House of stairs

one after one, They brought the five orphans to the strange building. It was not a prison, And no hospital. The enormous room without walls, ceiling, Or floor. Nothing but an endless number of stairs, extending up and down, None of it leads anywhere. There is no escape but to a strange red machine. In the world of orphanhood, getting used to your loneliness means your survival. Finding a companion means that the world has become less lonely. But if you are forced to remain in a world with no way out, There is no sky to see, No future to look forward to, No privacy, not even food. You will choose loneliness and sacrifice your mind to save your soul. Or sacrifice your soul to survive in the war for survival?
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