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The growls were loud and the music was enraging. With fierce, angry, demonic sounds. I've played the game many times so I was skilled enough to make it to Baby Bowser rather quickly. I needed to land one last hit on him to win. Just before I could do so he ground-pounded me before I could get out of the way. I yelled "NOOOOO!!!!" scared at what would happen next. The Yoshi made a horrifying scream as it died. The most dreadful sound I have ever heard.
Expecting the game over screen, the red flash appeared once again. The image was clear now. It was an enraged Yoshi. It was staring into my soul with such anger and hatred. The Yoshi was growling and snarling. Soon after this the dialogue box popped up and it read "You let them
"How could a game do this?" I frantically pondered. I was then sent to an underground dungeon. There were bloody Yoshi hand-prints on the walls, intestines, blood, and flesh spread all over the floors. My body shook, my hands trembled. I told myself this was not possible but once again my curiosity drove me further into this twisted, deranged, hellish experience. I kept going right for what seemed like forever. I saw an opening and made my Yoshi jump in. I was excited to reach a new room
When my Yoshi hit the bottom it made a splat. Its limbs flew everywhere. That's when I noticed my six
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I screamed and fell to my knees. I gripped my
That was two years ago. I checked myself into a mental institution but nothing helps. I have nightmares of that dreadful experience every night. If this gets out to anyone don't let your curiosity get the best of you. It got the best of me, and I suffer for it everyday of my life. Heed my warning.
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