There was he. In a room. Looking at the ceiling. It was pretty plain. It was yellowish. Life wasn't lifing. It was like all his senses were behind a yellow filter.
The world sounded yellow.
The world seemed yellow.
The world smelled yellow.
The world tasted yellow.
The world felt yellow.
-"???": Where am I now? How did I even get here.
The boy started questioning as soon as he opened his eyes again. He had to question. He had to because there was no other option. He might have been in danger here.
-"???": Gotta get up.
He got up hurriedly while his entire body screamed in body. He looked around for a clue of how did he got here. The room had a wooden nightstand, a wooden bed, seven wooden chairs, a wooden table and a carpet. There wasn't a window. The walls and ceiling was yellowish. He was a boy so couldn't really tell what color was it. The floor was made of planks.
The door. The door to a place ne doesn't know. The door he doesn't knows what is behind it. The door was like a gate to another world. Like he already wasn't in another world.
He walked to that door. Unlike the isekai animes he watched he wasn't going to wait for a cute elf girl to wake him up and feed him. He didn't need a cute girl to care take of him. He needed answers.
-"???": Huh?
The gate to another world was locked. He was stuck here.
-"???": I guess I have to wait. But...
He needed a weapon.
He was in a place he didn't knew.
He was brought here by a person he didn't knew.
Was he brought here by a person at the first place?
-"???": What can I do.
A wooden stick won't do it. His weapon had to be stealty. Because that so called "cute elf girl" might be a friendly person. So he shouldn't seemed like a threat, he had to attack when needed. What could he use as a weapon then? It had to be stealty and could be made with materials that are in this room.
-"???": What can I do with wood? A spear like thing would do it but...
How was he going to do that? He didn't had a knife or something sharp to shape the wood.
-"???": Nightstand!
It could have something would work in it.
-"???": Nothing?
It had nothing.
-"???": Chairs or table won't do it either. It would be so obvious something happened here... Bed.
He moved the bed. Checked the wooden headboard. There were so many wooden slats nobody would notice one missing.
-"???": Hk-.
He applied some force to remove a slat. He didn't wanted to break it because it would made noise and the damage would be so obvious. So he applied a balanced amount of force at it.
-"???": Ah-.
There it is. His weapon. It might not be a weapon right now but it was going to be and it was the thing that mattered. It was like saying a embryo isn't alive, it might not be alive now but it doesn't mean it won't be.
-"???": How can I turn this shit into a weapon though? I have nothing but bare hands!
How he was going to shape it? Let alone having something that won't work, he literaly had nothing. So he did the only logical thing and he started using his teeth, he started biting it.
-"???": FUCK! It doesn't work. How can I shape something like this with nothing!
His teeth were in pain too now. His entire body was in pain and now his teeth? But he didn't had time to cry about it. He wanted to sleep but...
If he died he wouldn't sleep again.
But why did he started thinking about future now?
The most comfortable choice now was to sleep and maybe die.
-"???": Shit.
He heard footsteps coming from outside, they weren't fast nor powerful but slow and silent. He hid the slat under his blanket hurriedly and sat on the bed. Acting like he had just woken up and were observing the place.
The gate to another world slowly opened after being unlocked.
His eyes locking on the person who opened it.
-"???": Oh you are awake.