M.I.L.K./Part 1

Date uploaded (trollpasta.com): 1/18/23

Part 1

Ok, here's a recap: I bought a game I remembered, my computer's shit, and the game is normal... is what I would be saying if I didn't mention THIS: the game wasn't like I remembered.
Michael, who usually has a head resembling that of a bull's skull (after all, he is one), pale skin, and no mouth, said hello, like usual, but did not ask for my name, instead, he said that he hadn't seen me in ages. He invited me back inside his classroom, and everyone was gone... well, at least the students who would usually be there sitting at their desks, flying paper airplanes with secret messages on them. In their places were students of every sort, and of every color, and I then noticed that on their desks were... actually, there were the usual sheets of loose leaf paper and answering pads.

Michael then asked if I wanted to learn Math, History, or Reading, and I chose History.

The first question was a true or false question. It asked if Columbus really discovered America. I chose false. I mean, come ON, has anyone even seen the Native Americans?! I turned out to be correct, and I moved on to question two. This time, it asked:

Who was the first president of the United States?

A: Bill Clinton

B: Harry Truman

C: George Washington

D: John F. Kennedy

I chose C because, well, take a wild guess. Now came problem 3. It asked me this:

a r e h u m a n s e d i b l e ?

What. The. Fuck. I did not expect that at ALL. Anyways, I answered yes, because I thought it was what the game wanted me to say. And, I was correct.

After that mess, Michael gave me a quarter, like he usually would whenever I'd get all questions correct. However, this quarter was covered in... blood.

No, not hyperrealistic blood, just... blood.

I shrugged it off and pikcked it up anyway, and Michael let me explore for a bit. And in my exploration, I found something disturbing.

To be continued...

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