Chapter 2

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Traumatised from the nightmare from last night, Leena kept felling asleep in class. Leena's headache was painful, no matter how much Panadol she took. Even worse, her jaw was aching. "That was... real..." Leena thought to herself, and she didn't want to forget it. She knew something was off with the cartridge. But she needed to understand how the transportation works. "How did I fit through the screen when that hand grabbed me?" Leena thought. One thing was certain. "I need to be kidnapped again".

She decided to just lie in bed for now, hopefully the headache goes away while she rests. Ready for what's about to happen next. She waited for the arm to grab her, but after a long while, it never latched out to her.

"Oh, come on!" Leena wished she could scream, but it seemed like 2 in the morning for her. She wasn't sure. Her phone died, somehow. "What the fuck!? My phone was 74%, now it's DEAD!?" Leena thought in her head.

"Just in case you wanted to end the fun..." Leena jumped and fell off her bed after hearing a low, distorted and buttressed voice coming from the screen next to her. "...even though I only started". The same distorted Mario from her nightmare last night appeared on-screen. Mario then began slowly crawling out of the screen, and onto the floor, becoming real. Mario puts a finger to his wide, grinning smile. Mario shushes Leena. "I don't want you waking up your father".

Leena agreed. But at the same time she needed to show her father that there was a tall, slender version of Mario that seems to blend in the shadows of the night sky. "What do you want from me?" Leena asked. "Who ARE you?". Mario bowed down to her, like a gentleman. "Where are my manners". The mysterious plumber lunged across the bed, looming up to Leena's face. "My name is Kurohiko, the ghost who lurks in an old copy of Super Mario 64. More specifically, the one that was never meant to be sold to the public".

Kurohiko wound back away from Leena and pulled the cartridge out of the console to demonstrate more. "I used to be a young teenager that worked for Nintendo back in the 90's. We were about to bring Mario into the 3D era of video games". Kurohiko's voice started to tone down, sounding more sadder. "This was my passion project, until I died." Kurohiko clutched harder onto the cartridge, his eyes disappeared into his eyes sockets, or what she believed was eye sockets. She couldn't tell from the shadows of his face, only leaving little bits of it illuminating under the moonlight.

"Why did you kill me last night?" Leena asked. Kurohiko's neck snapped, facing towards Leena's direction, eyes reappeared onto his face. "Bevause..." Kurohiko dashed towards Leena's face once again. "My soul didn't want to rest, so neither will yours".

Reinhardt knocked on the door, waiting for Leena to open up. "Leena? Are you awake in there? Hello?" Reinhardt was started to get worried. He opened the door.

Leena was mutilated on the floor. Limbs twisted, blood covered the bedroom, face ripped. "Somebody got to my daughter..."






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