it was a fine, warm day at Koklus. everybody was having a good time, grandpas teaching young creatures how to fish, dogs chasing cats and cats chasing dogs. but there was this one human being, who wouldnt dare to take a teeny weeny step outside. it was you. yes, you. you are the chosen one to be the hero of this book. you always sat in the corner of your room, hugged by the only thing that comforted you, blankets. resting your forever tired bones on the floor, reading some weird fanfictions written by other sad human beings.
after some time of getting sucked into the digital world, the noises of the outside world dragged your attention by its ankles out of the weird trance, and placed it in front of the window. looking out of the window, glaring at those feline creatures and envying their plushies, you noticed something bizarre. a weird slob like creature, making its way to the ice cream shop. 'why would a slime want ice cream?' you asked yourself with your brain. after a while, like 2-3 seconds, curiosity picked you up and threw you out of the house, through the door, and then you started to go after the mysterious creature.
everyone else around you was in shock because they havent ever seen your face around here. as you were walking, making a step after another step, you realized that you were, indeed, outside.
you started to panic.
thinking 'how the hell am i not burning????', you ran as fast as you could to the nearest shop, with cold snacks awaiting for your sweet, warm consumption. standing in the middle of the closure, shiny beads of sweat running down your forehead with their tiny little legs, your rattling bones making your muscles shake vigorously, your brain whispering softly into your nerves
"the slime creature"
you look around for the wet, sticky beast and realize that its not here. it is indeed not here. you were just seeing things. 'i need to resume my therapy' you think. laughing at your own stupidity, you slap your forehead with a big WHAM to it, and go back to your safe haven. on the way you stumble against something wet... wet...
SLIME??!!?!
you shout and immediately jump up doing a flip and landing next to the restricted area youve just been in. as your vision sharpens, you make out a brownish puddle on the ground. 'stupid me, its just a little puddle!' you say to yourself, throwing up hands and laughing loudly. you turn around and go back to the enclosure, daydreaming about a hot mug of chocolate.
[time skip]
you open your eyes and find yourself bundled up in three blankets. you squint your eyes and find out that youve been watching youtube. currently a video was playing. you approach the laptop closer to see whats happening on the screen. its a guy whos playing a horror game thats about some animatronics in a pizzeria going evil and killing people. the guy who was currently talking to the camera, the viewer, had dyed his hair red and had glasses. you pause the video and look around the room. you notice that its not your room.
