Signal Sent

As a wise conman once said, when one door closes find a nearby wall and bash it in with brute force.Pomni, after leaving the poorly rendered feast, retreats to her room while coming with terms that there is no exit. Will she give up trying to escape, or will she make her own path? Does an anxiety ridden jester even have a say? Can she even keep herself together when so many have already fallen before her?Follow Pomni as she searches for an exit as she breaks the world around her, searching in the blurred lines of reality.(P.S.- I'll be writing this while I'm sleep deprived and nothing planed or drafted so it's being winged. You have been warned)(P.S.S.- Lol, this is working somehow so I'll roll with it. If you dont like it dont read, simple as that.)(P.S.S.S.-I'm a random man, so here's a challenge. I do most things on purpose, so what does the title ‘Signal Sent’ mean? And what does that imply for the future of this work? First person or thing, I dont judge, to figure it out gets to ask one question about this work. Good luck! )