Di la verdad del hombre detrás de su sonrisa, y te diré las mentiras que se dicen a sí mismos para ocultar. I could remember everything about the crash that day that crippled me forever and scared my eye. I'll live forever with a scar daggering my face no matter how much of it I hide, this has also made it impossible for me to work due to the unneeded stress that may end my life if it goes too far. My brother tried to be helpful and all bought me an old prototype game that never went on the market. Since my old job was to test games he thought it would get me back into the groove of things. He never told me where he got the game or what was in it but now that I know I wish that I pressed the issue further. It took about three months before it had come to my doorstep. By that time I was utterly bored and jumped out of my skin when the door rang. I got up from my place on the couch making sure to grab my crutches from their place on the ground before going to answer it. The delivery man was startled by my crippled appearance and offered to carry the package to my game room for me which I happily accepted. When he left I turned my attention to the box and opened it and was caught off guard by the game case. It was made of some kind of wood covered in a type of strange leather. A demonic looking dragon was sewn into the top and as I pulled the little chest from the box I found a note stuck to the bottom. It was in another language and was so badly written I couldn't make heads or tails of it. I opened the box gagging at the smell that reminded me of rotting fruit and powder chalk. I pulled the disc out as well as the odd plush that seemed to come with it, the plush mimicked the dragon on the cover and was stitched strangely. I put the plush next to the computer and loaded up the game after making sure it wasn't damaged. As I had my back to the computer I hadn't realized the game started until all I could hear was the sound of the disc grinding. I panicked and tried removing the game only to find that it wasn't there anymore, my screen was completely black as if it had shut off. As I looked around to see what went wrong I froze as small pixels of red began to form something just out of sight. I swear to God it looked like someone trying to crawl to the screen which was confirmed as more pixels appeared. It was a woman trying desperately to crawl to the screen, her side had been torn out and her intestines barely stayed in as she noticed my presence. She tried to scream at me but it was like I was deaf, I couldn't hear her pleas for help when it came for her. I didn't see what it was but she let off one last wailing cry before being dragged away into darkness leaving behind a single trail of blood. The game then loaded itself and all I could feel was a sickness at the sight. The woman from before had been crucified upside down, and what that thing did to her made me turn and up hurl in a nearby trash can. Her entire stomach area had been shredded and her intestines missing leaving torn flesh hanging bairly on bone. Her eyes had been gouged out and her mouth stuck into that of a scream that I would never hear, her body was soaked in her own blood. The background was that of a forest in eternal darkness, only red pixels separated tree from tree but even that was a stretch. I gulped before trying to find a way to start the game, trust me I tried to find a way to exit the game and I couldn't. A message popped up just at the corner of the screen, I hadn't spotted it until I almost closed it. What it said caught me off guard, because it's something I was always too afraid to tell anyone. "They deserve it, don't they? After what she did to you for no reason. They ran you down, didn't they?." I felt my fears getting a hold of me when I saw this because no one knows what happened that day. I closed it without thinking, was it fear or the pain it brought up I was not too sure. The game loaded up a character creation menu, like any old RPGs would have except the difference of the name being "you can never die". I seriously was reading to numb chuck my computer out the window to get rid of it, but the manager parked in the lot below my window so I didn't need to lose my apartment. I sighed before creating a character, if this was a game where I would be dealing with some supernatural shit I would be sending my brother a heavily worded message. Maby a glitter bomb if I was feeling up to it. He hated the last one because he mistakenly upended one and ended up sparking at his meeting. I snickered at the memory before completing the character, I didn't make her look anything other than what I looked like now. At the game load I heard something behind me making me spin around to see what it was. I found nothing moved at all and thought it was part of the game. I wish at the time I didn't keep believing such lies, but it kept me sane. I loaded into what looked to be a very old warehouse littered with random boxes here and there. I took a moment to get usto the controls before exploring my area which was a small room. Interacting with items brought up a few strange responses, especially with the mirror. When I clicked on it my character said "He must see you as special to bring you here". I was so very confused until I felt something pouring on my leg and I thought I had spilled my drink. I jumped up and looked at what the hell it was and from the base of my screen red liquid was pouring out. I freaked out and tried to escape through the doorway but found it bound tightly by black viscus vines. I turned back in enough to see the blood or whatever that thing called itself when it formed, lung at me. I could remember no more after that, I can't feel anything at all and I can't scream out for help. Where am I? "Ven querida Ven a ver lo que les he hecho, eres libre, no pueden escapar de lo que son."
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FantasyAmy Goldheart is your typical game tester with a not so typical past, she is crippled meaning at most she works from home testing games others wouldn't put their hands on. Her brother being the kind soul he is gets her a game that had never left pro...