You have stayed up ever since yesterday to get to play the new Zelda game. You heard the graphics will drive you crazy cause their so realistic. You just got it so you went to Main menu.
It was glorious it was 3D. You pressed play and decided to use Ben Drowned as a profile name for the hell of it. You watched the screen go black.
"One two I'm coming for you,
Three four you better lock the door, five six your death will be bliss, seven eight it would be over by then..."
You stared at the screen for a long time reading the poem. Then the game finally came on. You wandered around and found a house. "That's kinda weird how that looks like my house." You said as you walked to the door.
*knocks on door*
You hear knocking at the door. You went to the door and opened it. There wasn't anyone just a note. You picked it up and read it.
You shouldn't have done that...
You looked around and assumed it was just a prank. You went back upstairs to see what happened. Link stood at the door, it was now open. You put on headphones and walking in. There was a man, who started talking to you.
Man: Get out of my house. You can't be here.
Do you kill him?
A.Kill
B.Leave
You studied the question, then press "A". You continue through the house and saw a woman. You decided to kill her as well. Suddenly you began to get dehydrated, so you left your room. You walked down the stairs and realized the door was open. You closed it and on the inside of it was a note, it read...
I'm here... Thanks to you...
You looked around and saw your dad bleeding on the floor. You ran to him and started to shake him, hoping this was just a prank.
"Dad? Daddy?" You got up and ran to the phone but tripped on your mom's corpse, falling into a pool of blood. You quickly got up and turned to get to the phone but stopped. There was a kid there.
"Thank you!" He said happily.
"What for?" You asked confused.
"For helping me inside of course. I want to give you these." He said holding out flowers.
You took them and looked at it.
Thanks~Ben
You looked back at the kid but he wasn't there. You heard police sirens and realized you were holding a bloody knife. You looked at the door as the police broke it down. You got hauled off to a mental hospital. They trapped you in a room and used a straight jacket on you. Every day they would make you take "happy medicine" to make it all better. Your poor little sister was sent to a foster home. A few days later you got some bad news. She committed suicide from so much bullying. Your alone in this world now... No one to talk to, no one that loves you. Not even your grandparents who disliked you for what you done. All you had left was me...
You've met with a terrible fate haven't you?
