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I tried contacting arnold9812 again but the username did not exist. I was slightly mad, and slightly scared. I searched up "Super Mario 64 Beta Cartridge" on Google and I could not find any matching results. I must have had the only one in the world.
For two whole days the game sat on my
For two whole days the game sat on my shelf, and I looked at it once and cringed. On day three, I couldn't find it. I searched every nook and cranny of my house and couldn't find the stupid game.
That night, I had an awful nightmare. I dreamed that Mario was walking slowly through the dark castle, with odd noises coming from the dark depths. Mario got to a door with a star on it, and dead Luigi fell out of the door; his rotting body was disgusting. I was so scared that I instantly woke up, and saw that, to my astonishment, the cartridge was laying next to me in bed. I gasped, and yelled slightly, tossing it under the cabinet across my room.
My heart was beating as I stared though the dark room at the cabinet. What I saw almost made my heart stop. The cartridge was slowly hovering towards me, and arms were sticking out of it, as if it were going to kill me with it's bare hands. I jumped out of bed, racing down the hall, and pulled out an Uzi out of nowhere, because I was prepared for any madness that cartridge was going to try with me, and went back to my room, but it wasn't there.
I heard a voice behind me, but it wasn't demonic. It sounded normal.
"Did you enjoy my game?"
I wheeled around and stared into Arnold's face. How did I know it was Arnold? Because of his name-tag on his jumpsuit. It all became clear to me now as I stared at his bloody axe. He must be a serial killer!
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He came after me and I tried shooting him, but I didn't have any ammo. I tripped and stared at Arnold as he came after me, holding his axe high, grinning. I felt like one of those stuipid females in the horror movies that never ran from the killer. I instantly stood up and ran into my bathroom, where he began hacking the door down. What he said made me shiver in fear.
"HERE'S ARNIE!"
And his face appeared through the hole, and I had another gun in my bathroom, just because. I took it out of the shower and blasted him. He died, and I exhaled with relief.
I went to my bedroom, which is where I powered my laptop on, ready to tell the tale to the whole internet. This is where I sit now.
Funny, I think I hear something behind me...
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