Tattletail Written: Night Terror

December 22, 1998

3 Days Before Christmas

Task: Grab flashlight.

I already hear many weird noises down there, so I hurried along and did as I was told to.

Task: Investigate the grinding noise.

Weirdly enough, I completely forgot what happened the next nights. So I'll truly be playing the game as I'm supposed to.

I ran across the basement and heard the grinding noise get louder and louder until I came across the room Mama was in.

There was a tape, and I put it inside her. She was docile now, after all.

"The children thought Mama could never find them as long as she couldn't see them..."

I mean as a 7-year old, what do you expect?

Task: Find Tattletail upstairs.

First of all what the HELL is he doing up there?!

Second, I'm listening to all of this, no way.

"But Mama could still hear the children."

Hence why I should be quiet, right.

"The pitter-patter of the little feet led Mama right to them."

Is that a good thing-?

"Then Mama found the children. Every, last, one. And put them right back to bed."

*CHXXXCH*

Heeeeelllll nooooo I'm running away now.

It was quite dark to be honest, the lights were off-

The lights were off. Mama was awake. I'm doomed.

I ran carefully upstairs to find that the lights were on there. I also heard a lot of laughter from the living room, so I went there.

And as a parent would say, TATTLETAIL WHAT DID YOU DO.

He emptied the trash for me, so kind. Except he threw it all over the living room rather than outside.

His smile was huge, as if he was proud of what he did.

I grabbed him and scolded him on my mind before the next task.

Task: Bring Tattletail to Mama.

Hmm guess the trash will have to wait for now.

It was quite dark, and I had to recharge my flashlight. Tattletail huddled closer to me, as he hated the dark.

I went back to the room where she was.

"Where's Mama...?"

Furby beat me to it, before I felt my whole body shiver.

Task: Wrap Tattletail back up.

Yaaaaay now there's a Mama in the loose and a pretty vocal Tattletail. What an amazing way to die.

I ran carefully around the basement to his present box. Then wrapped him up as quickly as possible.

Task: Clean Tattletail's mess.

Aaaaaah that's why I wasn't allowed to clean before, THEY MAKE ME DO IT WHEN THERE'S A KILLER ON THE LOOSE.

I ran upstairs without turning my flashlight on. I was too scared to make noise.

As I got to the top of the stairs, the lights went off. I yelled in my mind, but made no sound in real life.

Tip: Loud noises attract Mama. Watch the yellow bell icon.

Tip: If you look directly or close to Mama, your flashlight will turn off. Escape and shake again.

Okay, understood.

As I walked with my fully charged flashlight, I suddenly saw 2 pairs or red eyes staring at me. I held my breath and saw my flashlight go off.

Tip: If you keep looking directly at Mama, when you look away, she will get closer to you.

Tip: Mama only moves when you look away.

So basically, occasionally look around me to see if Mama is around, and if she is, stand still and look the opposite way. Easy right?

NOT WHEN SHE'S RIGHT BEHIND YOU.

I walked carefully the other way and recharged my flashlight.

Tip: Standing in the dark for long periods of time is okay. Just be sure to keep moving so Mama does not trap you.

So if needed, I could basically not have my flashlight and just watch where she was from the corner of my eye, and still be safe as long as I still kept walking carefully.

I looked back at the living room and saw nothing. She must have moved.

I walked there, and started cleaning the mess that Furby left.

Task: Go to bed.

WHILE THE KILLER IS STILL ON THE LOOSE!?

I turned around and saw she was looking straight at me.

I froze. Somehow I couldn't move away.

"Mama will look after you..."

Tip: If Mama speaks out loud to you, it means you are in danger. Attempt to move away as fast as possible.

The tip broke what me and her were having, and I carefully walked the other way, making sure to keep looking at her.

After all, the tip said she only moves when I look away, and the consequence of looking for too long is she coming closer to me.

But that can't happen in the bedroom can it? I can keep looking at where she is the whole time until I jump to bed.

I carefully walked and turned the hallway. I could hear some strange sounds from her.

Tip: Mama makes a grinding noise when she's nearby.

Fun.

I didn't look back and just made a mad dash to my bedroom and jumped in the bed, where I slept immediately.

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