Vintage Lamp Sconce

sketchfab

I'm not sure what's going on, but I think we've got a problem here. The person who was supposed to be helping me just disappeared, and now I'm left standing alone in this empty room. I try to call out for help, but my voice is hoarse from screaming and nobody responds. It's like I'm trapped in some kind of bizarre nightmare where the rules don't apply. I start to feel a sense of desperation creeping over me as I realize that I might be stuck here forever. Panic starts to set in as I frantically search the room for any sign of escape or rescue. But there's nothing - just cold, grey walls and a single flickering light bulb hanging from the ceiling. As the minutes tick by, my mind starts to play tricks on me. I begin to wonder if I'm even real, or if I'm just some kind of figment of someone else's imagination. The thought sends shivers down my spine as I realize that anything is possible in this strange and twisted world. Suddenly, I hear a faint noise coming from the other side of the room. It's soft at first, but it grows louder until I can make out what sounds like footsteps echoing through the empty space. My heart starts racing as I wonder who or what could be making that noise - and whether they might be my only hope for escape.