Later afternoon i went out of the club and needed a toilett quickly. Since i couldnt find anything, i just went around the block. It was full of dirt and an old homeless man was sitting on the street.
I walked further and found the toiletts.
„KEEP IT CLEAN“ – Was standing there.. Not thinking too much, i went straight in but the old man suddenly stood behind me and grabbed my shoulder. His hand was cold and he said „Keep it clean and youre safe!“
Are you threatening me old man ? – i responded quite pissed. And he just left.
I went inside and the room was …really clean.
I looked at the window, scratching my face and took a piss. It all didnt went inside the toilett but who cares. Washed my hands afterwards and through the paper to the trash can but it went outside. I didnt bothered putting it back in.
I looked again in the mirror, smiled and went outside…
The door was locked? I dont remember locking it. Was it the old man? „Hey come on thats not funny, open the door!“ .. no answer. I looked around and noticed a piece of paper in front of the mirror .. „Keep it CLEAN!!!“
I took the paper and threw it to the trash can while i backed up a bit and started kicking the door..
It wasnt moving an inch..
Damn it i was stuck in here.
Suddenly on the wall was written „KEEP IT CLEAN!.!.!.“ again but this time the temperature inside the room was rising… or was i imaginating things? It was really getting seriously hot inside the room. I tried splashing water in my face but there was no more water coming out, instead it was black dirty. Ive panicked but not because of the water coming from the sink, but from the sudden dirt and shit coming out of the toilett and covering the floor in a really bad smell, including my shoes.
I was trying to open the door but it didnt worked at all… the shit was still rising .. „FUUUCK .. What do i do, call the police because someone closed me in?“
I tried calling the cops but my phone wasnt working either ? What the fuck was this room ?
The shit was coming and coming and the smell was insane but what was i going to do? It was already at my knees and i wondered how it didnt sipped through the door.
„HELP HEEELP IM STUCK HERE!“ i yelled at the door, but no responses..
On the ceiling „WE TOLD YOU!“ and i was panicking. Did someone watched me ? This wasnt normal and the heat and smell was going up inside my lungs, i was going to pass out but i couldnt! How could i die like THIS?!
„HEEELP PLEASE IM SORRY IT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN“ …
The shit rising stopped .. Three holes appeared in the wall and i was expecting it to suck the room clear but… water started to drip fast. I thought i would die but.. i just passed out.
Now how am i standing here and telling you this when i was supposed to be dead ?
Well… that is simple, i remember i was heavily drunk and i slipped while opening the toilett door. My head crashed against the metal trash can and i went sleeping until someone found me laying on the floor, swimming in a pool of blood. The guy called the police and an ambulance because he thought i was dead…
And now.. well .. gotta go work because i got quite a medical bill to take care of.
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