Again with the Eggs

Ok so i’ve been here for a while now and i had some time to think about it and i think that i’m not actually repulsed by the black room itself. 
I mean its weird right, but i think it’s like… i dunno

LIKE AN EGG

like when you really love the yolk but you don’t wanna eat the white? or like maybe the other way round, i dunno 

But worse, as if the yolk were made out of the innards of a mutilated being of nameless evil

or like mayonaise or something

LOL

but yeah i’m on the fence is what im saying, i kinda wanna explore but i feel like its best to leave it maybe you know? I mean I dunno… any ideas?