Civ2.exe: Revenge of Spongixxx

I don't know the original author, and I am currently finding them. If you happen to have written this and civ1.exe, please tell me so I can give you credit! Or if you prefer, ask me to delete if!

Important NOTE: The rest of the story is lost to time.

I find this a bit weirder, how the author speaks is a bit differient in this one, in my opinion.

Chapter 1: ???

I wake up in my hotel, with my cat lying beside me. It wasn't so long ago before the events occured. I am still scared from the past events. The way Spongebob looked at me, tied me up, and held the gun upwards like a gangster is still fresh into my mind. I used to live a normal life, but now I have been trying to keep it low. It's been a minute since I have played a RTS game, or even a strategy game in general since those events occured. My views of the original civilization games have changed since those events. But I have been thinking about another old computer I brought with me, and wanted to finally hopefully wash the bad taste lifted upon my mouth after that experience. Yes, Civilization 2, my favorite out of all the Civilization games, and dare I say, the last good Civilization game. I lost Civilization 2 from my collection since the fire I made burned down my house. I am planning today to go.

Anyways, I do my usual jog (carefully of course, I don't know if Spongebob is still around), and I take a good look at the bridge. It is a gigantic wooden bridge that connects the south part of our town to the west. Originally built for traveling with horse, has evolved to be a somewhat stable, sturdy bridge that cars often cross. It still suprises me that, for almost 175 years, it has yet to be burned down.

I head down, and decide to walk towards my old house. However, I have been unable to find it. Maybe it is for the best, so I just walk back to my hotel. And a random side note, I can't believe how much rent has gotten for hotels compared to years ago where I used to travel around the world, but I had stopped because I always found myself too busy. Of course, as soon as I go back to my hotel, the entire city loses power, and I have no idea why. So, I waited. And waited. And, it's been at least 4 hours, and apparently the power isn't coming back on for another 12 hours, of course.

Well, I guess I should go now. I head down to the old nearly broken down store. I go and check, and sure enough, there it was. Civ II for $79.99, and that is a bit more than I remember, but since I want to replay it, I will pay that much. After that, I got home and tried to check the game to see if it works. However, my old computer I got is broken for some reason, and I have to fix it, which isn't very fun to fix at all.

I found the issue, for some reason, the battery started to leak its corrosive acid, and I am going to have to fully replace every component that it affected. And the worst part is I have never done this before, so I don't really know ifit will go over well, or I will ruin it and the computer will burn into a million pieces. Ok, it is easier than I thought, and I managed to get it working. Though the only operating system is NetBSD (the networking on my machine needs to be fixed again, to hopefully get the wireless internet working on that), despite me originally installing Windows 98 SE. It's still running NetBSD 1.4, and for context, the latest version is 9.0. It has been a solid 25 years since I touched it. So I am going to have to completely wipe the parition created for NetBSD and replace it with Windows 98, and somehow reinstall a much later version of NetBSD. I have always liked *Nix systems, something about the nature of it I have always liked much more than windows ever could achive.

After running the Windows 98 installer, I have known weird messages that pop up. Notably: "Error: jmp 0666:0420 segment out of bounds of CS:IP" Each time, the blue background found on the installer would turn red, with eerie screams coming from the PC Speaker. However, I am pretty sure it is just a glitch. After all, I just replaced a leaking battery, and I am sure that is what's causing it, but I swear it gives me the chills. Randomly whilst I am working, I hear random cries, knowing full well it is just the installer. Sometimes the background changes into what I am currently thinking in my head, but I am sure that too is just some coindicence, after all, windows 98 can be buggy at times. After all, I can only see nothing in my head, for some reason, so basically the background turns black. A lot less cooler than I made it sound, huh? Anyways, I know what you are saying: "Why the hell would this happen on a Windows 98 machine? PC Speakers can't produce high-fidelity audio playback", and to that I say "Ok, you're right." and I wanted to sound cooler. It is actually just a high pitch frequency that sounded a bit like a scream. And my Graphics Card is also corrupted, and it is a relatively common uncommon imagery. It happens because usually the machine is old and broken, but strange red disks star tappearing, and I have grew to get used to it, no matter how uncomfortable I feel. Anyways I enter the usual, and it took like 7 hours, no idea why it took that long.

I finally excitingly pop the CD in my machine, and to my suprise, the installer works well. There are absolutely zero errors, nothing out of the normal happened. But unfortunately, my pc turned off before it finished, once again, another issue ran into my computer that I have to repair.

I instantly found the issue. Nearly half of the capacitors exploaded simultaniously. Meaning I would have to solder. But somehow, the BIOS region was completely nuked by the corrosive acid. What exactly is going on? How could all of that happened instantaniously? Well, it is old after all, so I am going to have to learn soldering. Also, unrelated note, I wish soldering was pronounced sole dur ing, not saw der ing. Anyways, I don't know soldering. I almost burned the board 7 times, almost caused a fire, and I had to explain to the hotel staff why the fire alarm went off. It was probably the worst period of my life, and yes, it probably could have instantly solved if I just ordered a new computer on Ebay, but this machine I sort of grew up with, and I am not backing down, no mater how threatening the staff gets at me for burning down the hotel, almost. Anyways, I try soldering again, and I finally get rid of one of the capacitors. Albeit there is an obvious threat of more corrosive acid, but I need to remove the capacitors before I get rid of the corrosive acid, but what if we just get rid of the acid first? Well, it was quickly solved and boom. All the acid has become successfully erased, and I started to unsolder the other capacitors, and oh my god, I accidentally burned part of the capacitor, luckily not the board itself, which I hope is fine, but that is almost the 8th time I have started a fire. It quickly started to flame up, and ok, maybe leaving my soldering kit on the capacitor itself isn't the best idea, but its what you gotta do. Anyways, I manage to get some modern, relatively decent capacitors that should last for a long time and yes, finally something that is slightly easier than soldering itself! Well, unsoldering that is. However, then I noted that, somehow the capacitor was not on the board very strong, I could easily just tear it off. Turns out you need a soldering material instead of trying to burn metal, whoops. Another trip to the store, I guess.

Get back from the store, and uh. Once again I almost caused a fire, I decided to not unplug my soldering kit and decided to lay it on a wooden crate. Whoops, luckily I got quick enough before the fire alarm went off. Anyways, I somehow managed to get my first capacitor, but then my worst fear came true: I almost burned myself. After getting a bit bored I almost dropped the soldering machine on my hand, before quickly picking it up. Maybe I should back off for today, and considering it takes awhile for the soldering machine to heat up, I will decide to put it in ice cold water overnight. However, I quickly realized that this is probably dangerous, and just unplugged the machine.

I finally get some rest, and yet again, I have to try the soldering. After almost burning the hotel again for the n-th time, I finally got my capacitors in and... Nothing. The screen doesn't actually turn on. Turns out I burned the system after trying to solder. After feeling down on this event, I decide to just order a new computer from that era on ebay. I get my laptop turned on, and check my emails. I recived a strange email from heiscomingforme@turnusin.org, the subject was: "How is it going?". After reading the email, the rest said: "Hey, I remember you from middle school. I have to write this quickly, and I wish for getting a response as soon as possible. I have to warn you. Do not play into HIS GAME. The game HE WANTS YOU TO PLAY will reanimate him from the dead, and he will come back with an iron fist to torture everyone for his collapse. Don't listen to him.". There, it also contained an embedded image. The image contained a weird black background, with a red folder in the middle. I decide to hover over my mouse to the folder, not expecting anything, when I was able to click it. As soon as I did that, intense music blasts the speakers,making me feel on edge. It contains a file: youarenext.mp3. A constant buzzing is heard, and voices from all over are audible from various songs. Distorted music plays, and what seems to be another differient song playing on your right ear, and I swear I can hear something. So I open it in audacity. There is no saving this audio. I swear I can hear something or someone speaking to me.

I ask him what is going on with the audio, and what he means. Somehow, he instantly responded. The title says: "You are him" The context said: "You know the answers to your questions". At that point, I instantly knew that he won't answer my questions, so I just stop responding.

Anyways, I head to ebay.com and search for some old computers. I luckily find a new old computer, at a pretty pricy price. At $299.99, it appears to be a desktop 9x era computer. The ebay seller's name is: "billy bobxxx", which I think sounds like a pretty cool name, though it has striking resembelence to my name, but I just shug it off, because I know better. It ships from Nepal, out of all places, which is quite strange. When I get to checkout however, my computer started acting a bit more funkier than normal. My mouse starts being moved to places I swear I am not moving, and the cursor is starting to cycle through many animations at once, so I probably have a virus if anything. Then, a new page is opened, and it is to LISTENTOME.com, with a pretty vague description on what is going on. I get a bit creeped out, since there is crying of a newborn infant playing, and then a sharp metal bang, as if the baby was hit by a metalic object, which I find quite distrubing, in my opinion. I try hard reading the web page, the text is dark grey whilst the background is dark black. I think it says something about the rise of evil, and how I am making a grave mistake, which I am confused about. It is probably some hacker trying to sell me on some product so he can steal my money and run away, but as soon as I click the X button, the web page responds: "I can read your mind. You do not trust me. For I will clear your mind of any doubt, like washing of a dirty shirt to be reused again". And then, a new page opened up, this time, it was a youtube video. It was a video of me running away from Spongebob, and setting my house on fire. And then it hit me, I was being stalked, so I tried taking control of my computer, and I was having to battle against a strong force on the mouse. Whoever had the strongest force on the mouse wins. My body was shuck, he was strong. I tried putting all of my energy and finally I think he got exhausted, and there was less resistance. I quickly click on the ebay page, a new tab in firefox opened up which I quickly closed via a keybinding (Alt + F4), and I pressed the order button. I have successfully ordered the computer. Then a notepad opened up saying: "You idiot", and the mysterious hacker user vanished into the darkness, never to be seen again.

Then, my power gets shut off, which is kind of ominious, but that is not out of the ordinary. Every friday, the power always goes out. Of course. Anyways, turns out, for me, that my hotel is running into issues, so you guess it, always happens on thursdays. So, I have to actually leave my house. This is probably the first time I have noticed how small our town is, with very low amounts of roads, and how most of it is made from dirt opposed to concrete. Hardly there is any police that comes through, and if anything, there are probably more national guards having to step in to account for the shortage of police than any other place. With the amount of chaotic situations that happen here, it probably is the least suprising thing. From the power going out due to aging infrastructure that hasn't been touched since the 50's probably, to the shortage of police staff, it really makes you wonder why I am still staying here, out of all places. On top of everything else, we have the highest rent rate in our state. And as to why, well, I don't have the money to even move out, and trust me, I would definitely move out if I could.

Anyways, I walk some sketchy dirt path, and I saw someone approach me. I was hesitant to stay, since of the high crime rate in my city, but he said something that made me chill. "Don't run, I will not take you out. What you just did will make the human race go extinct", and then he magically disapeared. I was confused, because I am a logical person, and I have no words to even describe how or why those events occured. Just then, all of the electricity in my area just went out like a snap of a finger. I had to go back to the hotel and figure out what was going on, something wasn't right.

And there it is, my house I saw it appear and disapear for a second, and my eyes were terrified, what just went happened? I had to go back to my hotel quickly. I get into my hotel, and for a split second, everyone I knew was gone, but then suddenly everyone appeared again, am I going insane? I think I need to get some rest, I must be going i n s a n e .

Next day I feel much better, and luckily, the computer has been shipped, though not delivered quite yet. I go to my wooden box, and, for some reason, the soldering kit was turned on, and it started creating a small fire, I don't know when it was set off, unfortunately. I didn't even put it there, have I been going insane at all? Oh well, I think I forgot to lock my apartment hotel this time, so maybe somebody got into my room and turn it on, since I remember taking the soldering kit into a special containers. Who would do that I don't know, but surely that has to be the reason.

I have started to notice a lot of weird events transpiring. I have started to make a suprising amount of grammatical and spelling mistakes, and I swear, it is not because of the author's worsening english grammar, it is just I can't explain it. Things have been getting worse, with the power turning off an on at a rapid place, at a set frequency. For a few seconds the power would turn off, and then turn on. Now it has gotten so short, where the power starts coming back on and off at approxiately 0.2 seconds or 5 Hertz a second. Something must have started going aray. I have a laptop with me, and start searching for answers to my questions. Apparently, some website (theanswerstoallofyourquestions.org) claimed to be explaining all of these phenominoms with them explaining in the most pseudo-scientific terms possible. It calls of the "Revenge" of an ancient evil spirit, at which they were upset, and are trying to make us humans stop being able to express in our native language, and start speaking in mandarin chinese, because they are apparently going to transfer every person who is deemed worthless to china where they can be made into harsh labor camps to create a weapon of mass dinosaurs, that is robotic. Which obviously is so outlandish, I start thinking it is a parody. Actually, it probably is, but I feel like it is strange how it is actively describing issues that I am facing, from people coming in and out of your vision, people disapearing, your house that you burned down reappearing, all very specific things that make me think that there is some truth in their statements. Finally, I get back on some website which claims to have finally cracked the code to the evil spirits name, but as soon as I do that, apparently the page was deleted by an unknown government agency, which I am skeptical over its authe--- SIGNAL RECIVED --- I AM --- SIGNAL LOST ---

I recently have started making notes of all oddities. From random notes I never written being written on this paper, to random pitches being played, something must be going on, or maybe I am having a bad day. I recently have started making notes of none of the existing oddities. From random notes I wrote being written on this paper, to random pitches not being played, something isn't going on, or maybe I am having a good day.

I can't believe I have to continue writting down my thoughts, it's getting worse.

Today is the next day, waking up from my sleep, I realize I finally have received the package I have been waiting for for over a week. It is quite a flimsy parcel, with some writing in red marker that I think says "You shouldn't have done that", which is oddly familiar to me, but I think it is more of a hunch than actually being correct. The parcel itself is badly damaged as there are noticeable tears, cuts, and an awful warped look, and given the terrible state of the package, I hope that the computer I spent 300 bucks on isn't completely boiled alive. I quickly grab a box cutter knife I have sitting right beside me, and quickly realize that the tape is so strong that I would have to cut the box itself instead of the tape. After opening the box up, it seemed that it contains a very tightly secured, robust, up-to-date measures put in place to protect this badly damaged package, like a flimsy paper that hardly protects the computer. I grabbed the paper and moved it to the garbage can, and snatch the computer. It came with everything I needed, and even a convenient monitor which is only here because of plot convenience even though no computer you get comes with a monitor for free.

I rush into the main living room where a table is sitting, and plug it into my port. I quickly connect the Port directly into the machine, and in a few minutes later, everything is set up just the way I wish. I rushed to my hotel's bedroom where there lies a shelf where I placed Civ2, which I quickly grab. I put that bad boy into the cd drive, and whack that molded poly-carbonate plastic disc back into that bad boy, and slam it right into the machine itself, which may be a slight exaggeration, but OK. The machine is perfectly crisp, and I knew you were expecting the Machine to be haunted, not the CD, but its neith-, I mean oh I slammed it into the CD, and turned that machine on, and waited for the booting phase. Which took exactly 271828 18284590452353602874713526624977572470936999595749669676277240766303535475945713 82178525166427427466391932003 I counted in my head, small units of time, which is the instantaneous change of time from one point of time to another, so 1 very small unit of time is basically the next "frame" of the world, and don't ask why I have such precise measurements, I am a gifted child of great visual imagery, and that is why I was rated first place in the kindergarten spelling bee which was over 25 years ago, but I digress.

And, the disc, doesn't work. It isn't damaged, but it turns out, that I need to actually wire up the CD drive as stated in the description of the ebay listing. I open the PC Case and, obviously, attach the cabel directly to the motherboard and make sure it is in there. And... The power goes out immediately as soon as I put that baby and wire it up.

So, what was I expecting? I usually get the power off and on, and this time it was exceptionally longer than usual. I spent a few hours of my life once again traveling outside, finding nothing of interest, until the power comes back on. As I was traveling on a dirt path that was almost being destroyed as I walked on it, I noticed a strange man approach me. He was wearing a black fedora with generic buisness clothes, and he was holding a briefcase in his left hand specifically. His glasses were obviously old, and they were rounded too. His watch was actually impossible to read, but I suppose it looked fancy enough. He then said hello to me, and I was a bit scared. I asked him for his name, and apparently it is Tom, which he kind of does, wearing that fedora. I asked him why he had approached me, and to that, he responded that unusual things are going on with our technology, and things that are seemingly only possible in the realm of fiction are actually possible here. He asked me any supernatural encounters, and I was a bit stuck. Should I tell him I saw this spongebob guy, who held a sawned off shotie? If I do, he probably would think I am a lunatic, but again he said that things that are only possible in fiction are possible here, because of technology. His very phrasing of that sentance reminded me of how that one website I read that contained those peculiar ideas. So, I am an honest man, and I respond with the story I have told before. The Shotgun holding sponge, Squidward dying, and all of that. To my suprise, he looks very concerned. I asked what made it a big deal, and his response scared me. "Billy bob", the man said, "the world is terrified of this threat, and you here to tell me that you're the one who started it?" with that generic old man accent that you usually imagine when thinking of old people. I said: "Uh maybe, but I killed spongebob with his own shotgun". The old man Tom laughs. "You told me you killed an ancient evil that has haunted thousands of generat ions? Haha, more likely he is waiting again, waiting for another opertunity to come back into the real world. We thought we got rid of ol' spongeybob. Ya see, I work as part of the government, and as soon as the first episode of spongebob was released, our government silently declared spongebob squarepants as a security threat to our country. Soon enough our worst night mares were confirmed and Spongebob began coming to our world, and we have no idea why. We suspect some 7 year old gang was worshipping him and summon ed him. Not only did he bring himself, but he brought the true pinical of evil. We don't know his name, but he looks a bit like that one patrick dude. Next thing you know it, gruesome murders were being reported. Gun noises, screaming, mutilated bodies, heads, all the normal stuff we usually see in our town, so we thought nothing and just sent a small team of investigators.", and I was interested in hearing more so I didn't ask any questions. "We all thought it was normal that our investigators never came back, until we found him dead in our chimney in my office, with parts of his brain scattered. That is how we knew it was serious buisness.". The man looks clearly traumatized, and I asked: "Well, what did you do then?" Tom was getting more nervous, "We sent out an entire task force. Soon enough, after many many hard work searching him down, we found the perpetrader. It was none other than Spongebob himself, though it looked oddly realistic, it was kind of terrifying. Oh my, those images. Still give me nightmares. And there was this pink fellow, dubbed Patrixxx, and he was also realistic. Our entire task force was eliminated. And, that is as far as I know on that story. Somehow we got him back into his dimension.". I ask him why did he think I freed him, to that he responded how computers were acting strange ever since the exact second I have killed Spongebob. Glitches, mysterious ones. And the people are having a frenzy. Electricity was cut off in order to prevent damage. He also explained that I must have somehow failed to contain him properly. He's still out there, in fact, he's always out there. Then he responded to me: "You're going to have to work with me now.", and he faded off into the distance. Then, magically, the power came back on That must mean I can finally play civ2!

As soon as the power was back on, I noticed crowd stationed at the governers house, with signs being raised like: "Contain the sponge" and "Patrixxx is not our friend", and I was probably hallocinating again because I saw the sky turn red, and apparently I started hearing voices. My vision turned more black and dark, I was slowly approaching my hotel, all from muscle memory. I get back in, speak gibberish to the person at the front and get back into my room. Suddenly, everything reverted to normal. There were no signs of the protestors, the sky wasn't red, and my vision just returned to normal. I guess I might be getting older. I noticed that my bathroom door was slightly open, even though I didn't open it, which is strange, though I have no answer. Suddenly, the Spongebob Squarepants intro played on the intercoms to all hotels, in reverse, and at an extremely high pitch, hurting my ears. Not only that, but it was so loud that I almost thought I was going deaf. I said it was in my head, but then I could slightly hear other noises. My ears felt like they were going to expload, and after a painful few minutes, it was over. I could hardly hear for a solid 45 minutes. I lie there on the ground,

defeated. And I heard some other announcement, but all I could hear was gibberish, as my ears were blasted. I passed out for exactly 45 minutes. I wake back up, my hearing almost returning to normal. I get a note on my door about their appologies for the loud noise that had transpired. They said that it was probably someone hacking them, trying to scare us, that is just all, which I guess is right. Then, I look outside my windows, it was so loud that it broke all glass expect my monitor, convinently. I get off my floor, and go towards the computer, turning it on. Before playing the game, I have decided to get used to the computer. The mouse I have is of course one of those Trackingballs or whatever they are called and of course it is engrained to the keyboard itself, making it awkward to even use. I always hated this. My shaky hands just miss exactly what I want to click, and me having to put enough strength to not only keep my hand going but my sanity as I fight back the most awkard to use mouse in existance. My hands are hurting from it because it is that feeling that you are getting close, and boom it is gone, and that really will make you go mad after enough fails. Finally, I position my mouse to the "my pc" to see if there were anything on this system I haven't noticed yet. Suprisingly, this PC is wiped clean of any of that, so I have my share of the rest of the PC before continuing on this game I wanted to play. I load up the Civ II installer yet again, and go through it. It takes a minute, but it is finally done and I exit out of the installer and there it is.

Chapter 2:

My name is Tom Butchmen, well after I changed my name, and fled because the government told me to. I am actually old, and my life changed after I played a game. But nobody believed in me. I escaped from some dude, I should have destroyed the disc. But that story isn't important of my background all those years ago. All ye need to know is a plushie was found near my bed, and I actually started this thing, but I'm going to blame my friend for sending me the CD, because who the fuck would give them their CD just to ask their friend to do it? What crackhead just doesn't keep it? After that, I had to move again to this awful place, and I never told the government anything, and I think that they didn't notice. Because the author has nothing better for right now, I mean events that have happened to me are not of interest, I will just do a flashback.

Flashback to 4 years ago

I am in my office, staring out of the window with my hands behind my back, the room being lit only from my window. The noise outside is quiet, with no sound other than my breath. I feel the sun radiating on my skin, which makes me feel good. I reach out, almost touching my window to fully expand the scene, but I was briefly interrupted by a knocking on my door. I quickly make my way to the door and open it, hoping for an update on what happened to our investigators, it was Dim Pickens. He looked more terrified than usual, his face looks like he has almost withered away completely, and incredibly pale. 'Butchmen', he said with an unusual sharp prounouncation 'tch', 'He...', then he stopped for a prolonged moment. His pause was explained by his increased stress as he continued to speak. His body was shaking rapidly, his body on the verge of almost collapsing from weakness to having hardly enough strength to stay still, likely from fear. I ask him to calm down, which he tried to do. He becomes slightly more coherent, "I.. I saw h. his face.. HE KILLED THEM!" and his body develops an intense shock, and it was the last energy he had before collapsing. The emergancy department rushing towards him, and moving him out of my doorway. Then I remembered, *the game*. Damnit Cyle, why did you send the game? As soon as I came to the conclusion, Kale Jishuba came to my office. An old friend, he used to come to me to talk about findings and discoveries, whilst I also give in my thoughts. He looks unusually terrified as well. 'Tom, from what reports have been hearing, it seemed like the Government had a right to consider it as a National security threat!". My jaw almost dropped, but I am too moddest to do so. I always made fun of the government for considering Spongebob Squarepants as a Security threat, so much so that I had almost lead a coalition with the purpose of getting rid of it. 'Well,' he said, his eyes obviously panicing, and with the tone of 'I told ya so', 'The reports, as of now, are unconfirmed. But we have every reason to believe that it was him. Ya know, you have a lot to learn still when it comes to reasoning. Your reasoning made sense (during) the times of where us humans foolishly accepted it. The impossible is possible now'. I couldn't believe it, so much so that I refused the reasoning. 'Spongebob is a fictional character', I said outloud, and his response was with laughter 'See? Your reasoning is outdated!'. He walks out, but before he leaves my office, he informs me of other murders that happen, with similar brutality, but differient methods back at my old state of California, which definitely leaves room for concern. Before I get to say goodbye, he leaves my office. I start to think about this 'Creature', it can't be that fast to the point where he can operate in two differient states that quickly. Then it hit me, there's two of them. Luckily my old co-workers have to deal with the other one, I'm sure that they are doing just fine anyways. Since of my high status, I have to report my ideas on how to tackle the problem. I walk into the meeting room, with 25 other people. Suprisingly, they want my plan. I open my mouth quickly without hesitation, 'Nah we don't need planning, all we need is a government issued task force'. As soon as I said that, everyone clapped, and cheers were heard everywhere in the meeting room. 'Sir Butchmen', said the highest authority figure that I don't know the name of, 'This is why you are getting promoted to a higher level'. And from that moment, I was declared a Public Hero. 'Until the next notice, do not interupt me!', I said. The entire meeting room went up in cheering.

I go to my room, sort of worried that it will even work in the first place.

The next day is oddly sorrow, and odd. It is that one feeling that you feel, even though nothing has happened to make you assume that. I walk into the conference room, and everyone is horrified. They look at me, and the highest level guy looked terrified. My plan worked, too well. I get briefed in by none other than Kale Jishuba. Raised with a slightly confident, but terrified none the less, pose he states, "Spongebob has become alive again. He is killing people, with

a shotgun. Before we get into the most damning evidence, I have to give you the reports of the murderer. All reports given have one thing in common: A shotgun wielding pshycopath who murders people in the most gruesome ways possible, but somehow escape from vision. It originally began very amature, but very little. Soon, violence spread throughout our town, everywhere gun noises are heard. More brutal deaths, and more people go missing. I get back to my own house, and I found our old reporter. His dead body was forced right into my furnace, his face torn off burning alive. Random bits of his brain fill my room. I was disgusted. Whoever he is, I thought, he knows that we are going to get rid of him.But then we got him on camera."

Present day

Going back to current time, I can't remember what exactly happened, but all I remember is that he was contained. I have gotten reports of California, as of recent, the investigation team failed miserbly. Every single member was found dead, some shit to do with X, but that is how California really is. The government of California collapsed, and not even the Military can establish order anymore. I am interested, however, in reading it in the textbooks

Chapter 3: ????

So, I get to my computer, and launch that bad boy. I get past the normal intro, it sounded normal, but then suddenly everything glitched out. I saw some assembly code meshing, and I felt right back at home. Finally, I get to the main title screen. In the original civ screen, the text upon the symbol would read: "In omnia parntus" or translate to: "All things are born". I'm probably the only one to know what it stood for before I told ya, eh? Anyways it had been replaced with something else: "Deus sum, adora me vel mori", and I knew that sum means I am and Deus means God. So it roughly said: "I am god, ????". I look at the menu box, and I couldn't start a new game, as they were blacked out. The only option I could thus chose from was "Load a game", which was odd. Then, scarly enough, after clicking on "Load a game", the entire background changed. The image changed. The woman in the image looked possesed, with her mouth open. The statue of Marcus Aurelius torn off, with part of his skill visible, and omminous. The background was dark red, and the emblem looked as if it rusted, possibly from age. The woman was now holding the head of the woman to the left, which was dead. The books stacked were all torn and destroyed. I was terrified, but surely it was just a glitch.

As soon as the loading screen popped up on my screen, I noticed something that immediately caught my rather unfocused line of sight. This game had already contained a rather large set of save files*, each of which I never remember playing. Most likely, these were pre-installed save files that came bundled with this game, but I never remembered Civ2 having pre-save files at all.

What also caught my eye was the last save, simply titles (NAME HERE).sav. What made it so strange was that it was blanked out. Basically a graphical way of telling the user that the following save could not be played just yet. I decided to still select it. After I did that, a windows 98 error message popped up with rather cryptic meaning: (TITLE) (DESCRIPTION)

In all my experience playing older windows games, I have never seen that happen on Window's default navigation menu, which struck me in the wrong way. I wanted to know what these save files were here for, so I decided to play each save in order. The first of which was titled: "GAHDEAD03011997.sav" After the game finished its usual loading screen, I was immedietely dropped into a game of the Indian Civilization. The instant that the game loaded, I immedietely noticed a new feature that I had never seen before: The Leader Potrait, located on the middle of the empty left side box. In the original CIV2 game, there is no way of looking at your Leader's Potrait. The only leaders you could look at were only on the diplomacy screen. But never is your leader potrait displayed, period. The game manual, however, originally suggested that there was going to be a feature that would let you change your leader's potrait which might have implied at some point this feature. would have been implemented (Pg. 29 Sid Meier's Civilization 2 Manual). However, this was never actually implemented. That change alone was enough to have me sort of bothered, and a bit concerned. I wondered why I would have never known of such an immedietely obvious feature.

Regardless, my eyes were immeditely fixed upon the Leader Potrait. The leader, Ghandi, had a terrified look on his face. His eyes were on the verge of tears. His face looked much more old and frail. His eyes were less pronounced, and almost looked like his eyes were completely white. He looked like as if he was going to die any minute now. His usual smile was noticably gone. It was a frown, and a very pronounced one at that. I swore I could have heard Ghandi saying in a silent, depressed voice: "We're next.", but I wasn't sure if I heard it correctly.

After getting bored from looking at Ghandi, I noticed how well the indians were doing. It was 980 BC, and noticed the rich terrain that blessed our civilization. Our terrain was rich in gems, animals, and other goods. The capital was heavily developed, with a solid size of 25, especially for 980 BC. Each tile made use of the Refrigerator technology, leading to a boost of food. All tiles were using railroads as well, which also boosted trade. Each sea-based city made extensive use of the harbor improvement as well which boosted our trade and food. The rich sea blossumed with trade and food. Other cities were booming in population, and gifted with a surplus of food. The developed cities produced many shields, and ripe with so many Wonders of The World. From The Great Crusade, The Pyramids, The Oracle, and even modern improvements like the Statue of Liberty and Shakespear's Play were all adding to the Civilization score.

I investigated our capital and noticed that everyone was happy, and content. The amount of food being generated was astronomical, the shields being produced were also very good as well. With all of this wonderful state, I started to wonder what Ghandi was complaining about. Apparently, the capital almost finished the Manhattan Project, which is very good. After a quick glance at the military , I noticed that our biggest problem was our lack of of one.

The only troops we had were just Infantry, and we only had 3 of them out of over 30 cities in our realm. I clicked off the menu, only to be greeted with a slight change in the map I couldn't put my finger on. As soon as I noticed that, I was immediately caught off by the song that immediately played: "Aristotle's Pupils", but what made it unnerving was how it was heavily slow down and distorted, with occasional glitchy artifacts that can hardly be heard, and you would have thought that you just misheard it if you didn't know exactly how it sounded.

I explored the map only to find that there were no other civilizations left. Whoever played this game decided to beat all the other civilizations, and won. There is an option to continue playing, which must have happened. I tried to load another save, but something stopped me from doing it physically. I had never felt anything like that before. There was really nothing of interest, and I haven't even moved to the next turn.

Before moving to the next turn, I decided to see the advisors, because it is the most beloved feature in all of civilization that, unfortunately, has never came back after this game. As soon as I clicked, I noticed that it was the modern theme, with all those backgrounds used, but all of the advisors were missing. The captions only just read: "*silence"*, which is omminious and highly unusual. Well, I quit out of that tab confused, and decided to continue the next turn. This time, Ghandi's face looked even more depressed. He almost looked like he has aged 25 years, which suprised me.

Then, my game froze for exactly 5 minutes. I thought it crashed, as it was outputting a highly disturbing gargled glitch noise. But then, a notification popped on on the screen. The title simply said "Why?", with there being no description on it. Ghandi's face became more darker, with an expression I can't at all describe. I glanced around and notice the worsening terrain. The gems have turned into a normal mountain. The entire grass terrain turned into the Tundra terrain. Every animal disapeared. The water was completely frozen over. This can't be good, I thought. And sure enough, the next turn, my worst fears are confirmed. Every single city revolted, so for every city, you had to patiently click "close", which takes a long time, and really annoyed me. Worst of all, famine quickly spread. The capital lost half of its entire population, with it being worse the further away from the capital you go. Entire cities were destroyed, with only a handful of cities remaining. At this point, I was greeted with arranging a meeting with my advisors. I accept, and, the same thing happened. Silence. After a few moves, nearly all of the Indian Civilization was destroyed. I pressed on, and then, I get the game over screen briefly, before hearing loud disturbing glitchy noises, and then it magically crashed.

What was that? What just happened? At that point, I knew the game had been hacked somehow, and I wanted to see how far someone went into this hack. I relaunched the game and re-load the save. As soon as I clicked it, a Hyperrealistic terrifying image of Ghandi Appeared. It was almost pitch black, with his face having black [sic] pupils and red eyes. You can visible see all of his pores on his face, it was that good. Then, a hyperreal istic scream played, and it scared me. Then, static. After exactly 3 minutes, Ghandi appeared with bloody text saying: "I am god", with a loud screaming noise that was even more louder than the earlier one. The entire image was turned into a red tint, and the game crashed.

That scared me, as I was not expecting that. As funny as it may sound, if you were in a dark room, like I was, in a hotel, like I was, not expecting such an image, you would kind of be a bit paniced. I wasn't sure if I could trust the game at this point. What if it didn't crash? Being a bit afraid and paranoid, I checked Task Manager. It turns out that it, indeed, crashed. What happened though was in fact odd, as I actually do hash checks regularly. The save had a distinct MD-5 hash of: (INSERT HASH HERE). What was odd was that the hash of the save file was the same.

That meant that nothing was modified on the save file itself, but rather, the game was programmed to give you that event after it had finished playing. Another possibility was that the save had the event embedded in itself, so when the game detected that the save that already ran was being ran again, it would just execute that instead. Why I was so inter ested in the reasoning behind this is beyound me at this point, but we all think too hard over things that are completely arbitrary and trivial in of itself.

Me, being the person I am, decided to check the hash for Civ2.exe, to see its hash to hopefully narrow down where this copy originated. Even more strange, the MD5 hash was the same as the normal Civilization 2 game, which, again, suggested two things. One of them was that they somehow found a way to "hack" the hash so that it produces the same hash, or another program was being ran or running that actually activated this "cursed" copy of civilization II.

From that moment onword, I became more interested in the internel workings of the program rather than the program itself.

After doing a quick scan of all the files, nothing was out of the ordinary. That meant that the game was not modified, but that didn't make any sense. So, what was actually going on was beyond me at this point. All of my years of computer experience have apparently been completely destroyed by this one silly little game. But there was one thing I could have done. That is, check byte by byte of the original CIV2.exe game and compare it to this one. To save you the amount of time I spent scanning, it was all the same. There were absol utely no difference. But how did that work? At this point, I started to questi on my own sanity. Maybe this was always in Civilization II and I never noticed ? But that was shot down quickly as I realized that I have played that game for years, and not once, did I see a potrait feature which meant that this wasn't the same game. Of course, I have gone too far to actually stop doing more inve stigating.

After testing it on emulated hardware, nothing was out of the ordinary. After testing it on a friends old hardware, the same thing that happened on my computer happened on his.

The game was all glitchy, and it was all so weird. At that point, I deicided, out of curiosity, to reload the save I first played back at my hotel room. Then, the same thing happened. A hyperealistic image of Ghandi Appeared, and I started to get freaked out because the game knew that I had alreay played it, even though i was running it on another computer. After thanking my friend for letting me use his computer. After going back to my hotel, I noticed something odd. But I was unable to put it into words. All I could do was feel something that I knew changed. The bed didn't look no differient, not even my cubbords. I checked, and I remembered that I didn't move my chair so far back. It took me awhile, but I swear I remember that I didn't push it to the left, I pushed it backwords only, like most people.

From what I have learned about the game so far, it seems to be beyond my under standing on how it operates. It also seems to run perfectly fine on emulated hardware, but as soon as you start it on real hardware, the game just goes.. Weird.. Strange... Then a renewed interest began in me to complete the game and see what else it had to offer.

I of course re-launch civ2.exe, because I am obviously intriuged, much like you (likely not, but hey). I select another save. This savename, "HELP.sav", has a dramatically differient tone for the name itself. It isn't anything too special, other than it features the Mongolian Civilization. Instead of succeeding, the civilization is obviously struggling. There is basically only one city, albeit there is no other civilization left, so I guess that we're fine anyways. The potrait feature is kind of intriguing, and Ghengas Kong looks relatively cool, calm, and collective, which is suprising. After a quick glance at my realm, I notice that it is rather poor. There isn't a lot of food to go along with it, nor trade. Thus obviously resulted in poor science output and money, so I was destined to hopefully recover. Before I recover this failure of a mongolian civilization, I decided this time call upon my local advisors, who may or may not even be there in the first place.

I go to the advisors, and suprisingly, everyone is there. I press play on the military advisor, and for a split second, the military advisor had red eyes, you probably know every .exe cliche, and I don't need to explain it any further. Anyways, he was completely silent, but the more that I watched it, the more that it seemed like the military advisor was slowly becoming more disturbed and terrified. He started looking around his room, quickly, and swiftly Then, he quickly turned around and ran out of his room as fast as he could. His body almost looked like it was going to collapse from the awkward, sudden, movement.

His muscles were actively visible, working as hard as he possibly can. His legs moving back and forth at a speed I have never seen anyone run before. His body was visibly disturbed from whatever happened, and sweat was visible from all over his body. His arms moving up and down at a rapid pace, his brain hardly being able to keep up with the speed difference each second, and his body looked like it couldn't even support such high speeds. But it was too late. Something or someone must have put an explosive tripwire outside his room, and started messing with him. This caused him to try to escape, not realising that it luring him in an even more brutal trap. This Explosion was extremely hyperealistic, and was the least compressed thing visible. It was completely crystal clear with no visible artifacts. The explos ion sounded like an actual explosion from my computer. Afterwords, his body propelled backwords, trying to resist the obvious force of the explosion, which was obviously much more stronger than his.

You could see the moments exactly before and after death, it completely blurred the lines. His body was actively fighting the force with his strength, implying that he was still alive, but as it continued, his leg bursted off backwards hidding his mirror, causing it to crack open. The mirror was covered with blood from the fresh limb that ripped off like a twig. He was failing to survive, and he lost his major resisting force. Afterwords, his face burned, and you could see his body burning, his flesh melting into a liquid form, and he let out a hyperrealistic scream, trying to calm himself down from the intense pain he was facing. Then his head detached from his body, and for the first time in history, you were able to see the exact moment he died, it couldn't have been CGI. His head was pushed back with such a large amount of force that it aimed direc tly at the camera. You could visibly see the skull of his face, his eye popping out of his eyesocket. His nose torn off, with visible burned nosturals. It then quickly flung into the camera, causing a disturbing crack noise and, the head splattered and filled the lens with his blood. Then, the screen turned into static. It was quickly fixed, with the crack still visible, you could see the blood filling the entire room. His skull right on his bed, and you could also see his body finally collapsing backwords, and eventually crashing at such a rapid speed to the right of his move, it caused it to again completely splatter his lifeless body, and then the image displayed static. Then, an evil laugh was heard, and the camera for the military advisor became just static.

Somebody or someone had set up a bomb just to assasinate our army advisor, which we didn't have any military in the first place, so I guess we are fine. However, what disturbed me was that he was of no use. Something wanted to kill him for their own sick, twisted amusement. They wanted him to go insane just for him to kill himself in the most worst way possible. I was DISGUSTED or amused.

I glance over the rest of the advisors, and the next part felt so realistic. Everyone looked concerned, and even the luxery dude looked to see what was going on. Everyone was practictically depressed and terrified. They looked concerned for their own wellbeing. Nobody said a single word, with their horri fied look being enough to communicate what was going on. The scene was dark and depressing. Then I heard the domest ic advisor say something, but it wasn't audible and the captions didn't capture it either. Which, I guess sounds about right. Y'know? Then, the screen gl itched out, with an audible scream that sounded oddly female was heard, and the advisor screen exited out. Then I heard an evil laugh, from some person I don't know who.

Then, the map changed to a glitchy glitch look. Ghengas Kong is hard to even see at all, as it is all glitchy artifacts with Civilization II music being distorted, then it went back to normal. Well then, what was there to do? A lot, actually. I clicked on the capital, our only city, and started to produce a settler unit, in hopes of providing irrigation. The food was stalled there, so I figured it probably was best to produce another one. I also tried adjusting the tax rate, in hopes of getting out of our money deficit. After adjusting the tax rate, I also tried optimizing the population to produce better results, prioritizing food over trade and shields. After selecting the convinent buffalo nearby, I got the food to go up a bit. We're slowly but steadily improving this game, and I was kind of having a bit of fun. Although it seemed the more I improved the mongol civiliza tion, the more visually disturbing Ghengas Khan's portrait became. His widenin g smile started to turn into more of a frown, his eyes started showing anger, and rage. It was almost like he wanted an undeveloped civilization, and why he wanted to have it that way is beyond my understanding, which isn't anything too out of the ordinary. His eyes quickly gazing around his surroundings, with no fixed position on what he looks, until his eyes gazed upon something in the left, and his frown faded in a subtle way. Well, this portrait feature is kind of ne at, as it is the only way to get a glance at your leader's feelings and attidu te. I usually like to glance over everything until the next turn, at the start. As the game goes on, I just skip a lot of turns, and then have no strategy aft er that. I did a few more checks, seeing if I wanted to change anything. There was really nothing better to be doing, though. I quickly move to the next turn and check on the progress on the settler. It is going to actually take awhile, 4 turns to be exact. Unfortunately, we lost our military advisor, so I wasn't given any suggestion militarly, which makes sense logically. In civ2, once you pretty much set everything up in the start of the game, there really is nothin g better you can do. You've already set up what you are going to build, which is a pretty good way to develop your city. You've already got all the money at this point, since the only way to gain more taxes is either by raising them or increasing trade, or building improvements, which I have already been doing, or by using taking someone from there job (if they have one) and giving them the tax collector job, which obviously increases your money gained.

There is no way to really do anything, so nothing interesting happened for the next few turns. Then I build a settler, the city has still haven't increased city size, and we're actually in a deficit in food. I had to quickly irrigate the nearest tile, and bring the irrigation close so I could get my population to work on it. I finally reach the buffallo, and successfully irrigate it. The city is now starting to gain a bit more food. I also built a road on the buffa lo to increase trade. Then, I next decided to irrigate all other tiles that needed to be irrigated, and of course, building roads on top of the irrigated tiles. After a few more turns, I station my settler to a mountain and started mining it. Then, I quickly built a road. Now most of the terrain was irrigated, mined, and with roads. I moved my settler to a place where the irrigation was. I did it quite far, and there are plenty of roads. I had actually 3 settlers in total, so my city surely had enough food to hold the deficit from the settlers. I position the 3 other settlers to other locations I built and settled there. Now, there was a wealth of trade, money, and food for all of our civilization. Of course, more work had to be done, but regardless I decided to build some barracks in all of my cities. After a few more turns, our capital had the first population increase, with a size of 2. Shortly enough, all other cities quickly increased their population size. After that, a barrack was built in the capital. It would soon follow in all other cities. It's been about 20 turns, and finally, we get our first research screen. However, some of the researches were a bit differient, with more military researchers avaible. One of them was "Early weaponary", which I guess lead to other advances. Since we were not in a rush for military, I decided to go with riding, and researched it.

I got another popup that said: "Why". Its description read: "You will die", which was weird. Then, I noticed Ghengas Khan's dark face, it was extremely tinted. His eyes looked hyperrealistic, with visible bloodshot eyes staring right at me. His frown evolved into anger, all of his visible teeth haunted the screen. His hair almost looking like it would fall out from anger. What was his problem, I asked myself. After a few more turns, we successfully have discovered writting. Then, I decided to go down the path towards the Republic, so I decided to go with writting. There was also a new advancement as well: (INSERT IDEA HERE). It seemed like this, weird, confusing, program had somehow been updated, but not by the game itself. It had to have something affecting it, but regardless I was liking some of the minor changes. The sound effects were improved dramatically, there were also quality of life improvements as well. I then change some of the constructions to the Library, which was a good improv ment to increase the science output, which we probably needed with all these new features added. After that, I feel like civilization gets a bit stale, there really isn't much you can do once again. The hardest part in my opinion was com pleted by now, so I started to use more turns up. Then, I finish each library and luckily I discovered the Code of Laws. Next, I obviously research trade, which will give us the marketplace to increase our tax rate. A few more turns go by, and boom. I start building the Marketplace in all of my cities, and I started to hatch a plan to build some wonders of the world, maybe the pyramid, to help with our expansion. That is our plan. In this version of Civilization, the Pyramids actually give you a grannarly in each city, which basically saved half of your food. It seemed as if this cursd copy of civilization II became normal all of the sudden, as if something was pulling the strings and deiciding if it wanted to interfer or not. Whatever was going on was something that I have only seen out of something supernatural only. However, something happened that would sort of stop me from playing Civlization 2.

Chapter 4: ?????

Well, what do you expect now? Well, the power went out, and at this point, I was a bit frusterated, since I sort of got far into it, but wondered if it still magically saved. Well, my hotel is small, and there really isn't a lot to do. My bed is in the same room as my setup here, and even a small kitchen to the right. There were a lot of shelves located near the left, and I don't know exactly why, but I just put all my stuff there. There was also a window located in the middle of the room, where my setup was also. I always thought the room was just made without care, because there isn't a whole lot of reasoning with the design. Who just puts a kitched and storage room in the middle of my (current) room. Even worse, the bathroom is for some reason located in the kitchen, but the big issue is that this is so crammed in that my kitchen is shrinked, making it highly clostophobic. The wall surrounding the kitchen also doesn't help. To the left, same thing. It has a wall and a door connected to the storage room. I have never taken such a deep look until now, because I had nothing better to do. Of course, my room is quite a bore and an eyesore as well. Outside, I take the weekly walk around the town from the power shutting down, and, it's been awhile but I look again at that bridge. It looks like it could collapse any minute, but perhaps its just me. After heading down to the dirt path, I noticed a man wearing a black tuxedo and a fedora (of course). He was also holding a briefcase. The man walked towards me, it was Tom. 'Hey, Tom?', I said. Tom began to speak "So, I said I would come again, didn't I?", his voice slightly raising at the end. "No, you told me that I worked for you now" "Did I? Well, you know what that means.", Tom declared quickly. "Well, I don't have any idea what that means." "Well then, you're coming with me". I began to follow this strange old man, he lead me to the wooden bridge. Why, I thought, was I following this man? Did he even have a purpose? After walking through the wooden bridge, I noticed a tree that looked a bit off. The man whips out a black box shaped object, with a red button in the middle. The mysterious black box shaped object also had an antenna-like thing coming from the top of the box itself. He presses the button quickly and without a single ounce of thought. The tree began to shake, and shake, until it started to rigeriously shake until it flung off to the back, and out directly into the sky. No idea where it landed. There was.. nothing there? The man begins to slam the button with his front face, and magically, a trap door opened up, and we went inside. As soon as we got in, the door closed. The man walked up to a lemmonade stand and said to the man running the stand: "Hey, Dim, open the secret gateway". And then, a door mysteriously opened. I walked in with him.

The gateway had a modern theme to it. Lights flickered from the floor in a kind of cool way. "So, have I told you about the pink starfish guy?" The lights began to dim, making the rather long hallway much darker. "What pink guy?"

"Oh, I haven't told ya. Ok, I need to get this out of the way first. When I was talking about Spongebob bringing another entity to this realm, I was refering to an entity known as EVILPATRIXXX. Not much is known about him, other than he has full control over spongebob. However, we have seen contradict ory reports. Some say that EVILPATRIXXX despises spongebob, others report hearing him refered to as a friend. It seems that these contradictory reports suggest something, given these contraditory reports, we've figured out by further careful analysis that this must imply that there are two differient Spongebobs. Even some people report two very similar, but distinct names by accident. And those names reflects perfectly of who EvilPatrixxx hates or likes. The one he seems to like or control goes by two names, "EvilSpongixxx" and "Spongixxx". All further reports nearly always report EvilPatrixxx refering to him in a friendly way. Some reports suggest that he isn't like this all the time, however, it could be likely that they simply mixed them up, since there are very few reports of that instance.

We have heard most frequent that EvilPatrixxx despises Spongeboxxx, and we believe he is an entirely seperate entity. We've heard that EvilPatrixxx has even tried attacking this other Spongebob-like entity, which further backs up our claims.

What confuses us more is that there seems to also be another entity entirely differient that looks exactly like Evilpatrixxx, Patrixxx.", the man said confidently.

I was extremely confused over this random monologue, but I refused to give any comments. "Patrixxx and Evilpatrixxx are enemies, even more confusingly. They have distinct personalities and are hard to mix up. Also it seems that we have found another mysterious entity, refered to as Squidwarxxx, and even more odd, he is friends with Evilpatrixxx but sworn enemies with Spongeboxxx, but friends with Evil spongixxx. Also reports suggest that Patrixxx is completely hostile with any instance mentioned of him." My brain was getting more confused by the moment. "So, you may be wondering, where do these guys come from? What are their species? We aren't quite sure, and they don't fit into any classification given by scientists. Their domain doesn't even fit with our modern taxonomy system with it neither being Bacteria, Archea, and Eukayra. Our scientists are convinced that this new breed of life will bring about new developments to science. However, from our scientists, they decided to create a new domain named: "Xesarfen". Their cellwall is defined by, well, not having one at all. But somehow, it is able to keep all the structures intact. It seems each structure has a way of working never seen before, suggesting they evolved differiently. They seem to be binded together by a glue-like substance known as Evolarbonicide, which keeps the contents attached and bounded together. This substance is known for its ability to attach itself to other things as well, not only its own cells, but others. What also seems intersting is that each cell that is made is attached to the substance. This goes beyond our current understanding, as we haven't seen anything like this before. Whats even more interesting is its regeneration abilities. This sticky substance is flexible, and allows for other cells of the same type to grow. This leads to a phenomina that is known as: "Vienstacking" or just Vein-growth. It looks as if roots were growing from the cell itself. After it finishes its growth, these viens seem to support movement of nutritions, and other bodily funcitions necccessary for life. We have a few substances of this glue substance, and even tried mass-producing it. The glue is impossible to remove once attached under normal circumstances, however, we have been unable to synthesize it. Its properties are incredibly benefital to us, as it seems to be unable to attach to human cells under normal circumstances. The cells are also attached to another substance known as Finachaide, which provides a highly mobile and flexible cell structure, and is what lets the glue work well in the first place." At this point, he was practically speaking utter gibberish. "And thats everything we know. However, our data is suggesting that there may be even more than what we already know." We finally get to a door, it isn't a standard door, but it is one of those doors that open when it detects something is near by. It slides open. "Ya know, I always knew that Spongebob would be a National Security threat the moment that he became live on TV.", he said with a concerned face. We walk up to a metallic table. The room looks like a budget doctors office. There seems to be a telascope of some kind. "This is the sample of a skin from Evilpatrixxx. It is known to be highly corrosive, so I wouldn't suggest touching it at all." It was growing at a rapid pace, it completely destroyed the microscope, and actually starting to grow inside of it. Vein-like structure filled the entire table, with it seeming to grow out of each vein. Its skin looking as if it was breathing. It made me visually disturbed. "Ya know, we are impressed by the remarkable resilence and growth this cell has. It seems to grow faster than what can be expressed by exponents. It seems to be growing much quicker than what we originally thought", he said looking even more conerned. We arrive at a small room, and then he hands me a weird object. "This is a (NAME HERE). Use it for taking rather detailed recordings of your surroundings. You can go home now" I walk out, thanking the guy. Mysteriously, a teleporter was created in front of him, and I walked inside. There, I was outside, back to where I was standing right next to the tree that magically flung away. I walk again by the dingy wooden bridge. Cars passing, almost without any worry of the bridge coll apsing, which is something I don't understand how. I go back to my hotel, and notice the power back on. I felt the sun touching my body, and the birds chirp ing peacefully, as if something horrible had finally went away. I hope that it was for the best, though it went away anyways. I arranged my desk, set up my chair, closed the door behind me and turned the computer on. Using the trackball, I clicked and opened civ2.

Chapter 5: ????

The power was back on, in case I forgot to tell you that. I relaunched the introscreen, and it changed. The woman in the middle seemingly became more demonic, and all the text was impossible to read. I knew the location of load game by muscle memory. I then re-loaded the game save, and to my suprise, I was back exactly where my computer shut down. But unfortunatley, a ballistic missle hit my hotel and caused it to collapse, but luckily, it was my worst enemy's room that this ballistic missle blew up, and I saw his body get thrown out and splat on the ground, yes there is another hotel by my side. I forgot to tell you about Ballistic Saturday. I was hearing noises, but I wasn't concerned. Then it actually was a building that collapsed, and it ran right into my hotel's kitchen where I cook food, now I have to actually close the kitchen door to prevent insects from flying in. I closed my door, and then I got a notification. The title said: "Wasn't that so cool?" it read: "I was the one who sent that missle to your friend's house" and with the same evil laugh I heard from the murder of the Military Advisor Earlier. I click next, "I have ties with Russia's nuclear submarine, and they luckily had an armed ballistic missle that they could fire, because I control the russians even though I am not in the REAL WORLD HAHAHAHHAHA." W.. was it true? There was no way. I flashed the news on, and to my horror, it was the Russian Nuclear Submarine that fired a non-nuclear weapon towards my friend's house, it was meant to kill my friend, not my enemy, but they missed. Then, I heard another ballistic missile hit a house, and to my horror, I saw my friend blow right and expload, his entrails leaving his body behind. I was disgusted. Clicking next, it read: "Hahahaha, luckily this is just a game... right?" With the same evil laugh. Oh my god, how did it, no. No.. He killed.. Timmy bob. Then the device that I was given starting rining. It had a message it read: "What did you do?", and I was shocked, was I seeing things? I clicked next, and I got a new advancement in the game: "Rocketry", oh no. I got a good advancement though, right???? But then, it started raining Napalm, and oh nooo. I was safe. Anyways, with all those commical shenanigans done, I pressed on with my game. And what happened next was what I wasn't prepared for,

Suddenly, the advisor screen magically opened up. The Trade, Domestic, and Luxery advisors were blacked out, implying that they were all sleeping. However, there was one tab that was actively playing, and I started seeing something, some advisor. It was incredibly dark, with light starting to appear on screen, albeit very slowly. I looked under to see what advisor it was, but it was ????, the button displayed that. So I couldn't see who it was. It seems that we were still in ancient times, seeing as there was a torch handing nearby. Suddenly, the room light up well.

I noticed who it was, it was the science guy. He looked up at the camera, terrified. His body shaking, with a dramatic posture, his arms waving outwards, trying to awake the others. His breath starts to increase in volume to the point of being audible. The captions only read: "Over". He starts looking around him, trying to make sense of what is going on. It felt as if this event was happening in real time. Almost like those websites you used to view that claimed to be in real time, but this time it actually was in real time. Whatever he was afraid of, He knew that something was about to kill him silently, and nobody will remember him. His worst fears are confirmed and well, it caught me off guard, because I could hear a noise that sounded like a bush move. He started screaming into the Microphones: "Advisors, quick! Do something!" It was all in vain, as nothing happened, they didn't wake up. He becomes more paranoid: "Guys! Listen to me! I NEED YOUR HELP!", he sreamed louder. He probably knew that they still would have done nothing, but it was his only hope.

The scientist looks visibly terrified, trying to hide, but realizes there is no place to hide. His feeble flawed Human brain tried fooling him into searching for a way to survive, but there was none. He began to move quickly trying to find any outlet to have any hope of survival or communication. His body was getting increasingly more tense and developed.

He can't run outside, because he will be killed by whatever was out there. A mysterious horrifying wahhhhh sound is heard in the middle of the night, it's sound haunting people who hear it, even if you were watching it. It wasn't a cry, but more almost like ambient sound, but it was produced by something.. Living. The scientist obviously looks even more terrified. He screamed even louder: "IF ANYONE CAN HERE ME, PLEASE HELP! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE", his body becoming more scared at his raised voice, fearing that the entity is hearing him, but it didn't mater to begin with because it knew he was there. He wanted to feel secure, even if it was of a false sense. He wanted a second of it, but the monster, or whatever it was, wanted him to suffer before his death psycologically. He is more angsty, and breathing much louder, and then he accidentally sneezed, which scared him even more because he didn't want IT to hear him. What happened next was unsettling. The thing first started doing an awful impression of the Scientist's heavy breathing, before trying to mimick his calls for help: "IWF ANENYWAN CEAN HEAWAR MEAAAA", with an A sound that sounded off putting, and long, and unsettling. It was starting to actually scare me, I was getting more and more put off.

The entity moved swiftly, and started to bang on the stone, producing a horrifying sound. The scientist was at this point about to faint, and wanted help. There was nothing that I could have done to help him. The monster seemed to run towards the doorway, and there actually was no door. It was just... Darkness, starring at him, right in his view. The scientist's emotions couldn't be anything short of petrified. His body almost solidified, in hopes of fooling the monster that wanted him dead. What if it was the same monster.. That killed the military advisor? No, it can't be, I said to myself, it is just a monster that can't possibly hook up explosives or make one.

The monster begins to let out an evil laugh similar to the one heard from the Military Advisor killing prior. This monster most likely was originally standing, and then started lying on all fours, ready to pounce into the Scientist's room, ready to kill him without anyone noticing his death The room was made from stone, and there being very little light. There were no door, and the outside was pitch black, which added to the horror of the scene. It was outside his house, and was outside the doorway he was looking at, it was just waiting for the moment to kill him. Its eyes most likely gazing directly at the horrified scientist, who at this point, had his back turned. The scientist directly aimed toward the camera and said the following:

"Uh, your exelency.. There seems to be.. Something outside of my house.. Can you please raise the science task in my ehhh, honor? I don't think I'll be around for much longer... Eh, could you also perhaps send some military units to help me as well?", in an obviously terrifed voice, trying to hide his scared voice, but failing to in the process. He wanted to look back quickly at the doorway. It was stalking him. Messing with him, and trying to get into his head before his or her or their's murder, and I don't like that idea at all pretty much.

Then what I saw next was something I wasn't prepared for, and you probably are n't either. The doorway started to fuzz, because something was coming and the compression from the AVI format made it obvious. I then saw something pink, but quite couldn't get a good look at it. The scientist was still facing the camera. Then it was completely inside his room. He let out the same wahhh noise from earlier, this time it was much more terrifying. The scientist's face of horror couldn't have been expressed, he was obviously terrified to look behind him, knowing of the looming fate he was going to be having.

The scientist screamed, and nobody came to help him. He turns around, and that is when I could see it. It was a starfish with pink skin. It was wearing green and purple trousers, its hyperrealistic mouth smiling, with its fangs piercing out of its mouth, its fangs ready to bite and tear into fresh flesh. It must be EvilPatrixxx.. Its mouth started opening, letting out the evil noise he was hiding. There was no english approximation to capture its sound.

Its eyes strategically focused on the scientist, its brain thinking of everything it was going to do. It must be thinking through every possibility, and within seconds after figuring out his entire plan, he jumps right on him within seconds despite being rather far away with him. An audible roar was heard. The scientist was screaming, and I noticed how stronger this.. THING. WAS. It.. Was also taller too. The thing was holding a krabby patty. It started speaking, but the sentance was undecipherable: "Iyes waeres gengas taw fowa kuralas is yew" The scientist turns around and lets out a scream. The pink entity started to pounce on his chest, and then he grabbed his hyperrealistic krabby patty and shoved it forcefully into the Scientist's throat. The pink entity pushed the krabby patty with its hands with all the force it had, and it got stuck right in there. The scientist was having trouble breathing, his body shaking. He couldn't scream anymore, there was too little air to breath. The pink entity grabbed him by his chest and forcefully shoved him under his bed frame, and banged his bed into him, and started suffocating him, then he grabbed him with his two arms and started swinging him around, and then threw up upright, his pointy legs going down the Scientist's mouth and pushed the Krabby Patty further down. The scientist was almost unable to breath. The thing knew exactly how the scientist was somehow thinking, as it started to communicate through his mind, and he somehow started to modify his brain through his brain waves and then the scientist was uncontrolably freaking out, suffering. The patrick-like creature enjoying his suffering, his uncontrollable screams artifically produced from his brainwashing. He wanted the last moments for the scientist to be in fear. It grabs a pointy sciscor, and it knew what the scientist was thinking. The starfish-like entity forced one of his eyelids open for 2 minutes, it was crying, pointing the scissors directly and started, it was any second it was ready to drop it down. The scientist.. Oh my god. It was, I didn't want to look, but I had to. After two minutes, he dropped the scissors, much to the scientists reliefs. But then he gets a pin with a sharp needle and he thrusts the pin directly into his eye, it pouring blood right onto patrick's hand. My body flinched, oh my fucking god. No fucking. No.. This made my skin crawl.. I couldn't.... Its double chin smiling... It got its hand and pushed the eye socket further down directly to his brain, and banged it, but the scientist was still alive. His eye producing extremely disturbing imagery due to how distorted his one eye looked. He felt uncomfertable, he was able to see random artifacts, it must have felt terrible. It laughed, and threw him down on the ground. He was trying to cry. Blood was pooring all over this Pink Starfish's arms, and oh, I was going to vomit, I swear.

The monster tore out his ear, and ate it full within one bite, and the scientist couldn't stop anything about it. The scientist was still able to breath, it couldn't get up. The entity tore off his leg and began eating it, leaving only the bones. Blood filled the entire room, and the scientist's shirt. The blood on Evilpatrixxx was drenching, his trousers now drenched in blood. Then I wasn't ready for the next part. The monster forcefully opened the scientist's mouth and put his head there and started regurgutating the Scientist's legs directly into the Scientist's mouth, oh my.. I fucking can't take this shit no more man. The monster tries grabbing the scientists arm, but he had too much force to the point that he tore off his arm. The scientist's body almost collapsing from blood lose. The monster began eating the torn off hand full, and then the rest of the entire arm. He next carefully grabs the scientist by the throat, his fangs starting to artifically pop out before he bashes his head directly into the scientist, causing the scientist's skin to tear open and blood began to spurt out into his face. The monster tried drinking all that came out. Oh my god..

He, worst of all, then grabs the scientist's chest, which is visibly covered in blood. He takes off the shirt of the scientist, and forcefully puts the shirt inside out before again shoving him to the ground. Then this entity began eating off his leg, without tearing it out. He was working his way from the foot, the scientist feeling the biting and pain. You could see the visible muscle fibers the monster was eating away from his flesh, clean. You could see his bone and leg, the scientist, was terrified at that point.

The scientist is obviously trying to scream, but he can't even speak anymore and he is dying from aspyxiation. This entity ate the leg in the most horrifying manner. At this point, the scientist just wanted to die. Swiftly, this mysterious entity grabs him from the floor by the arm and tears it off his arm other arm and began eating it, with blood appearing all over the starfish-like entity's face. The arm dropping blood in front of the monsters face, it devoured it full again, much to the shock of the scientist.

It then took out a paper, and with such strength, caused a paper cut that cut off his entire front face, but the scientist was still alive and horrified.

The camera focused on the dying scientist. The mysterious pink figure walked out of the room, leaving the helpless scientist to die. Visible pain could be seen on his face, and at an instant, his eyes became lifeless. He had died with a hamburger shoved in his mouth and parts of his arm regurgeted in his mouth as well. You could see blood trail that led to the outside door, and bits of his arm spit out, and his bones visibly broken. His body started rotting at a rapid pace than most dead bodies do. Then, static.

Anyways, then for some reason the advisor for the science guy started blacking out, and once again the advisor screen was exited. I was disgusted. I hardly was able to come back. I had to take a 5 minute break.

Genghas Kong had a large smile on his face, stretching almost to his entire face, which was kind of creepy. His face having to expand to support such a large, terrifying, smile. It was uncanny, it didn't look correct, his eyes starting turning black, his pupils started turning red. What was going on around here? What is he smiling about is the question that I asked myself. The buildings were still the same, we were advancing. Maybe the speed of light travels differiently from observers, as oposed to Einstein's Theory, and he finally noticed that we were doing better than earlier. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, a diplomatic unit approached my city. Then I was requested to meet with the Leader, Ghandi. It was the Indians.

The next screen shocked me, and scared me. It was in the style of the same graphis normal civ2 looked. It was ghandi, but he was dead. The usual diplomatic music didn't play, he wasn't moving either. Other than an omminous silence, the Diplomatic Screen for Civ2 was relatively intact albeit with a few decisions I have never seen before. "Give city", was a noticable one, and i'm not doing that. Because I felt kind, I gave Ghandi all of our secrets. From rocketry, to nuclear warfare, everything was given. But he was dead. There was no response from Ghandi. Then I gave him all the money we were producing. I then decided to continue with clicking next, and I was not ready for what I was about to see. It was ghandi realistic covered in hyper realistic blood, his face turned black, and his eyes turneed black and red. His eyes gazing upon me in the computer screen, his smile revealing millions of sharp teeth. His smile was terrifying, then it displayed: "I AM GOD", and then I was quicked out of the diplomacy screen, truly scary stuff!

Gengas Kong looked a lot madder than earlier, and I don't know possibly what caused that. His eyes restoring to normal, with normal human proportions. I was confused as to what was being implied, highly so in fact.

Anyways, what else is there to talk about at this point. The mongolian states have risen, and we've finally played our dominance over the world that foolishly negleted their time they spent without fearing the mongols. Everywhere you looked, there were tons of cities, and ghengas kon looked so mad, that. Well he just looked mad. Then, I checked on my advisors, and there wasn't any event happening at this moment. But then, I noticed a strange yellow-colored civilization started to appear, along with a pink one. It seemed as if they formed some alliance of some kind, and I was actually confused because as far as I knew, nobody was in this game but me. Then something shocking happened, they started to increase the tension of diplomacy by commiting acts of espionage, and this wasn't any ordinary espionage in civ2. They were killing people, and it detailed how many people were killed, how many were children, how many were male, how many were straight, and I was confused on why it was getting so specific. Then, I started to panic, as they were growing exponentially, and then suddenly the game changed from normal civ2 into a more militaric strategy game. Everything felt so real, people were given names, ages, and it also kept accurate count of my total population. There were numerous other changes that I can't put into words since there is a lot, and I was confused on what happened. Just then, the Yellow Civilization commited its first warcrime at my capital. Brutally killing citizens, and not my troops stationed there. This obviously lead to a decrease in total population, and I was starting to panic. Then, they suddenly deployed a military attack against my capital, incircling it. Next thing you knew, another war crime was commited that I didn't want to go into detail. Within 3 turns, my capital has fallen into this mysterious enemy I don't know is. I produced a diplomatic unit in my other city to hopefully get an ambacity. After establishing the ambesy, I noticed that it gave me nothing. I tried to contact the ruler and nothing worked. I was starting to get conserned. And then, I noticied an entire swarm of enemies heading towards my capital. I tried to mobilize new units, but it didn't work. I tried building city walls which failed. I then resorted to a defense style of unit stacking, trying desperately to defend our citizens from these no good people. But it was too late, this dramatic battle first starteed in a stalemate, but quickly favored the agressors. Nearly all of my city was in ruins, and now were in the hands of my enemy. I did have a small, secure island that I convinently have to protect against situations like that. Nobody had yet discovered it until I noticed a ship patroling around my island, and then troops started appearing. Luckily, I had some defence, but that proved to be in vain since our city fell within 6 turns. Game over, and this time, a new Game Over screen popped up. It was of a Hyperrealistic Gengas Khan, his face smiling with a lot of faces, he had 32 faces on his face, and it was kind of scary, especially since they were all looking back at me. Then, the screen tinted red with the text reading: "I am god", with the same evil laugh heard from before. I was truly terrified.

Well, that was the second time we have seen that event, which I guess is just prone to happening. However, I noticed that my outside world was getting weirder. Suddenly, the gravity was lowered, which set me off guard, but then more weirder events happened. A nerve agent was diployed right inside my hotel, and it killed my other friend, "Killy Mob", I was sad. I went to his funeral, and apparently, another Intercontenenial Ballistic Missile started to head directly towards my funeral, so I got on my electric scooter and ran away just in time, the body of my once alive friend was now disintigrated. Things were getting weirder by the minute, and it got so far that people started to buy into the idea of strange challenges, but what they were were often much disturbing, often involving a human sacrifise. Apparently Tom was on the case again, because people reported a picture of spongebob drawn in human blood was found outside of a church, with it being placed on a pentagram, with a dead member being found on top of it. His body was opened to draw more blood. Things like this I haven't seen. Then, planes started falling out of the sky and started to target old grandmas, and I don't know why. Apparently a hacking group: The spongies, have started to find exploits into the security system of the plane, and have been strategically killing off any and all grandmas, that was truly terrible, then a nuclear missle missed and hit afghanistan, even though it it was meant to take out another grandma, I guess that is a big whoopsies, right?

Apparently, all new spongebob episodes were exclusively released in Russian and it was strange how a once american show became a russian one, and that was sort of weird. On the news, it was informed to all of us that a local 7 year old gang was formed around spongebob. They apparently were armed and trained, by whom I don't know. They started to take over their local elementary school, and it quickly lead to an armed conflict. It began at 8 AM, where 4 elementary kids with assault rifles stormed into the building, declaring that it was theirs. Soon, the entire school cafeteria joined in on the cult, and all teachers were found shot in the face. After the quick escalation, the swat team was sent in. It was an armed conflict between adults and young children, and unfortunately, both sides suffered loses. It finally ended when the last of the children was reported to have commited suicide by a shotgun. I am not sure what is going on, but this IS NOT normal. This was one report, of many. It has gotten so bad that schools have been going on online, completely. Even then, entire droves of children raid every single class, and prevent class from starting. This has significantly lead to a decline in the American Education system, since if they do not stop these 7 year olds, then the entire Education system will be exposed for its failure. Violence was spreading among the youth, to radicalism and fananticalism towards a fictional character. The youth were getting increasingly involved in politics and sabatoge, and the Government is currently unsure of the amount of damage done. Criminal charges can't easily be given to a minor. Then Tom came to me. He said: "What did you do? YOU DID SOMETHING!", and I responded in a calm voice: "No, it wasn't me. Whats going on?" "HE IS COMING BACK, YOU'VE COMPLETED PART OF THE RITUAL, YOU MUST'VE!" "Well, I didn't do anything, but I did see something on the news that Spongebob was Russian, apparently" "Oh, YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME THAT SOONERS. WE knew it were those Russians." Then, Tom rushed back to his base, probably to inform the Government of these significant developments.

Then, I knew I had to get back to the game.

Chapter 6: ????

NOTE

Chapter 6-the rest of the story is currently lost, unfortunately. If I happen to find the other chapters, which is unlikely, I will upload them here. But it seems that this story never was finished, as I had to go through multiple trollpasta-related wikis to piece them together.

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