"Just put what you can in here bro, most of it is old junk that my mom made me keep. What are we gonna do with this participation trophy I won in 2nd grade for being on a flag football team? We didn't win a single game!" Joey laughed as he spoke with one of the movers, who laughed at Joey's transparency.
"Who knows man, my mom still likes to show my wife some of my old momentos. Maybe she's waiting for something similar?" the mover said, setting a box into the shed.
"Maybe man. Thanks for the help. I can take it from here" Joey said, shaking the mover's hand.
The mover said goodbye, and Joey took a chance to take in his new surroundings. They'd lived in their old house for most of his life, and this new place was a total upgrade. His parents must've paid a fortune for it, he thought to himself. He was glad that he didn't have to share a room with Sarah anymore, which made it awfully difficult to have some alone time with Lexi whenever she came over. Plus, his younger siblings didn't have to grow up in such a cramped household, so he was grateful for that. Joey turned his sights back over to the boxes stacked in the shed behind him. "Might as well go through some of these" he said to himself. He stepped inside the shed and got to work.
He started to read the labels of the different boxes to make sure there were full of different momentos, rather than things he actually needed for his new room. He wasn't going to need baby pictures, old trophies, toys, or whatever crap his mom packed up. He needed maybe one or two of his old bobbleheads, his old baseball card collection, and his framed photo of him and Lexi and he would go to go. His only problem was: he couldn't see for shit in this shed! It was almost like the shed it's was completely void of any light, despite it being quite bright on the outside. It was interesting for such an old-looking shed to conceal its contents so thoroughly. It was pretty big, 3-4 people could probably fit inside if they were hiding, and it had a lot of shelving and cupboards which were perfect for storing things.
"Where is the light for this place? it's gotta be somewhere" Joey said, reaching around in the dark. He ran his hands along the walls and he fumbled with his phone's flashlight.
"C'mon you fuckin phone, give me light," he said as his face ID wasn't recognizing him in the dark. Before his frustration could grow, he felt something on the wall. It was definitely a switch, but just not one that he was familiar with. Hoping for it to be the light switch, he pushed it in and heard clicking noises that weren't too far from where he was standing. Unfortunately, the darkness persisted and Joey decided it was time to go outside to turn his flashlight on before stepping back in. As he stepped outside, the clicking grew louder and then it sounded like something was dragging against the concrete floor of the shed. His suspicions were confirmed when he heard a few of the boxes he'd stacked fall over.
"Ah shit," he said, poking his head back into the shed, checking if he could hear somebody or something. Joey was a bit scared to be quite honest, but the sunlight was still upon him outside so that gave him the confidence to step into the shed, toward the noise. As he walked in, he nearly tripped on some stairs going down that definitely weren't there before. He could tell that they were stairs as there was a trail of lightbulbs leading at a downward slope. There was a slight humming sound as the lightbulbs shined brighter by the second, and soon enough this mystery stairway was completely illuminated. Joey could even see faintly around the shed and noted that what actually activated the lights inside the shed was a small rope next to the lightbulb in the center of the shed, which he should have figured.
Joey stared down the stairway, and his curiosity began to replace his fear. "What's down there? Treasure? An inheritance? Dead bodies? A bat cave?" he said, laughing to himself. "Fuck it, might as well find out," he said to himself as he started down the stairs. There were about 25-30 steps Joey had to get down before he reached a door that was well-illuminated from the lights on the wall, as well as by a light behind the door."Whelp, this is going to go one of two ways." he said to himself, as he grabbed the doorknob and twisted it.
He peeked his head insde and gasped. Inside, he saw a medium-sized room, with a single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. The light illuminated a large object, which was covered in cream-colored sheets. There was also a smaller table-looking object near the larger one, just to the side of it.
"Well look at that. A batcave. Sorta. Maybe that's a batmobile of some sort?" he said quietly.
He walked over to the larger object and peeled the sheet away.
It was a large plexiglass cylinder with an odd metal platform inside of it, and some sort of tablet embedded into the inside of it. Outside of the cylinder, there was some sort of sci-fi looking computer, with two large buttons on the top. As he got closer, he could see that one was red, which said Off, and the other was green, but said On. As he inspected the cylinder, he could see that it had doorhandles on it, meaning that one was able to step inside. Near the handle, he could see a notice.
NOTICE: MAXIMUM CAPACITY OF 2 SUBJECTS
"2 subjects? Like participants?" he said, continuing his search for clues.
His attention then turned to the smaller object that was still covered. He pulled that sheet off and revealed it to be a tray, like what surgeons usually place their instruments on, and a small book. It didn't have too many pages, and sort of looked like a typed-up instruction manual.
Joey picked up the book and inspected the cover, which said:
"Modi-Chamber Owner's Manual by Dr. Rubenstock
PLEASE READ BEFORE USE.
FAILURE TO DO SO MAY RESULT IN DEATH OR OTHER UNCERTAINTIES"
"Now this is definitely getting interesting " Joey said to himself as he flipped through the pages quickly.
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