Joey looked around wildly, searching for something, anything his eyes could focus on. They finally came to rest on bright white letters in the darkness.
"I-I’m Joey. Wh-what is this? What’s going on?"
>>ᴊᴏᴇʏ... >>ᴀᴄᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇᴅ
>>ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ_ᴊᴏᴇʏ
>>ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀʀᴇᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴅᴀʏ: ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ, ᴀғᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ, ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛ?











