"I been at work all day, and after what occurred the other day i've been paralyzed, or at least antisocial. I don't want to talk to anyone ever again, i just don't care because it's just too risky being around anyone. i'm afraid if i wake up one day i could be surrounded by the guts and blood of someone I love. It was all my fault that i let myself kill my mother. And now i'm only safe alone, out in the middle of nowhere, were the strange actions of my body can never reach a living soul . From what I did to my mom a few days ago i shouldn't even be at work right now at all. I need to be nowhere right now. I can't finish programming I need to go, There's no use to do this job anymore, without my own self and without my mom; i just can't do this dumb job anymore, i have no more purpose and i have no more motivation." I start to walk swiftly to the exit to give in to a absolute disappointmenting defeat, all of this, my job, it's over. As I open the exit door and walk to my car Jim comes out of his car and says "what are you doing out here, your shift doesn't end until the end of the day". look i'm sorry for this but i'm quitting ok.
JIm: what do you mean, this is a high paying job, and you have a dam day off on fridays and wednesdays, hell i'm even a decent boss, why would you just quit.
Roffebe says quietly "I'm done". Roffebe left the office in disarray and Roffebe has physcopathic-pathic tendencies do you think he needs to be in a buisnnes with people in it"
I uh think Roffebe should go now, please. I thank you for your honesty.
Now I had a plan, I'll drive to the middle of nowhere and live using only survival instincts. But before I leave I hear someone talking from their car.
"it's impossible, every time try to do one of trevor's off road missions i fail everytime, and i'm so close you know, but i guess the programmers were aiming at making GTA a long lasting game with an infinite goal of attempting to getting a hundred percent,"
I was in my car driving up and right, trying to get lost. I stop an I see a huge open land of sand and small cactuses. I was tried, it was six a clock, I braced myself while falling asleep, I couldn't let myself kill another, I needed to keep on driving.
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GTA's Effect
TerrorThis is a story about a person who loses his mind to a game that he cherishes too much, as he plays the game too much he begins losing his mind because of how obsessed he is and eventually he doesn't realize that he is losing himself more and more. ...
