Life isn't fair

Breakfast ends as everyone is content with a full stomach. Some look happy, some tired, some overly cautious of what may happen next. I begin my long drawn out speech now,
"The living quarters on the fourth floor shall have an odd number. Being as there are nineteen of you one shall sleep alone. I have made the rooming arrangements. They shall be:
1) Gerard and Frank
2) Mikey and Pete
3) Patrick and Ray
4) Andy and Joe
5) Billie and Tre
6) Mike and Hayley
7) Spencer and Jon
8) Josh and Tyler
9) Brendon and Dallon
10) Ryan
Get to know your room mates for an hour and then you may be release from your quarters."

Ryan stands alone in the room. He sees now what has been happening. He whispers,
"There is not a tenth living quarter there never has been. There was always only nine." He sounded riddled with anger. The others gazed at him. They must wonder how much he knows now as they see he has been here before.

"How much do you know Ryan?" Billie stands up. He walks toward a cowering Ryan.

"More than I should!" He cries out in fear.

"Why?"

"I have had the misfortune of being here before. More than once. I never thought that I would be in here a third time." He sobs out the tears rushing down his face.

"And you weren't going to inform us all of this?" Brendon choked out from across the room.

"I didn't know for sure until now. Both times I was here it was different. Once I was only eight and when I woke up here I was terrified. I had no clue what had happened to me. I was released what felt like days later but it was only a few minutes. I had apparently been in the bathroom the entire time according to my teacher. They said I was psychotic after that and I had to take so much medication I forgot most of it, until the second time. I woke up again here. I never remembered where I was before or why I was there. I always woke up in the ballroom alone. This time there were so many I just didn't know what was going on. Every time I've awoke here it was simply because I had to wait until I realized how I had been living was wrong. You could be here for ages before 'it' releases you believing you have learned the error of your ways." He was now crying fearfully. Every movement made he jumped.

Brendon arose and whispered,
"What could we be doing with our lives that was so bad we are stuck here for an extended vacation?"

"Brendon this is not vacation. This is psychological torture. You can't remember what you saw just small fragments remain in your dreams and for some reason you stop doing things you might have done all the time. It is unexpected and unwanted change most of the time." Ryan continued to sob. He curled into his legs and wished to be home.

"I wonder if maybe we could get this over with faster?" Gerard asked tentatively.

"I don't know ask 'god'" Ryan muttered.

"You must understand why you are here before I permit you to leave. You must open your minds to the reality that lay around you." I spoke to them all. Their looks of terror changed to shock and awe. Everything they would see would change them.

"So, if we follow your commands may that help us in the end?" Hayley asked quietly biting her nails.

"It would certainly put you on the right track Hayley." I responded though they all already knew the answer.

Strange how small everything can seem. Reality verse what we want to believe controls us. Do our thoughts give us reasons to live or the option to die. Nothing makes much sense in this place. It is all a mystery. Even I am not aware of what lies behind every door in this chamber. We must all discover the mystery hiding in the shadows one door at a time.

Notes

A 4th update in one night. This story is creepy even to me so I hope you like it. Rate, leave comments, interact with me on tumblr at diva-and-dont-forget-it! You may also leave all suggestions in my ask on there!