The Anchorite

This is you. You've been kept in what you believed to be a safe haven for twenty years now, only remembering the day you woke up there as a child. You have no name and are called "Anchorite" by Amos, the person behind the sealed door that traps you. What you don't know is that nothing is real. The windows that you can't open are a screen, showing you nothing but clouds below. You live a life of contentment, but you've never felt fulfilled by the tasks that you receive every day. It's just the same thing, over and over and over again, nothing but your living quarters and green house. Amos keeps you company, but you never see him due to the door being sealed. He tell you that you cannot lay eyes on the sullied, people who are not blessed like you. You've been told that you are to find enlightenment through solitude and that you are giving the kingdom below hope. But nothing is real. Cameras record every room, every movement, every action. The show that you don't know your on is to give people hope, a feeling of peace knowing that others are happy, but you're not. You feel like a prisoner in your hole. Author's note〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎︴ This is based on a game called "The anchorite". ❗I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THIS IDEA❗ I hope you enjoy :D