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Then, I was totally amazed. Another player dropped in; his name was character00001. I typed in his name on people; he didn't exist, but he didn't move like an AI. He seemed to be a normal player. I said 'Hi' to get his attention. He blatantly ignored me, and rushed through the lava jump. Safechat, saying anything didn't swerve him. I rushed through the challenges with him, until I came to a 'guess the door' obstacle. Character00001 didn't get it right. The door slammed down on him.
 
Horrificly, the standard WO scene didn't play. Instead of just unwelding to the standard sound, he was chopped in half. HyperPhoto-realistic blood was spurting out of his torso. He was screaming in pain. He desperately crawled along the floor in a trail of blood for about 10 seconds before flopping onto the floor.
 
My character wouldn't respond to the controls. His standard happy grin was gone. He just had a blank stare. He then fell to the ground, sobbing. After what seemed like hours, he got back up and started walking again. The distortion was getting worse. The static was getting louder.
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I managed to get through the doors without death. My character was still blankly staring. The next part of the obby to avoid zombies.
 
The zombies started appearingchasing me. They were just as hyperphoto-realistic as character00001's death. Flesh was peeling from them. Their faces were covered in blood. Their entrails were hanging out, spilling blood onto the floor. Also, they were slightly faster than my character. All I could do is wait to be comsumed. I was.
 
As my character was mauled, the screen blacked out. A picture appeared. I recognised it; it was of memy pet cat. It wasn't an old photo either. The screen came back, and my character was limping across a path. His arm was missing, blood was pouring out of the socket. His body was becoming more pale as he walked. He collapsed over what appeared to be a gravestone. On the gravestone was my name. Not my characters name. Mine. A picture of memy cat reappeared, but this time it was Iit was decomposing on the floor, dead.
 
I turned off the computer, not wanting to see anymore of this. I went into the living room and saw my mum in tears.