MAP #1: I Wrote This Under The Tree

Game of Vile

I'm bored and can't sleep,
The night is getting deep;
Silently-alone in my room,
Made my mind into doom.

I played rock, paper, and scissors,
In front of the mirror;
At first it was fun,
Not until I lose to the other one.

My palms were sweating rapidly,
While my reflection is staring darkly at me;
Slowly an opponent flashed a sweet smile,
Uttering, "you just entered the world of vile."

-Marxx Archer