"So I was like-"
That was the last thing Two could ever hear from another individual before getting transported somewhere.
A blank, empty room with a laptop.
Explanation: A place devoid of life surroundings, completely different from the other universes. The laptop was solely maintaining their apprehension.
This made them more confused as no further explanation was provided for them. Sighing, they would proceed to open the laptop with ease.
As the laptop commenced the startup screen, a bright, red flash appeared, making Two startled before realizing it was merely a flash.
(These devices seem to be scaring the heck out of me!)
They brushed aside the thoughts, their expression was obvious that they were frightened.
(Oh geez, i hope there's no jumpscares...)
They could teleport out of this hellscape, but the curiosity rapidly increased as the room faded to a black color. The laptop grew big in size, altering its device to a flat screen television (TV).
Two's expression shifted to excitement, amused by the magic the laptop held. They would soon realize that teleporting does not work,
As they were about to snap his fingers, a forcefield was created upon using magic to escape. This made Two furious but confused how this works.
(Ah, I see. Can't escape this?)
They would try to smash the floor, walls, and even the ceiling. But there was no avail.
(Infinity, damn it.)
A loud noise catched Two's attention, turning his head to the TV for investigation.
The TV would then speak,
"Welcome to: Digital Trivia!" Evidently, the voice was text-to-speech and rather exceptional.
The dull, monotone voice of the TV was enough to increase confusion and demanding answers.
The TV commenced a metal platform under Two, lifting them to the air. "This is your platform, there are barriers to not make you get harmed from fall." Red barriers gradually appeared before fading away, acting as an transparent barrier.
"What?- HEY!! Let me out!"
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Digital Specter
Fanfiction[ Two, you are not real.] [ Do not try to harm me, idiot.] Dread combined with anger and confusion, the victim struggles to grasp onto the truth. Clenching their fists to tighten the grip, they finally let go, permanently killing them for the first...
