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The Unremarkable Service Station



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In Central Australia, there is an unremarkable service station along a straight and barren stretch of road. If you walk straight in and ask for the key, you will be given an unremarkable key attached to an unremarkable piece of wood. The key will unlock a door at the service station, leading to an impossibly long stepped corridor, dimly lit from an unseen source. If you follow these stairs, you will begin to hear hungry cries of birds of prey that grow louder as you descend. After an amount of time, the light will vanish, leaving you in the dark, and a rasping voice will ask for your desires. For each desire, you will experience all the sensations, unforgettable, branded into your memory, of bodily mutilation, of being torn asunder by impossible strength, of having an arm slowly flayed, each nerve individually pulled from your flesh. You may speak as many desires as your sanity can take. Then you must turn and return up the steps and never look back. Return the key and go about your life. Your desires will be granted, but you will always have to live with the memories given to you in that dark place.

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27 thoughts on “The Unremarkable Service Station”

  1. 7 years late here but, u couldnt choose to not live with the memories because youre asked what u desire before The memories are created.

  2. I told him my first desire was to not feel any pain for the duration of the trip. He just tickled me when I wanted something. THE LOOPHOLE FAILED!!

  3. unremarkable person

    In Central Australia, there is an unremarkable service station along a straight and barren stretch of road. If you walk straight in and ask for the key, you will be given an unremarkable key attached to an unremarkable piece of wood. The key will unlock a unremarkable door at the service station, leading to an impossibly long unremarkable stepped corridor, dimly lit from an unseen source. If you follow these stairs, you will begin to hear unremarkable hungry cries of unremarkable birds of prey that grow louder as you descend. After an amount of time, the light will vanish, leaving you in the dark, and a unremarkable rasping voice will ask for your unremarkable desires. For each desire, you will experience all the unremarkable sensations, unforgettable, branded into your memory, of unremarkable bodily mutilation, of being torn asunder by impossible strength, of having an unremarkable arm slowly flayed, each unremarkable nerve individually pulled from your unremarkable flesh. You may speak as many unremarkable desires as your unremarkable sanity can take. Then you must turn and return up the unremarkable steps and never look back. Return the unremarkable key and go about your unremarkable life. Your unremarkable desires will be granted, but you will always have to live with the unremarkable memories given to you in that unremarkable dark place.

  4. Guys, the desires only get granted AFTER leaving the place. Sure, you can ask to desire for the memory to go away after you leave, but for the time being it’ll still hurt like heck. I’d desire the ability to wish for anything immediately after leaving the building (because remember, it just says the desires will be granted, doesn’t say when).

  5. Ahh perfect i can do this one. Finally a good australian one, somone should send dreamtime stories. now they are creepy….

  6. To Chel: Then there would be no point in going there. The whole point is to get your desires granted.

    Good story btw.

  7. Royal-Sovereign

    Small price to pay if my true desires could be fulfilled…

    …too bad I’m nowhere near Australia.

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