Chapter 1: The Admin

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It was a slow September day. A Tuesday, to be exact. Chimera woke up and made herself some coffee. As she put her lips to the cup, she remembered he job as the admin of the Cloverfield Movie Forum. She smiled and thought of everything that she’s done, all the friends she’s made, all because of one simple site for the movie Cloverfield. Chimera sat down at her computer and pressed the power button. The hum from the machine slowly started. The screen stayed black. Chimera thought that it might have not been plugged in, but... the computer was running. The little light was green and everything seemed to be normal. Then all of a sudden- A puppet appeared on her screen. It’s wooden head slowly turned, facing her. His face was white and dirty, he had a jutting brow and cheeks that have red spirals painted on them. His red lips form a grin. His eyes are black with red irises, and his head is topped with black, messy hair. His chin slowly began to move... “Hello Kristy. I want to play a game. You are a perfectly healthy middle class female. A couple months ago, you dressed up like a goth. Was this a joke? Or were you depressed at this point in your lifetime? The coffee that you just drank was poisoned with isonicotinyl hydrazine, and if not treated quickly, can make your life very difficult.” Chimera then started to freak out, looking at her doors, realizing that they were unlocked. “I have placed an antidote in your house, but you must find that on your own. The antidote is Pyridoxine. Now, don’t try to order this in a drug store or the internet. You don’t have much time for that. The antidote can be anywhere in your house. Maybe in a cabinet... maybe placed in a place that means dear to you... Maybe it’s hidden a place in your house that you haven’t even visited before. But don’t spend too much time pondering about it. Look carefully.” Chimera shed a tear. “Let the game begin.” The computer then went back to it’s original state. Chimera panicked. She got up and ran across her house, throwing all of her possessions from their places to the ground. She opened closet doors, drawers in her dresser, and every cabinet in the house. She then started to feel sick to her stomach. She started to stumble and fall. Then she gave in and fell to the floor. She threw up. Chimera got up and looked at her vomit. It was blood. Then she got scared. She got more frantic than ever. She opened one last cabinet in her kitchen: and there it was. She sighed in relief. She took the case and attached the needle. She was moving slower and slower... Then there was a buzzing noise. She looked at her computer and the puppet popped up again. It simply said two words... “Time’s up.” She then stuck the needle into her body and pressed down... The case was empty... Everything started to slow down... a figure then entered her house... then everything went black.

I'm gonna have nightmares.

Chapter 2: Personality Test

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It was September 2nd, and Alec was on his way home from the District; an outlet mall. Throughout his time there, he felt that someone was watching him, following him... But then he started to realize that he was starting to sound stupid. He just got out of the movie theater, from watching “The Stalker”. He began to think that he was just a little shaken up from the film. Once Alec was home, he got comfortable and started to work on his homework. “This is boring.” he said to himself. “Then why don’t you do something about it?” a voice said. “Music?” “Anythings better than this.” He then popped in his earphones from his iPhone and started to play some music. ****** After a while, he completed his homework and took out his earphones. Shut his iPhone off and went to his computer. He pressed the power button, but nothing happened. “What the-” He was cut off by hand, covering his mouth But in that hand was a cloth. Alec then took a breath in and started to feel woozy... he slowly fell to the ground. ****** Alec slowly opened his eyes. Everything was blurry, but from what he could tell, he was not in his own home. Once he got a clear view, he tried to get up, but he couldn’t. He was restrained by something. His arms. Both his arms were tied with chains and it seemed that the chains were attached to the wall. Out of desperation, Alec yelled out “HELP!!!”, but to no avail, no one heard his plea. “HELP!!!!!!”, he screamed, but there was no answer. He tried one last time. “SOMEONE HELP M-” and he was cut off by the sound of a TV turning on. He looked at the screen as a puppet with a white face appeared. It’s head slowly turned, facing Alec. “Hello Alec. I want to play a game. You must be wondering where you are right now.” In responce Alec said “What the hell is this? Some kind of sick, joke???” The puppet continued. “I can assure you that while your location is not important. As we speak, you are being tested. So far in what could loosely be called your life, you have realized that you have MPD; Multiple Personality Disorder. In recent weeks, you have been having conversations with yourself. Moreso, the other side of you. A personality different from the one you have. The devise that you are hooked up to precisely fits your disorder. If you want to live, and stay with this so called “curse”, then you must use the key in your left hand-” Alec then realized that there actually was a key in his hand. “- and reach under the table that you are laying on. Once you’ve reached under the table you will find a lock. Use the key to unlock it and you will be set free. On the other hand, you can just stay still. In a couple of minutes these chains that are connected to your arms and legs with start to move in the other direction. In 15 minutes, these chains will stop moving, and you will be split into two. Will you do whatever it takes to stay alive? Let the game begin.” The TV then shut off. Alec said to himself, “Okay... okay, this sounds pretty easy.” As he reached at the bottom of the table, he was restricted from going any farther because his right arm was still chained up. “Shit! I’m gonna have to pull my arm out of it’s socket or something! Ahh, fuck!” He started to pull, and his right arm was stretching, and stretching, and Alec was getting close to the keyhole but then- POP. His right arm pops out place. “AAAAHHH!! OH MY GOD! Okay.. okay this should make it easier!!” He reached again and he was so close to getting it in the keyhole. But the chains started to move. They started to pull. “Oh god no.” He reached as far as he could, trying and trying to get in the keyhole, but his right arm was still holding him back. The key finally went in, but he couldn’t turn it. It was already too late. The chains were tugging at his arms and legs. His skin began to tear. “AAAHHH, NOOO!!!!!!! AH-”

These are so awesome! and bloody.

That.... Was epic.

My... limbs..

Ouch


Haha nice one man!!

Anything but the limbs!