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I ran around this area for a while. I looked for someone that would respond and give me an objective, but nobody would. I tried using the context buttons, yet most of them would not do anything. Some of them would even cause Conker to die immediately, such as by causing his head to fall off, or by making his body explode.
 
Another perplexing thing I noticed is that if you did not touch the controller for a while, Conker would do a "waiting for the gamer”gamer" action cycle. Though it was unlike any that I had ever seen. It would start out innocently enough, with Conker kicking at the ground, then twirling his thumbs.
 
"Hey, anyone out there?" he would say... but it seemed as if he was yelling it out to the world, not to me. Shortly after that, he would sit down and hold onto his head while he made an odd crying noise. Then he would pull out a magnum and proceed to shoot himself in the head. This resulted in losing a life.
 
That truly took me by surprise, as it was incredibly disturbing and I really was not expecting him to die from me not controlling him for a period of time.
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With no control over Conker, I could only watch as he stood before Death shaking and crying. He stayed like this for an uncomfortably long time. Eventually, a text box appeared.
 
"My, haven’t you been the lucky one...."
 
The camera panned across the grotesque and bloodied bodies until another message interrupted.
 
"...When it is YOU that deserves to DIE?!"
 
The camera whipped back to the wide shot of Conker and Death enclosed by the bodies. Except now, the bodies were all Conker. Slowly, the screen faded to black.
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One more message appeared on the screen.
 
"Welcome to Hell."
 
It stayed for a few moments, until an evil laugh was heard and the game restarted.
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When I reached the top, the Reaper came into view. I slowly took steps towards him, until a message stopped me.
 
"Now you will know what it means to suffer."
 
Grinning, the Reaper disappeared into the darkess. The floor beneath me collapsed, causing me to fall into the dark below. Before respawning, the camera showed what appeared to be Conker standing alone, completely covered with bodies that appeared to be him.
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I was in a river of this lava, and the only other thing around was a small island. There was another Reaper on it... watching me. Not wanting to die again, I tried to run past the Reaper by using the door that was on the wall behind him, only to be prompted by another message.
 
"Where do you think you are going?"
 
Out of frustration, I decided to try to attack the Reaper... only to get another text box.
 
"YOU WILL KNOW PAIN!"
 
Conker burst into flames. I swear I could see his flesh melting off...
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Upon respawning, I was in a room that looked similar to the last one. Yet this time, there was a grate over the hole as smoke bellowed out of it. As if the game knew I was fixated on the grate, text appeared.
 
"Smells like burning squirrel."
 
There were two doors in the room. One of them had an exit sign. However, when I tried to go through it, I would be given a message instead.
 
"Exit – but you know you will never leave."
 
"Exit – but you are compelled to stay."
 
"YOU CAN NEVER LEAVE!"
 
I reluctantly decided to try the other door, that appeared to be covered with some kind of bloody ooze. As I entered I received another message.
 
"You should have left."
 
I immediately noticed the Reaper behind me, and knew to expect something bad.
 
"Now you will be mine forever."
 
He then vanished completely, which triggered a glitch. I was suddenly surrounded by a hoard of zombies that attacked me all at once.
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I was at the mansion level, this time as a zombie. I could only move slowly. After looking around the level a bit, I could only find non-zombie characters that would kill me. There was no way for me to fight them. The Reapers showed up as well, and instantly killing me at their leisure. They all had similar messages to share.
 
"How does it feel to be a slave?"
 
"Time to die for me again."
 
"I knew this day would come."
 
Every death was accompanied by a hateful scream, which seemed to get louder every time I died.