Ever thought of a way you could meet the pastas if you're into that sort of daydreaming? Of course, I do! So here's one:
1- one for the money
Rachal sat down, curled in a corner almost under the table. Her I-Pod was connected to the wall, and the only light in the room was flashing on her face. She was staring intensely at the screen.
"Move move move move move move!!" She was frantically tapping the screen. Usually she wouldn't be saying anything, but no one was around to hear her.
The screen said to tap the spacebar. There wasn't one- because she download the game semi-not illegally on her IPod. The face of Slenderman's proxy wouldn't leave the screen.
"Just go just go!" In the game, she was banging her head against the wall, which actually had Masky fall to the ground.
Now she was stuck in the wall. Rachal was now shaking her I-Pod, half meaning to. She was frustrated and frightened- there was no time to think it was just fake. She was going to die!
Finally, she got out of the wall, and darted down the stairs to escape Slenderman. She was just down the second flight of stairs when she made her character look up. Rachal drew in a dramatic breath.
Standing right there, face to face was Squidward. His eyes were just staring at her. Rachal's eyes were stinging. Not because she was crying, but because she had been keeping her eyes open at the screen ever since the beginning of the game for long enough to make even Squidward himself have to blink. But Rachal was too terrified to ease her eyes of the pain.
Her character was tired from the running down the stairs.
"IT WAS DESCENDING! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE- MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE!" She had just gotten her character down the hall when Slenderman popped up. Rachal moved to the elevator as Slenderman closed in on her.
Masky popped out of the elevator, grabbing onto her face again. Rachal shook around the character's face violently, and also began popping Masky in the face somehow.
Rachal had also decided it would be fun to have earbuds on.
The sound of death played on the back of her neck. She froze, and her screen crashed. Her iPod had died.
She sat there, blinking like crazy to relieve the two deserts she had to see through.
She let her IPod rest on her lap, and rested her head against the wall. Then she pryed the earbuds out and realized he IPod had been plugged into the wall. It shouldn't have died!
She flung herself onto her bed, wrapping herself in the sheets of safety. She covered her eyes. If any baddies were out there, they couldn't get her!
Rachal curled under her sheets, trying to recover from the sheer terror she had placed herself in.
She didn't move, didn't turn of the lights or even satisfy her aching belly. ( It needed food. Badly.)
2- two for the show
She suddenly became aware that something very tiny was against her leg. She peeked out- it was her I-Pod.
No... Okay, maybe she picked it up and carried it with her.
No, she would have left it charging...
Rachal snatched her I-Pod and hid under the sheets. Then she froze, horrified. The iPod was turning on! She had her hand upon the button to turn it on, but why did it shut off before?
She wanted to quickly come to the conclusion it was just her stupid glitchy iPod.
Once it flashed the lock screen, some random face popped out, and the turned back to her regular lock screen. She chucked it, and she didn't move at all. That didn't happen, that didn't happen. Back under the sheets.
