Twisted Time Escape Rooms Novels & Stories

He opens it and gestures for me to enter first. I walk in and freeze. The room is huge, with dim lighting that makes everything feel intimate and dangerous. I see things I have only seen in hidden corners of the internet. A big wooden X against one wall with straps on it. Chains hang from the ceiling. A long bench with hooks and cuffs sits in the middle. There is a metal cage in the corner big enough for a person. Whips, belts, paddles, and canes hang neatly on one wall. On another table I see plugs, clamps, ropes, and things I do not even have names for.

“But I have to go. Just for an hour. I promise.” Laura pressed her lips together. She glanced toward the bathroom door, making sure we were still alone, before looking back at me. When she looked back at me, her expression had softened. “If we do this, ma’am, you cannot get caught.” My heart jumped. “Then you’ll help me escape for an hour?” She sighed. “The service elevator in the kitchen wing,” she said. “The guards change shifts there every night at exactly 10:02. I can create a distraction near the main entrance and pull them away for a minute. That should be enough time for you to slip out through the service elevator.”

That explained his frown and why he turned down Sergio's request to escort me to Tobias' house for the interview. The car that had brought me pulled up in front of a large, modern chateau that matched Tobias' aesthetics. It was challenging to read him. From my research, he was extremely private and uptight. The news of his anniversary a few weeks ago had come as a shock to everyone, and within hours, it had vanished as if it were an error. The underground cyber team of the Abyss had that information up their sleeves, making access relatively easy. His wife, Gianna Whitlock. The name sounded familiar—too familiar—but I brushed the thought aside.

And again I dash toward the refreshment room where I can find cool water bottles. I enter the refreshment room, which is having some staff who all went silent looking at me. Ignoring their behaviour, I move toward the large refrigerator located inside of refreshment room. Carrying twelve bottles with the help of a tray, I move out of the silent refreshment room. As soon as I exit the room, I hear murmurs coming from inside. Carefully carrying the tray with the bottles, I reach the conference room and place the water bottles down. Two tasks finished. One task left for which I have five minutes. YOU CAN DO IT WINTER.

It says and from the big screen pops up two rules. "At the top of the maze there is visible time. Time is running down. By the time it runs out it means the game is over. At the bottom of that clock is written the theme of the game. Its either, Individual, By partner, Trio or by school.Every 10 hrs the system will change so it is important that you always look at the time, because when the theme becomes Individual.you have no one to trust but yourself.So the rule one is Always look at the time. " It says and follows the second rule.

That’s why I was avoiding that using all the paltry excuses I could find. “Where are we?” I asked Nathan as we got out of the car. “My casino. I want to bring you here.” He took my hand, and we entered the huge wooden door that was opened by Nathan using a password. It was afternoon. The clock was ticking at 4:15 pm.

“Let’s start.” “Those who’d be able to bring any kind of prey, and escape from my watch, will be having a price. And those who would fail will have a session with me.” I could see how eager they were to do it. “Go,” I said, and everyone ran into the woods. “I’ll give you five minutes to hide.” I closed my eyes and smelled their scent before they could go far enough. Gunner and Gilo should master it at once, their team should too.

Some policewomen stormed inside the side entrance. Before I know it, he's grabbing my hand and leading us downstairs. "Do not resist!," she yells. People are scrambling all over the room. It's like lighting a fire over a bunch of mice. We manage to make it to the room where the travelers showed us evidence of time travel. Shawn locks the door behind us. We hear screams, stomping, and crying from 30 feet above. "What the fuck?" "Shhh," he puts his index finger to my lips. It tastes like macaroni and cheese. Then he looks at me like I'm crazy. Reasonably so, as I just licked his finger.

MICHAEL'S POV "No speaking, no sounds. Just hand signals only." The guard read the rule from the card and stepped back while the door to the game floor opened. Sarah and I walked in together. The floor was a grid—twenty rooms connected by corridors, each room with a locked door requiring a sequence to open. The sequences were visible on panels beside each door but required two people to activate simultaneously from different positions. Impossible alone, but designed entirely for pairs. The guard's voice came through the speaker above us: "Two hours…find the exit."

“What is the end of everything?” I looked back at the door and the keypad. I walked over to the keypad and punched in 9-5-0-2-1-7. There was a slight pause and then a click. I opened the door and walked into the next room. There was a tablet on a table and the door swung shut behind me. I walked up to the tablet and touched it. “Good evening, Kai, you have 20 minutes to solve the riddles and escape this room.”