Chapter #6Patriotic Chambers by: G.Harold   As you continued digging the dirt, you expected to find some sort of chest that is somehow buried underneath the pile. But instead of a chest or any sort of item, you find a door that was under all of that dirt. What's a door doing on the ground, and why is it buried? It doesn't looks like it was a door that's just a piece of furniture.
You touched the door and found out that it's somehow connected to the ground; it's a trapdoor! Why is there a trapdoor near a Shinto shrine, does it lead somewhere? Now you are even more curious than ever before, so much that you immediately forgotten about going to the shrine and is now itching to see what's behind it. You grabbed the door knob and very slowly open it.
From behind the trapdoor, you see....nothing but darkness inside. It appears to be quite deep and definitely leads somewhere, but where? This could be pretty dangerous; you could end up in some sort of dungeon full of deadly monsters. You don't want risk it, but that other part of your mind is just desperate to make you go there already. "I can't do this, I'm just going to have to back off and go get help right now." You said.
"Just...back off."
"Just...back..."
"Just......."
"........."
"Oh screw it, I'm going in right now!" After losing to that very corner of your mind, you gave in and take one step inside. Unfortunately, it turns out to be truly deep as you can imagine and immediately fell down. "AAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!" You screamed as you then found yourself sliding down a slope and into the great unknown in front of you at high speeds; you hope that your underwear stays on after the ride is over.
After a while, you finally reached the end of the slide (and thankfully, your underwear is still on). "Dammit, I hope I don't have any dirt inside my panties." You said as you got up and look around to where you are.
"Ahhh, it's kinda hot in here." You said as your body is slowly getting covered in sweat. It didn't take long enough to find the source of the heat; which was a large heater of some sort with tons of fire inside of it. That's not the only flames you find around here. All around you, there were tons of flames everywhere that where burning tons of wood everywhere. What kind of underground chamber did you end in, hell?
One other thing that got your attention though, were tons of furniture and stuff that where designed similar to that of a bedroom. You can see some drawers, a wardrobe, a bookshelf, tables, and even a bed. What makes this even weirder however, is that the whole place seems to be Americana themed for some odd reason.
Everywhere you look, you see American-related stuff such as posters of New York and Uncle Sam, and some mini-replicas of such landmarks like the Statue of Liberty and the Empire State Building; the furniture themselves are sometimes painted colors of the USA flag. "What kind of dungeon did I ended up in?" You said very confused. Who lives here exactly?
You walk across this bizarre fiery underground chamber until you reach the bed. It appears that nobody seems to be around here after you tired calling out for help. However, you did spot one thing that got your attention: Clothing.
On the middle of the bed, you can see a loose short-selved shirt and a pair of leggings; both of them have patterns of the USA flag like many other stuff around here. Sheesh, they seemed a little too attached to anything American. Whatever though, you really needed something to wear but if someone really lives here, will they even mind? Maybe next time you meet them, you'll just tell them that you lost your original clothing and needed something wear in this unknown world. "Well I guess it's time to get dressed then" You said, hoping they fit.
You pick up the leggings first and put your right leg inside to test it. The clothing seems to fit well so with that, you put your other leg in and pulled up the entire pants. "Uhhh....it's a little tight, but I think it's a good fit." You said. You then pick up the shirt and pull it down. After some bit of struggle to get your head to fit inside the collar, you finally get to wear the shirt....somewhat. The shirt only comes bit halfway to your new pants, but it's still fits like a charm. You come across a mirror and looked at your new clothes.
"Errr...I feel kinda good...somewhat." You said while admiring yourself. You found it pretty good on you to be honest yet at the same time, you look kinda silly wearing a very American-looking outfit; even though you're American yourself.
"I guess it's time for me to go now." You said.
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