The Theater: My Expierience
Hello, my name is John Sandal, I am a worker at Active Enterprises, the same guys who produced the inevitable train wreck that is Action 52.
I am a college student at Active Enterprises and everything is terrible, since I am a amateur programmers.
When my day at work ended, I spotted a garage sale when I was driving home so I went to it obviously, because I loved garage sales.
All that was there was a bunch of kitchen utensils, toys and some video games, but when I dug around in the video game box one game caught my eye, it came in a blank white box with some low quality sprite of what seems to be a ticket-taker.
It seemed risky so I put it back and got some other games instead, I paid for my games and went to my car but when I looked back at the house, the house was gone.
I was confused, but I got in my car and never bothered to look again because that would be a stupid idea considering all those stupid creepy pastas I have read.
When I got home, I noticed that my computer had that same game box on it, but this time the ticket-taker seemed angry.
"What the hell?" I thought to myself, I knew this was a bad sign so I got my hammer and smashed the box so it couldn't damage me, I was living with my parents at the time so it wouldn't damage them either.
When I went to bed that night, I began to have... nightmares and hallucinations about the box and the game, telling me to PLAY IT... PLAY IT!
I couldn't handle it anymore, it forced me... after a good beating with the hammer the game itself still managed to survive so I put it in my PC and I clicked the installer.
After a long time of frustration and tedious rebooting, I finally managed to get the game to run and it looked very... mundane.
It said (C)1994 so it was released around the same time as Doom, which was pretty cool.
I clicked "New Game" and it immediately sent me to a theater lobby in the middle of what seems nowhere.
The ticket-taker played a low quality sound clip saying "Thank you, please enjoy the movie."
I pretty much stopped playing after that because I knew it was a very bad sign, I turned off my computer, got the disc and smashed it until it was no more...
Don't trust shady garage sales, they will get you killed.
Written by Onesel
Content is available under CC BY-SA
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