Novel & Cerita Invincible White Room

“see, it’s perfectly fine.” the room was covered in white, just like every little thing in his place, is white. there was a stiff white bed frame with white sheets. white tiles were on the floor underneath the pure white walls, which were below the matching pure white ceiling that held the blinding light. i wanted that light removed too, along with that camera that monitored my every move, which was bolted to the corner of the ceiling. then there was the door that was made out of one hundred percent silver which was eight inches thick, it matched the bars on my small window that was next to the bed.

A distraction from the real threat in their midst. The bright white walls, white bench, white powder coated bars, white floor, is almost blinding. I had considered a white room myself, it can be a good tool to break a person if used properly. However, my proclivities often lead to the spilling of blood, and a claret and white room doesn’t have quite the same effect.

We stopped in front of a sleek and metallic room with solar panels and a large Glass window, the door was opened with a biometric passcode only Kim knew and as we walked in surveillance cameras were displayed around the room. Kim gestured to it with a smile. "Here you are, Miss White. This is the production factory." She turned to me. "And Mason, we'll set up your office in the adjoining room. It'll be ready by tomorrow." Emily took a step inside, inspecting the room with a critical eye. Satisfied, she turned to Kim, giving her a brief nod. "Thank you for the help, Kim, I appreciate it." Kim's gaze shifted to me, and she gave me a playful wink before leaving. "Welcome to White Nova Roboti

You have to go alone, no couples allowed and the lights are off you can’t see shit once you’re inside, you are blindfolded and from then on you can end up in a fucking gang bang, or be fucked just by one person, the sky is the fucking limit. The white room is dedicated to couples, only one couple at a time, and they have all the privacy they desire. There’s a curtain and they can close it if they want, but if they want some people watching, they just leave it open and the green light above the window will flash while people are inside.

' I ask. 'Yes, actually an accomodation for any and everyone. Irrespective if the race, origin, gender, colour and appearance. The only thing that is terribly not encouraged here is an evil mindset' explains Mr. White 'Feel yourself at home' saying so he opens the door that held a number plate 107 to an unoccupied room with two beds. 'Thank you' says Jessica before closing the door behind us. The room is painted with greenish blue and occasional flowery patterns. Its spacious enough for a free residence. It has a sofy mattress and a rectangular bedside table connecting our beds, that held a flask, glasses and a bowl of chocolates.

“This isn't the floor my mother was staying on.” The nurse smiled again. “No, Miss Oxford.” Something about that smile made Marilyn suspicious. “Your mother's room has been upgraded.” “Upgraded?” “Yes.” The nurse pressed another button. “To one of our VIP recovery suites.” Marilyn stared. “What?” “I assumed you already knew.” Marilyn didn't answer. Because she didn't. The elevator doors opened. The floor they stepped onto looked nothing like the rest of the hospital. Everything was different here. More luxurious. More exclusive.

Isaac followed the hospital director through the eighth floor's blue and white halls, where an eerie chill hung in the air, an indistinct quietness prevailed, and a subtle hint of lavender struggled to emerge from the overpowering antiseptic scent. They stopped in front of a steel door, and the director used his ID to allow them access. The white room was padded and had only a single bed against the far wall, a cabinet at an angle, and a TV hung on the wall.

I take it and we leave for the VR-room. The room is as large as a gymnasium. It must take up at least three stories of the ship. The room is completely empty with white walls and ceiling and dark grey floor. Directly to the left of the entrance is a panel that Lazarus starts to click on. I wonder why the room has to be so spacious.

he asks again looking between her and White. "Tonight you tell me stories, tomorrow we play, and eat ice cream." Kiah replied her eyes glinting with hope, her voice sounding cheerily. "Okay, deal. But I first need to talk to your daddy, then I'll come get you, okay?" Lucas asked putting her down whilst finally someone noticed i was i the room. "June?" White called out signaling me to come and take Kiah. "Wait in the next room." he said dismissively signaling to the door in this office room.