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I had always been a big "Lord of the Rings" fan, ever since I was 11: I had seen all the movies, owned at least 2 copies of the first 3, owned all 3 parts of "The Hobbit", plus the old Rankin-Bass cartoons, and a shit-load of posters, books (Both original and extra), clothes, bags, toys and games, and other various miscellaneous stuff, mainly things with Frodo, or any of the hobbits. But mostly Frodo, my crush since the 6<sup>th</sup> grade.
Of course, no matter how many times my family and friends told me, enough
Either way, I WAS on Ebay the other day, when I saw this at the top of the search results:
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SEGA had made a LOTR game? I
Well, I was a big SEGA fan, a little more than Nintendo, despite that being a bigger part of my childhood, but either way, curiosity got the better of me, and I bought it for $3.98.
The next day, it arrived, miraculously from New Zealand, which excited me greatly. I had never been to New Zealand (I
It was in a regular case, like a Sims game case, with a picture of Frodo, Sam, Pippin, Merry, Gandalf and Aragorn on it, with the LOTR logo above them, and the SEGA logo at the bottom. Strangely, there was no back cover it, and it
While waiting for my computer to boot itself out of bed, I got myself a snack: Warm mushrooms with leftover fondue from the night before, and a glass of Dr. Pepper. Returning, I entered my password and placed the game in, my heart racing happily as I sipped my soda and ate my food.
The classic installation message came up (My computer is an old Microsoft thing from the
I then put on my pondering Sherlock face, and a smirk grew. This was a TRICK pulled by that dude I bought the game from.
Still curious, however, I downloaded the game, and it came onscreen quicker than usual. It asked if I wanted an icon shortcut for it, and I agreed. Apparently, the icon was a bloodstained One Ring, and I chuckled, eating another
The
Returning to my bedroom, I found the save screen from STH 3, just like that creepypasta. However, there were 3 empty save files, not 3 files with some hapless Fellowship characters, awaiting doom by a possessed Frodo. Shrugging, I clicked on the first file, which allowed me to enter my name, which I did.
Once I had, it brought me to a black screen, with the words
The sprite
It was me.
It was literally me, with my red hair, pale skin with freckles, green eyes, everything. Hell, my sprite even had on my
Suddenly, I noticed a little
And just as I decided that maybe this
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A name entry appeared, and after some consideration, I typed my name into the bar and pressed enter.
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I was 22, and I entered it in, only for the reply to come in.
It was a cutscene of Frodo digging into his shoulder wound and pulling out the Nazgul blade, holding it in his blood-covered hands as he stood over the Witch-King, who, for a Ringwraith, looked terrified. Frodo merely grinned insanely as he plunged the blade into the Witch-
After 3 minutes of this, the Witch-King lay dead, bloody and decrepit as Frodo turned to face the other Ringwraiths, who screamed horrid screams as Frodo attacked them with their own weapons. One of them, hurrying away from the massacre, ran to me and spoke in broken English,
When the final Ringwraith was killed, Frodo began to gather up their pools of blood in his hands and drip it into his mouth, drinking the blood like it was water. My sprite began to back away, looking horrified, but then Frodo turned to face her, as the screen faded black once more.
This sickened me. I
And
Thankful, I agreed and clicked
I
Hours passed, as I rested on in a dreamless sleep filled with soft, quiet static. Wait…that
Opening my eyes and glancing over, I saw something most horrifying.
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From that point, he began to stalk towards my bed, making me shiver and squeak with fear.
Before I could even ask what he meant about hours, he ripped the covers away from my body, making me curl up into a ball. He still grinned wildly as he pulled me out of my ball and proceeded to undress me, his eyes shining greedily.
I screamed, now knowing his plan and attempted to dash away, but he grabbed the back of my underwear and yanked me back into his grasp, pushing me onto the bed and crawling all over me, pushing his crotch against mine and rubbing them together, sexually arousing him. I squeaked as he placed his hot hands on my breasts, squeezing them gently and feeling them in his bloodstained hands.
Pulling away, he began to undress himself, tearing his cloak, shirt and vest off, revealing not a muscular form, but a thin shape, the same as the real
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''Ms. Kirsten Scholtes was reported missing on June 14<sup>th</sup>, 2022, from her Portland, Oregon apartment. Her whereabouts are currently unknown at this time, and the only clue authorities have is a note left on her computer screen, which reads
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