Twst Upon A Time

Into The Unknown Part 1

AN: I played twst years ago and never finished; I remember bits and pieces. The character's dialogue is mostly from the game, especially during the prologue. I don't think it matters if you've played the game, spoilers though. Great twst nostalgia kick. 

Prologue

Into The Unknown 

Part 1

                                                                                      . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.

'Bzzt bzzt!'

Reaching into my coat pocket, gloved hands feel around for a buzzing cell phone. Pressing the power button, a funky email notification appears on screen.

🏆😾 𝕐𝔬υ ℍ𝔸Ｖ𝑒 ᗷ𝐄εᶰ αᑕⓒ𝔢ρ𝓉ｅｄ 𝐢𝐧ⓉＯ 𝐧ŕ𝐜 𝓒lเς𝓀 𝔫𝕠ʷ 🐠♔

'Another damn spam email! I wish you would go away, persistent garbage.' Swiping the no doubt virus riddled email in the trash I shove my phone back into my pocket with an aggravated sigh.

'It's been a week of blocking and reporting these nonsensical texts and yet it somehow miraculously overrides everything.'

'Riiiiing!'

Whipping out my phone in annoyance, I already knew who would be calling.

🐸♣ ηⓘ𝓖𝒽𝕥 ⓡ𝔸𝓋Ⓔⓝ ℂØⓛᒪ𝐀𝓰є 🥨ൠ

𝔵ⓧ᙭ - Ⓧⓧ𝓧

'Sorry secret siren but I'm blocking out your calls.' Another report and block were made.

'Such a weird scam, pretending to be a mobile game. I haven't played that game in years, and I didn't even finish it. Was the story ever completed anyway?'

Letting the disturbance go, you look up and take in the ambience of a serene winter's night. You often strolled around on winter nights, finding the scene and atmosphere captivating. Trees fitted in ivory coats while their crystallized branches chimed in the wind, streetlights highlighting the snow shifting and sparking in such a way that it mimicked sand, and a chill that illuminates your breath, and reddens your face, all made you feel present. The only sounds to be heard are the crunches of your own footsteps and the odd car that drives by.

Removing your gloves you stop every so often to take photos, attempting to capture the beauty of nature. After a while, satisfied with tonight's finds, you turn around to return home.

'I can't wait to put on warm fluffy clothes and drink a peppermint hot chocolate with whip cream and drizzle on top.'

Interrupted from your fantasy, you noticed something was off.

'The moon is high in the sky but why is it getting darker?'

Turning around you watch in the distance as the streetlights slowly begin to fade. There's a pattern you realize, every five seconds another light goes out getting closer to you. You turn away, face huddled into your scarf and resume walking.