat. Coffee or tea? Or would you prefer juice instead? Now, in this small room, which you voluntarily entered, has been provided with few things, but not all, that you will need for this study. As you can see, this room looks similarly to yours only with few changes I made.

First things first, we did not sign any contract or forms because like I said earlier, you volunteered yourself when you saw the advertisement I put up not long ago. With that said, there is not a fixed duration for this study. It could take months or even up to years depending on yourself. The force, is within your hands.

On the table placed in the middle of the room, there is an empty book for sketches, a book pure enough with no lines so there would be no restrictions available to compress your creativity and imagination. With it, comes a medium sized box full of stationeries. Pencils to start out your sketch, coloured pencils/crayons/watercolours to bring life into your sketches and pens/markers to outline them, to make them look more presentable.

By the side of your temporary bed, there is a phone with no numbers on for you to dial, only a button labelled "Call Her", 'her' refers to me. The only calls you will be having using the phone is with me because it has been designed to cut off the dial tone in case you try to call out an insider for help.

There is a laptop on your bed. Similar to the phone, the laptop has been configured to work connection and communication only with me. Yes, you are only going to spend your time with yours truly. 

Let's start!

Switch on the laptop and leave me a message, I will reply and we will get to know each other. You spill your beans on me and mine on you. When it is about time, your confidence and guts come along, you will pick up the phone and press the only button available. I will be on the other side, sounding friendly as ever or flirting my way to your heart. Which would you prefer? Which is the truth?

After every communication we have shared, you are to sketch me. Your thoughts on me, how would I look like based on the time we have spent together. The longer we were together, the better you know of me. Or so it suppose to be.

Remember, you have been provided with a lot of art tools for a simple creation of imagination. You can go wild or just stick to what seems right, what feels right. But what if right goes wrong?

When this study ends is up to you. Are you confident enough with your sketch/drawing/painting you have made of me? You desire to end the virtual fantasy and get back into reality. So you would present to me your creation but on that day itself, would be the last day of this study. You are to leave the premises once you have placed the masterpiece on the table in your room.

But spare 5 minutes before you go, would you. I shall swiftly reveal myself and you will have a spoonful of bitter chocolate to feed your hunger for clues. Am I a copy of your creation or am I the opposite of you imagination.

You do not have the privilege to speak to me anymore after this study has ended if you fail, which is determined by me. And if you pass, you ask? No one has ever.

Thank you for your participation and I hope you enjoyed the mere hospitality given. There is a garbage bin on the way out so you can dump your broken heart and soon to be hollow soul.

Goodbye.

"Put yo fingers in it paint me a picture of what you think

Make it beautiful and make it look like love

Make it hang from the heavens

Make it break my trust

Make it real, make it dangerous

Make it out of the rust and make it passionate and impossible to touch"