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Several weeks later, I was sort of looking through the stream of StreetPasses. It had become an almost boring activity by now. Name…message…into the Plaza. I barely bothered looking. The last StreetPasser popped up. That was weird…
…I’ve never seen a Mii with gray skin before. Maybe it was an update I had missed. And, the message it gave me was
As I exited, I noticed something which grabbed my interest: the info. said that I had StreetPassed this Mii
Normally, when a monster was defeated, it did a little animation and puffed outta’ existence. When the nameless Mii struck the monster, its health bar vanished. A screech burst from the speakers and it fell to the floor…except, the monster didn’t vanish. The nameless Mii walked over its body and moved on. I was getting a bit nervous by now. But, I had never gotten pass this room before; so, I went along with it -- confident that I could just turn the 3DS off if anything went really wrong.
The same process went throughout every room...even the places that had multiple monsters. The nameless Mii was never attacked. Instead, the message
After defeating that one, at last, I had reached the final boss. A worried look crossed the nameless Mii’s face. It struck; but, this time, the health bar barely went down. The monster struck…and the nameless Mii fled -- sword falling. I huffed irritably. So, the nameless Mii’s not perfect?!? No matter. I’ll just try again. I closed my 3DS and went to my friend’s place to hang out.
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When the fog cleared, all that was left of the monster was a pile of bloody limbs. The Mii stood there -- smiling -- as the prisoner I had to free walked over. It was just my own Mii (the one I used to StreetPass with) with a crown. She stared in horror at it. Then, she looked at me…with the default expression for sadness. The screen turned gray once more.
That night, I had trouble getting to sleep. The next morning, I was awoken by a loud, thumping on my door. I sat up -- and watched in disbelief -- as a sword smashed through the door. My heart thumped! My vision was dimmed by the gray fog filling the room. I could hear the words,
Just as I felt myself being slaughtered, I woke up from this nightmare.
After some other friends and I got together, it turns out that no one has seen or heard from my friend since last night. I began to panic! I rushed over to my friend’s neighborhood; only to be blocked by police. Something had happened that night and there was an investigation going on. All I could think of was,
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