
The Belly Button Trap
By Jean

21 Nov, 2023

Bonnie woke up in a dimly lit room, her head pounding. She noticed a timer ticking down on the wall across from her, with a cryptic note underneath. It was the start of a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from.

The note read, "Survive through ten rooms, or pay with your life." A cold shiver ran down her spine. She had to act fast. The game was about to begin.

Each room was a labyrinth of deadly puzzles. She barely escaped the first few, her belly button unscathed. But the fear was creeping in, the dread of the unknown.

The fourth room was the toughest yet. A series of dials had to be turned in a specific order. She scrambled to find the right combination as time was running out.

With seconds to spare, Bonnie solved the puzzle. A wave of relief washed over her, but it was short-lived. She knew there were still many more challenges ahead.

The fifth room required her to remember a sequence of flashing lights. Her mind was a whirl of colors as she tried to recall the pattern. The timer was ruthlessly ticking away.

Bonnie's memory served her well. She moved on to the next room, her heart pounding in her chest. The tension was palpable. It was a game of survival she couldn't afford to lose.

Room six, seven, and eight passed in a blur. With each puzzle, she was pushed to her limits. Her belly button was still safe, but the fear was growing.

The ninth room was a maze of mirrors. Disoriented and confused, Bonnie stumbled around, trying to find her way. The timer was her constant, merciless companion.

She managed to escape just as the timer hit zero. Bonnie was on the brink of collapse, but she had made it to the final room. Her eyes darted around, looking for the last puzzle.

It was a complex code, a sequence of symbols she couldn't comprehend. Panic set in as she struggled to decipher it. The timer was ticking down relentlessly.

Bonnie tried every possible combination, but nothing seemed to work. The dread became a living entity in the room, seeping into her bones. She was running out of time.

The timer hit zero. Bonnie closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. She felt a sharp pain in her belly button. She had failed the final puzzle.

The room went dark. Bonnie sat there, the pain a constant reminder of her failure. The game was over. She had lost.

Bonnie's breath came out in ragged gasps. She clutched her belly button, the pain slowly subsiding. The deadly game had come to an end, but the horror of the experience would forever haunt her.