(41K) At this point, everyone is sick of Ben Lawman. His mind games, his image, and all electricity-related deaths included have gotten old, and the public isn't quite as interested anymore. To them, he's passable, predictable, even, ever since the relapse of his old cartridge back in 2011. A refresher for Ben arrives in the form of a teenager who just so happened to a) purchase his game out of impulse, and b) be almost as annoying, disliked, and just as much of a smartass as he is. But can he trust Avery Valentin to help, or even understand him? [Credit to Alex Hall/Jadusable for original creepypasta]