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Hello. My name is Jerry. I am here to tell you my story, a story of video games, death, voyeurism and heart-stopping terror. I tell my tale in the faint hope it prevents another such catastrophe.▼
▲Hello. My name is Jerry.
It all started only a week ago, on the 31st of October. That is right, Halloween. It was around 8:00 PM, and trick-or-treaters filled the streets in view of my house. I was home alone. A knock on my door broke the quiet. "Who could that be?," I wondered. I had all the lights off to ward away kids seeking candy. I opened the door to see my school friend, Mark.▼
▲It all started only a week ago, on the 31st of October.
"Mark, what are you doing here?," I asked of him. It's a school night, and Mark's strict parents usually kept him at home on such evenings. Mark said nothing. His face was pale, and he seemed to be able to form any words. Drool dripped from his mouth, and he stared at me with a blank expression. I quickly let him in.▼
▲"Mark, what are you doing here?," I asked of him.
In my living room, I was able to get Mark to talk and he assured me his poor state was not a Halloween prank. He told me of how he was at GameStop earlier in the day, and an old man offered him a game for his Nintendo 64. Mark found it especially peculiar as this man seemed to not be an employee of the store. He lacked the black uniform shirt and seemed to want to keep things a secret.▼
▲In my living room, I was able to get Mark to talk and he assured me his poor state was not a Halloween prank.
The game he offered, Mark stated, was Quest 64, for only one United States dollar.
I asked Mark how this pertained to the state of
We made our way to Mark's home, where I found out the reason Mark was able to leave was that his parents were out at a party.
Things seemed okay at first, but for a brief second, the screen flashed and he saw an image, one that sent a chill down his spine.
Mark said he no longer wanted to do this, and I felt a small amount of vomit enter my throat, choking it back down.
Things went normally until we reached the early town of Dondoran.
Brian looked as terrified as Mark and me were.
While Brian seemed sentient, he still obeyed my controller commands.
Everything felt okay, until suddenly Mark and I noticed Shannon had some sort of pointy, shiny object in her right hand.
At this point, I realized Shannon's shtick was to act as a Siren from Greek mythology, to lure prey in with her promiscuous personality, only to kill them when their guard was down while enjoying her sexual offerings.
I shot up from where we were sitting, and dashed towards the Nintendo 64, intent on turning it off.
Mark got up, and attempted to go upstairs and out of this horrid room, only to find that the door was now locked.
Mark and me quickly put two and two together.
With no other options, we sat down and watched the television.
After finishing off Zelse, Shannon did some sexy stripping, making Mark and the character Brian visibly amorous.
At this precise moment, I panicked, and ran for the door.
I dialed 911, and asked for police and paramedics to hurry to Mark's house.
The police took the accursed game, along with the N64, away as evidence.
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