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Game 2 Outline |
You awake in a small room. It's clearly dark outside, and you're in a suburban neighbourhood, judging by the houses you see through the window (it's boarded up and has no glass, but there are spaces between the boards, and you're right up against the wall). A sign on the lawn reads "Get off - it is impolite to walk on the dead". Oddly, you suspect that is precisely what lies beneath the ground.
The room is small and unfurnished. A door leads out toward the lawn, but it's barricaded with wood, metal, and covered in padlocks and things. Two other doors are here - one leads into a room with a refrigerator and cupboards - obviously a kitchen - and the other reveals a stairway. To your horror, faint moans and screams can be heard - you run over to the stairs, and walk down.
The next room is much wider, with earthen walls lit by torches. Two people are strung up against the wall - a woman with stylish glasses, striped stockings, and a crucifix around her neck, and a man with a Nine inch nails T-Shirt. The man appears to be insane, or so badly wounded as to find talking impossible... he simply murmurs words that make no sense.
"Oh, thank god!" the woman says, smiling at you.
"Um... Hi," you say, painfully conscious that you're wearing very scant clothing and a pink trenchcoat.
"That maniac - he kidnapped us both and brought us here, because my friend here kicked his seat in the cinema. He knocked us out with a tazer and tortured my friend... he seemed to find some kind of depraved satisfaction from it. Can you please get us down?" the woman gushes. But before you can move, a hand like steel is upon your neck.
"Now, now - they haven't learned their lesson yet. Don't try and steal my students when their grammatical skills are wanting..." It's the voice of the maniac, cold as steel and grating, like nails on a blackboard.
"You maniac!! Let us GO!" the woman screams, kicking the wall. "You're insane! You kill people to paint a fucking wall with their blood!! Just kill yourself and save us... !!" you turn around to see a wall covered in half-dried blood - the rest is dripping faintly and sickeningly fresh.
"Don't fall foul of Johnny, next time..." the maniac hisses, and another blow to your head knocks you out.
Where will you wake this time?
Written by JTHM (edited by wanderer)