Creatures of Conditions (WIP)

(set: $playerName to (prompt: "Your name is required", "")) (set: $badWords to (array: "fuck", "shit", "bitch", "asshole", "your mom", "dick", "piss", "cunt", "fag", "retard", "no", "why", "you don't need my name", "none of your business", "idk", "nah", "nope" )) (set: $isBadName to false) (set: $lowerName to (lowercase: $playerName)) (if: $playerName's length > 20)[(set: $isBadName to true)] (if: $playerName's length < 2)[(set: $isBadName to true)] (for: each _word, ...$badWords)[ (if: $lowerName contains _word)[(set: $isBadName to true)] ] (if: $isBadName)[(go-to: "Introduction")] (if: $lowerName is "brokenx22")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "brokenx2")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "brokenx")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "")[(go-to: "DifferentName2")] (if: $lowerName is "broken")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "duc nguyen")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "duc")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "nguyen")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "brian")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "nguyen duc")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "nguyenduc")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "ducnguyen")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "kasane")[(go-to: "Kasane Route")] (if: $lowerName is "tyke mison")[(go-to: "Tyke Mison")] (if: $lowerName is "carrier of pain")[(go-to: "Carrier of Pain")] (go-to: "Ready?")

What describe you the best? [[Student]] [[Adult]] [[Dead]]

Then you don't need to be here.

Nice try

(set: $numberCandy to 1)(set: $greedTriggered to false)After a long day of creativity and colorful smiles, the teacher gave you and your group a bowl full of sweets as a way to reward the hard work. There are only 14 pieces of sweets in the bowl, and your group members have contributed 84% of the work without you. Only take as many treats as you deserve. [[Take one piece]] [[Leave]]

(set: $numberCandy to $numberCandy - 1) You left with $numberCandy (if: $numberCandy is 14)[You left with all the treats] (else-if: $numberCandy is 2)[You knew exactly what you deserve] (else-if: $numberCandy < 2)[You left, knowing that you deserve more] (else:)[You left, knowing that you deserve less] [[Okay?]] Desire Level: $Desire/5

You took $numberCandy candy (set: $numberCandy to $numberCandy + 1) (if: $numberCandy > 3 and $greedTriggered is false)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (set: $greedTriggered to true) ](else:)[ ] (if: $numberCandy < 14)[ [[Take one piece]] ] [[Leave]]

I don't like that name Try a different one (set: $differentNameCount to $differentNameCount + 1) (if: $differentNameCount > 22)[(go-to: "Jumbscare")] [[Go Back|Introduction]]

Everyone has a name, I do need a way to call you. [[Go Back|Introduction]]

This is my art. You are not me. Therefore you don't think like me. Don't try to go through the story with my name. I am not the characters in this. From now on to make it easier, your name is [[Player]] [[Let's gooo]]

Yes, that's your name now, or you can just reset. [[Right|Jumbscare]]

[you ready?] [[yes]] [[no]]

Hello. This is "Creatures of Conditions." My art experiment. (There's custom musicals, when a bgm stops... you have to click some where random on a passage for it to play :D) [[Hi|Introduction]] (print: "<div id='vhs-overlay' style='pointer-events:none;position:fixed;top:0;left:0;width:100vw;height:100vh;z-index:9999;background:url(https://i.imgur.com/3rrIdCy.gif) repeat;opacity:0.4;mix-blend-mode:screen;'></div>") <div id="blackout"></div> (set: $differentNameCount to 0) (set: $DeadCount to 0) (set: $Isolation to 0) (set: $Love to 0) (set: $Obsession to 0) (set: $Desire to 0) (set: $Playfulness to 0) (set: $Anger to 0) (set: $Regret to 0) (set: $Ambiguity to 0) <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/General%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.1; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch(() => {}); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

I see, which to you is the hardest part of being an adult? [[Nothing is hard for me|Playfulness route]] [[Finding a good sexual relationship|Love route]] [[Being overly attached with someone|Obsession route]] [[Dealing with deadlines and work tasks obviously|Anger route]] [[Failing to have friends|Isolation route]] [[Just being truely happy again|Mixed route]]

Do you ever wish you could go back to your kindergarten days? [[I would love to go back|Desire route]] [[Nah I'm good]]

We all dream of going back, not really to fix our mistakes, but to feel that pure, carefree joy we had as kids and throw away all of the burden from now. But if we returned with all our memories, would it still feel the same? Maybe the magic only lives in the not knowing, in forgetting the weight of what we’ve learned. To truly be children again, we’d have to let go of everything, even the reason we wanted to return. Just one more moment, simple and free, without knowing how precious it really is when we can. [[Let's go|password]] (set: $KanaChildCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

(set: $chapter4 to "Chapter 4: The Creature of Desire") <center><h2>$chapter4</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 4]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Kanaria%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 1.0; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

Interesting, which to you is the hardest part of being a student? [[Nothing is hard for me|Playfulness route]] [[Finding a perfect school love|Love route]] [[Being overly attached with someone|Obsession route]] [[Dealing with the tests and homework obviously|Anger route]] [[Failing to have friends|Isolation route]] [[Just being truely happy again|Mixed route]]

[[Back|yes]] (set: $DeadCount to $DeadCount + 1) (if: $DeadCount > 22)[(go-to:"X")]

(set: $chapter0 to "Chapter 0: X") <center><h2>$chapter0</h2></center> Only music and Emotions [[Continue|Conitnue 0]]

Really? The truth is, you only fell in love when your heart was starving. You created a fake someone in your mind based on a real person, a perfect reflection of what you needed at the time, and now you’re chasing that relationship like it’s real. The truth is, you only value love because of the pleasure, true love has to come from the initial intention of family creation and bloodline continuation with the person you trust regardless of burden, pain or even non-compatable, the moment you love someone outside of these reason, maybe for looks, maybe for personality, is the moment you fall into fake love, the type of lust disguised as pure love, that can only last for the first few days. You treat love like a type of unique entertainment to satisfy your current desires, love will come back at you. How greedy and heartless you are if you found this relatable. [[Let's go|password]] (set: $YoasoflyCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

[[Let's go|password]] (set: $NokiCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

"Overly attached"...It’s not them you’re obsessed with, it’s the way they made you feel that they're superior, putting their voice inside you that says you’re hard to love. You rush for connection without noticing it, chasing relief and building them into something divine, you need someone to worship, not god, but someone "exists" physically. You never loved them, not truly. You loved how they distracted you from yourself. They only need to leave you for a long enough time, 1 month or just 2 months, you'll find someone or something else to be obsessed with, again... [[Let's go|password]] (set: $KiMothCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

HELLO <script> setInterval(function() { const el = document.getElementById("glitch"); const chars = ["#", "$", "@", "&", "%", "*", "!"]; el.innerText = chars[Math.floor(Math.random() * chars.length)]; setTimeout(() => el.innerText = "HELLO", 100); }, 800); </script> He is behind you. <script> setInterval(() => { const el = document.getElementById("flicker"); el.style.visibility = (el.style.visibility === "hidden") ? "visible" : "hidden"; }, 500); </script> You hear breathing close to your ear. Say something? (set: $responded to false) (live: 5s)[ (if: not $responded)[ (replace: ?response)[You waited too long.] (stop:) ] ] (link: "Say something")[ (set: $responded to true) (replace: ?response)[You whisper... nothing.] ] <span|response>

[[Let's go|password]] (set: $PCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

[[Let's go|password]] (set: $DCTSCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

Right... I assume you say you’re used to being alone, like it’s a strength, but you know it wasn’t a choice, no one picks silence unless they’ve been talked over too many times. You didn’t cut people off when you could, you just stopped trying, and maybe at first it felt like hell, but that silence gets familiar. Admit that you’re not safe in here, being alone doesn’t protect you, it softens you, quiets you, makes you easy to swallow. You don't exist in people's eyes [[Let's go|password]] (set: $MARETCHCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

(set: $money to 0)You wake up in the body of a child, about 7 years old, not in your body, you are a completely new person. (check your [[money]]?) You only stay mature, thoughtful for about a few seconds after you wake up before forgetting everything, every problem, slowly you become a child again externally and internally Your 6 years old friendis calling you from outside the windows "Hey $playerName, wake up! let's play tag or hide and seek. This time if you win, i'll give you 5 bucks" [[WHAT?!, where did he get that money, does not matter, it's mine now]]

(set: $chapter1 to "Chapter 1: The Creature of Playfulness") <center><h2>$chapter1</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 1]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Ro2noki%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.5; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

(set: $chapter2 to "Chapter 2: The Creature of Love") <center><h2>$chapter2</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 2]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Yoasobi%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.5; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

(set: $chapter3 to "Chapter 3: The Creature of Obsession") <center><h2>$chapter3</h2></center> <center>17th October, 2024 – Melbourne</center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 3]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Kikuo%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 1; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

(set: $chapter5 to "Chapter 5: The Creature of Anger") <center><h2>$chapter5</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 5]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Deco27%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.5; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

(set: $chapter6 to "Chapter 6: The Creature of Isolation") <center><h2>$chapter6</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 6]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Maretu%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.5; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

(set: $chapter8 to "Chapter 8: The Creature of Ambiguity") <center><h2>$chapter8</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 8]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Deco27%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 1.0; // Max volume document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

[[I don't know|Ambiguity route]] [[It doesn’t matter|Regret route]]

[[Let's go|password]] (set: $InamoriCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

(set: $chapter7 to "Chapter 7: The Creature of Regret") <center><h2>$chapter7</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 7]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20inabakumori%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.5; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

Now $playerName, you are a single, young lady. You woke up on your bed, still living with your parents tho. But hey, today that is gonna change. You have planned out all your calendars. You have found a job at a bar. [[Let's gooooo]]

You wake up in your bed in the morning, as usual. But, your room smells funny, the door is open, and you can clearly remember that you closed it yesterday. What do you do? [[Ask roommate]] [[Get out of bed and go check around the house]] [[Stay in bed for a while to see if anyone's in the house besides me]] [[Just go to work already, nothing to worry about]] [[Call the Police]]

CARRIER OF PAINNNNNNNN

Passwords' in my music videos you really have to listen to it first -_-

$playerName. Whether this is your real name or not. I'm X or X-entity, as people like to call me Let's run through the stories of some of my most notable victims [[Damn|yes]]

You spend some time looking around the house, nothing is missing. But you can feel the weird, rotten smell of something coming from the entrance doors towards your room. Other rooms in the house remain completely untouched, with no sign of an intruder. [[Weird|Continue 6 (host)]]

You've waited dead in bed for 30 minutes, there's no sign of intruder, you're gonna be late for work! [[Ok, then let's go to work|Just go to work already, nothing to worry about]]

You rush to work, but the streets are way more crowded, noisier than normal. It's like the whole city is out of their houses, moving through the streets. A ton of people are staring at a billboard TV, which is showing some kind of documentary or report instead of the usual annoying skincare ad you see every morning on your way to the office. "They talked about creatures and whatever. Might be a new trending horror movie or scandal," you think. What do you do? <ul style="list-style-type: none; padding: 0; margin-top: 2em;"> <li>[[Stop to check what the hype is about, I am already late anyway]]</li> <li>[[Ignore and just go to the office]]</li> </ul>

You called the police, but your call got put into a queue due to too many people calling at the same time. Seems like justice is busy today. [[Wow ok, I'll call later then|Continue 6 (host)]]

You wake up in your bed in the morning, as usual. But your room smells funny, the door is open, and you can clearly remember that you closed it yesterday. What do you do? <ul style="list-style-type: none; padding: 0; margin-top: 2em;"> <li>[[Just go to work already, nothing to worry about]]</li> </ul>

Unfortunately, people are talking over the news. Sounds of arguments in the middle of the streets, women crying, men swearing, all drown out the news audio. You can’t just rely on the vague visuals on the billboard to understand what’s happening. "I'll just check the news after work," you think. [[At the office]]

"Can not let these unnecessary trends distract me from my work," you think. A very dedicated character you are. [[At the office]]

Your boss is a disciplined man. He has a lovely wife whom everyone admires. He always arrives early, focused, mature, and calm to the max. He’s the type who would just say "OK," even if he got shot in the foot (which, of course, never happened). An absolute pillar of steadiness. So, today feels strange. For the first time, he does not seem calm. You see him standing near the window, staring down at the street filled with chaos. His hands are behind his back, but they tremble. He doesn’t care that you’re late. In fact, only a few people are in the office right now. What is happening? Is the “trend” really this impactful? [[Ask the boss what's up]] [[Just give him his space, what can I even do in this situation?]]

Your Boss: Oh hey $playerName, thanks for always caring for others. Well... we have no work today, but I thought I would come to the office anyway to look after you guys. [[Yeah, I'm just checking in, is everything okay?]]

You kept on working, just like usual.... But it has been hours, and the hype is still there, people are still arguing on the street down there, the urge to just ask your boss for a break, to go out and ask "what is happening?" is way too big. But still, you think to yourself, "Whatever is happening does not matter, I want that employee of the month title, I'll work like a robot until lunch, then I'll ask what is happening later." [[Let's work till lunch!]]

It's lunch time, now let's take advantage and go ask someone about all this. You are the only person in the office today who actually worked, everyone else seems to have other problems, and you are about to find out. Who should I ask? [[The boss]] [[Your co-worker]] [[Online people]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You approach your boss. ] (if: $step is 2)[ But before you get to say anything. Your boss, all of a sudden, jumps off the building. ] (if: $step is 3)[ ] (if: $step is 4)[ Committing suicide right in front of your eyes? ] (if: $step is 5)[ You stand there, unable to comprehend what just happened. Yet other people in the office clearly don't care about what just happened. ] (if: $step is 6)[ You are once again, alone in this space, the odd one out. ] (if: $step is 7)[ ] (if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Who Should I Ask") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

"Bro, you live under a fucking rock or something. Let me tell you what’s happening." (Your co-worker sits down, looking through you, not at you) "There’s something spreading. It’s not a virus. It's like a curse. And the moment you feel something too deeply, your body doesn’t know what to do with it. So it rewires. Adapts. Becomes something else. Our boss... he probably felt too much." [[Our boss?]]

You tried to get information from every platform you have access to, but every platform is freezing. You can't access YouTube, Instagram, or anything else. They keep appears to be in a loading state. At the end, your phone shuts off. [[Oh, dang it!]]

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"Our boss?, well ok, that shouldn't be your main worry right now. There’s something spreading. It’s not a virus. It's like a curse. And the moment you feel something too deeply, your body doesn’t know what to do with it. So it rewires. Adapts. Becomes something else. Our boss... he probably felt too much." [[I don't understand what is happening?]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You remembered that your roommates moved out months ago. ] (if: $step is 2)[ Too much loneliness you feel in your body ] (if: $step is 3)[  ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "Continue 6 (host)") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ Confused, you look over your boss's table, but he's not there. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The window is wide open. ] (if: $step is 3)[ From the window looking down, a human figure lies down in the midst of street chaos. ] (if: $step is 4)[ Your boss's body lies on the street below, twisted, he's dead. ] (if: $step is 6)[ Yet your co-worker and everyone surrounding the scene don't seem to care ] (if: $step is 7)[ Around the office, no one reacts. Phones ring. Someone prints a document. It's like nothing happened. ] (if: $step is 8)[ You feel something sink inside you. ] (if: $step is 9)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 10)[ (goto: "Your co-worker 3") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

"Maybe he knew what was coming and wanted to go while he still had a name. Don't ask questions, I want to keep my emotions neutral. If I knew that you and other people are all clueless and hopeless like this, I wouldn't come to the office, I would just stay home and plan out how to survive. I'm going home." Your co-worker starts to pack his stuff up a head straight to home. [[What even is happening]]

You are confused. You don't know what's happening. But all of your confusion is cut short by a sudden [[SMS message|Image MARETCH]]

"Really? So you don't know what's happening. The news literally auto-plays on every device this morning. Did you oversleep again? You know what, don't ask questions, I want to keep my emotions neutral. If I knew that you and other people are all clueless and hopeless like this, I wouldn't come to the office; I would just stay home and plan out how to survive. I'm going home."vive. I'm going home." Your co-worker starts to pack his stuff up a head straight to home. [[What even is happening]]

(set: $step to 1) <div style="text-align:center; margin-top: 20px;"> <img src="https://i.imgur.com/m0Ul6Py.png" alt="SMS message" style="max-width: 300px; height: auto; display: inline-block;" > (live: 4s)[ <div style="margin-top: 10px; color: black; font-weight: bold; font-size: 1.1em;"> [[IEBCRO? What the hell is this]] </div> ] </div>

You stand there and think for a little bit "I need more context" you think. Your other co-worker approached with an optimistic voice, he's your favourite person to work with, consequently the only person you actually remember their name [[Tyke Mison|TM passage 1]]: Hey $playerName, I know things feel uncertain right now, but if you heard what they announced this morning, they said that the pandemic has only just begun, and the chances of anyone turning into monsters are extremely low, remember?. That’s why you still see people out on the streets, arguing. If not, they'd act emotionless. [[Can you tell me what they announced this morning? What did I miss]]

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[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 2]]: Yeah so, the world kind of changed. There’s been a pandemic. But not the usual kind. People aren’t just getting sick, they’re turning into creatures based on their strongest emotions. And there's this organization called IEBCRO where they do research on these creatures. They mention that it all started after a black X-shaped thing showed up in the sky. Now music’s banned. Devices can mess with your brain. And if you feel too much of anything, you might not stay human. There's a lot of information, but all you have to know is, Stay emotionally stable. [[Wait what? Creatures? From emotions? My boss just killed himself, and there's a ton of people arguing on the streets, and you’re telling me to stay calm? What the hell is happening?]]

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[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 3]]: If I were you I would not panic like that, trust me, I am confused too, but I think we should trust whatever they said, they seems to be serious and is telling the truth, never in the history of human where the government have to use that automatic force audio anouncements through digital device thing, this is the first time so I assume this pandemic is legit. Just do what they advice, stay calm and emotionally stable. [[Ok, so I only have to stay calm and act emotionless?]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 4]]: Yeah exactly, I think you also have to feel emotionless too, but as they said, it's the first day of the pandemic so the effects are not prominent yet, So today is the day for us to disccuss and kinda talk about the plans, and how are we planning to live from now on, I bet tommorow everything is gonna be so different [[What about our boss?]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 5]]: Stop mentioning him, after the news got announced, there has been multiple cases of people taking their own lives, just get through it man [[How can you tell that this is legit?]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 6]]: Dude, there are literal pictures and videos of people turning into creatures, although today specifically, the effect is not high, but it is there. I walked past a creature this morning, luckily, it did not attack me. But yeah, this is real. Alright, excuse me, I'm gonna go somewhere else to discuss with someone who has a plan, I'm sorry but I have to use every second I have for today, I don't want to be turned into a monster, and certainly I don't want to be harmed by one of them. [[...]]

You are still skeptical about the situation "Ok, stay calm, that's all I need to know." You walk toward the office balcony. Everyone in the office, having made no progress on a survival plan, is leaving to go somewhere else. At the end, there's only you on the office's balcony, looking down at the chaos in the streets. Your vision extends, and you can see a giant butterfly at a distance. The size of that creature is not normal "Not a dream" you thought to yourself [[I see, so today is the "safe day", only if I woke up early, I would've known what the message is about]]

You light up a cigarette, looking down, you see 1 or 2 dead bodies on the streets besides your boss, your reaction to the scene is not the same anymore. You are getting through it, accepting the truth "Well, at least I don't have to work today." Still finding reasons to be positive tho. The internet is still not working, you slowly but surely, delete all of your music apps unconsciously. [[Stay emotionless, I'll find out what will happen tomorrow]]

After all the chaos, you eventually made your way back home, half walking, half stumbling It's 3 pm, you are home, checking your phone every few minutes. Hoping that the internet would work so that you can learn more about the situation. Notifications stayed silent. Socials wouldn’t load. You stared at the screen like it owed you an explanation. You close all doors and [[windows]]. That night, you lay in bed, phone on your chest, eyes wide open in the dark. [[Sleep]] came late. But it came.

<timed 3s> Your eye closed. The room blurs out, with a little bit of alertness left on your body You look at the door to make sure it is closed It is closed You swear to yourself that you will move out tomorrow if the door appears to be open when you wake up </timed> <timed 6s> You are sitting at your class desk again No more office work, those days of endless grinding are all over. You feel young again, being a student. You check your student ID card to make sure, and yes, you are back again. Back to all the homework, breaktimes, summertimes, where everything is just surreal again Time to talk to your friends again!, But then you realize that when you were younger, you had no friends Isolated in your class, sitting alone, sinking into your desk, ignoring all the fun that other classmates had during breaktimes Those sounds are loud, full of youth and happiness, but to your ears, they sound blurry, muted. Are you waiting for the class to end, or are you waiting for some extrovert to come? To break your emotionless patterns? You were sad, you were not emotionless, it's just that the level of isolation is so big, you don't even realize that you are being depressed. Do you feel someone is constantly watching you while you sitting alone at your desk at school, talking behind your back You don't feel it. But there surely are </timed> <timed 9s> Someone's watching </timed> [[Continue|MARETCH ENCOUNTER 1]]

You look through the window, the street is being a little less crowded, people are starting to go home, a few more bodies lie on the street, again no one cares. You see one creature that looks like its head is a sunflower just standing there in the middle of the lanes. A tall humanoid figure, lurking, running away from humans. Too many questions you have on your head, but your energy level ain't gonna allow you to do anything about this anymore. "Let's just see what happens tomorrow," as you closed the [[window|Stay emotionless, I'll find out what will happen tomorrow]].

<timed 2s> Your eyes open slowly, but not fully. The smell isn’t normal. </timed> <timed 5s> Something’s wrong. You can feel it. </timed> <timed 8s> You look at the door with half open eyes. It’s wide open. You *swore* you locked it last night. </timed> <timed 10s> Something is standing there. It’s not moving, just staring at you. It’s shaped like a person, but its face is hollow... long limbs. </timed> <timed 13s> Your brain hits you with a shock. Your heartbeat is loud enough to drown out everything else. “Is this a real creature? Is it looking directly at me?” The figure doesn’t move. It’s waiting for something. </timed> <timed 15s> Luckily, you’re calm enough to keep your eyes half open, but your fingers twitch. No answers come. It’s real. The creature tilts its head. </timed> **What do you do?** *[[Shut your eyes and pretend to be asleep again]]* *[[Jump out of bed and sprint toward the window]]* *[[Keep your eyes in that half open state, relax, pretend to sleep|MARETCH SURVIVAL]]*

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You squeeze your eyes shut. You feel the shift in the air. The floor creaks. </timed> <timed 4s> It knows that you are awake. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 6s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You jump out of bed... You instantly run towards the window (set: $step to 2) ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ The glass bursts. You hit the ground hard. Painful, but you’re outside. Free. For now. (set: $step to 3) ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ You’ve been running. Ten minutes, maybe more. The sky above is still. Cold air presses your skin. You don't hear anything now. Maybe... maybe you’re safe. (set: $step to 4) ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ You’ve been running. Ten minutes, maybe more. The sky above is still. Cold air presses your skin. You don't hear anything now. Maybe... maybe you’re safe. (set: $step to 5) ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ Then you hear it. That silent pressure behind you. It followed. (set: $step to 6) ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ It...followed? IT RUNS TOWARDS YOU (set: $step to 7) ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ AND IT SEEMS TO BE FASTER THAN YOU (set: $step to 8) ] (else-if: $step is 8)[ **What now?** *[[Run into the street crowd far away]]* *[[Hide behind a dumpster nearby and hope it passes]]* ] ]

<timed 1s> You run towards the crowded heart of the city, hoping the creature will leave you alone. Though the distance is far, you don’t stop. The figure stands there. It tilts its head watching you run. </timed> <timed 4s> Then... it steps back. And it disappears. </timed> <timed 7s> You’re alive. The door to your house stands open. You change course, running now towards the nearest police station. </timed> [[Continue|MARETCH SURVIVAL2]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ You crouch behind the dumpster, hands over your mouth. You wait. And wait. The creature runs past you, you feel the winds cutting through, what an incredible speed. Seems like it does not know you are hiding there. (live: 10s)[ (set: $step to 2) [ ... But then... it comes back. Walking slow and calm. IT KNOWS YOU ARE THERE. ] ] ] (if: $step is 2)[ ] (live: 22s)[ (go-to: "Credit") ]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[(if: $step is 1)[You faked sleeping for 3 hours straight. During this time, the creature just stood there in a still position, looking at you. Eventually, when the sun is about the rise, it leaves you alone, leave the door half open.](if: $step is 2)[You faked sleeping for 3 hours straight. During this time, the creature just stood there in a still position, looking at you. Eventually, when the sun is about the rise, it leaves you alone, leave the door half open. In the morning, you ran into the nearest police station to report the monster. ] (if: $step is 3)[ But all of the police officer yells at you. ] (if: $step is 4)[ "Are you stupid?, this is not our job, don't bring trouble to us, the local IEBCRO station is only 2 minutes away, fuck off" ] (if: $step is 5)[ You are a little confused, but you asked for the exact location of the nearest one, which is station number 6, and came there immediately. ] (if: $step is 6)[ ] (if: $step is 7)[ Thinking back, no one believed you. Not even the ones meant to protect. ] (if: $step is 8)[ It feels like that classroom again. A younger you. No one by your side. ] (if: $step is 9)[ You didn’t even realize it, but the Isolation never left. ] (if: $step is 10)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ](if: $step is 11)[ (goto: "IEBCRO1") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

"We don't have work today? Now I want to know what's happening even more," you think. But then your boss's response freezes you instantly. Your Boss: My wife turned into a monster. I know that this pandemic thing is real. I also knew that today is a "safe day"... I just didn't expect my wife to be affected this fast, on such a safe day, they said. [[Your wife turned into a monster? What do you mean?]]

You stand there and think for a little bit. "I need more context." Your other co-worker approaches with an optimistic voice. He's your favorite person to work with—consequently, the only person you actually remember by name. [[Tyke Mison|TM passage 7]]: Let me explain to you, $playerName. I know things feel uncertain right now, but if you heard what they announced this morning, they said the pandemic has only just begun, and the chances of anyone turning into monsters are extremely low, remember? That’s why you still see people out on the streets, arguing. If not, they'd act emotionless. [[Can you tell me what they announced this morning? What did I miss|Can you tell me what they announced this morning? What did I miss2]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 8]]: Yeah, so the world kind of changed. There’s been a pandemic. But not the usual kind. People aren’t just getting sick, they’re turning into creatures based on their strongest emotions. And there's this organization called IEBCRO where they do research on these creatures. They mention that it all started after a black X-shaped thing showed up in the sky. Now music’s banned. Devices can mess with your brain. And if you feel too much of anything, you might not stay human. There's a lot of information, but all you have to know is, Stay emotionally stable. [[Wait what? Creatures? From emotions? There's a ton of people arguing on the streets, and you’re telling me to stay calm? What the hell is happening?|Wait what? Creatures? From emotions? My boss just killed himself, and there's a ton of people arguing on the streets, and you’re telling me to stay calm? What the hell is happening?2]]

Your Boss: If I were you, I would not panic like that. I am confused too. We should trust whatever they said. Never in the history of humans has the government had to use those automatic force audio announcements through digital devices. Just do what they advise: stay calm and emotionally stable. [[Ok, so I only have to stay calm, but what do you mean by your wife turned into a monster?]]

Without a question, your boss shows you the live camera footage in his house. Static flashes. <script> setInterval(() => { const el = document.getElementById("flicker"); if (el) el.style.visibility = (el.style.visibility === "hidden") ? "visible" : "hidden"; }, 500);</script>Then the living room appears. A giant butterfly with a human head floats across the screen, moving too fast. She bumps into the wall, hitting the ceiling. Then she rises again, twitching in place. "That’s my wife," the boss finally says. "After hearing the news this morning, she told me how much she loves me and even if I turned into one of the creatures, she would still love me." You stare at the screen. "I never expected my wife to be turned into one of them." "I can't go back home anymore." The footage glitches for a second. "What do you think this is?" he asks, but not like he expects an answer. [[Keep Watching]] [[Ask when this started]] [[Look away|Keep Watching]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 9]]: After the news got announced, there have been multiple cases of people taking their own lives, just get through it, man. You just have to act emotionally stable, I think you also have to feel emotionless too, but as they said, it's the first day of the pandemic so the effects are not prominent yet. So today is the day for us to discuss and kinda talk about the plans, and how are we planning to live from now on, I bet tomorrow everything is gonna be so different. [[OK...I got it]]

Your Boss: This morning, they announce it as soon as the pandemic started. [[Tyke Mison|TM passage 10]]: After the news got announced, there have been multiple cases of people taking their own lives, just get through it, man. You just have to act emotionally stable, I think you also have to feel emotionless too, but as they said, it's the first day of the pandemic so the effects are not prominent yet. So today is the day for us to discuss and kinda talk about the plans, and how are we planning to live from now on, I bet tomorrow everything is gonna be so different. *a moment of silent* Your Boss: It's great to see all of you here today. There were definitely some people I had hoped to catch in the office, but unfortunately, they couldn’t make it. I’ll see you all tomorrow, the mood will be very different from today. I’m expecting a completely emotionless vibe. [[OK...I got it]]

You are still skeptical about the situation. "Ok, stay calm, that's all I need to know." You walk toward the office balcony. Everyone in the office, having made no progress on a survival plan, is leaving to go somewhere else. At the end, there's only you on the office's balcony, looking down at the chaos in the streets. Your vision extends, and you can see a giant butterfly at a distance. The size of that creature is not normal. "Not a dream," you thought to yourself. [[I see, so today is the "safe day", only if I woke up early, I would've known what the message is fully about]]

After all the chaos, you eventually made your way back home, half walking, half stumbling. It's 3 pm, you are home, checking your phone every few minutes. Hoping that the internet would work so that you can learn more about the situation. Notifications stayed silent. Socials wouldn’t load. You stared at the screen like it owed you an explanation. You close all doors and [[windows|windows2]]. That night, you lay in bed, phone on your chest, eyes wide open in the dark. [[Sleep]] came late. But it came.

You look through the window, the street is being a little less crowded, people are starting to go home, a few dead bodies lie on the street, but no one cares. You see one creature that looks like its head is a sunflower just standing there in the middle of the lanes. A tall humanoid figure, lurking, running away from humans. Too many questions you have on your head, but your energy level ain't gonna allow you to do anything about this anymore. "Let's just see what happens tomorrow," as you closed the [[window|I see, so today is the "safe day", only if I woke up early, I would've known what the message is fully about]].

You ran into the nearest police station to report the monster. But all of the police officers seeing your panic, they offer to give you all the locations of the IEBCRO stations You are a little confused, but you asked for the exact location of the nearest one, which is the "[[IEBCRO]]" station number 6, and came there immediately.

You came to the IEBCRO station, but there's no actual "station" there, it's just a wooden public chair, there's an old man sitting there. Look closer at the old man's hat, you can barely see the "IEBCRO" logo, you sat down. Although there is a lot of confusion and questions. You talked to the old man and reported about the monster, professionally, just like how you would report to a police officer. Old Man: [[Location, ID, and contact details?]]

You provide the old man location of your house, your ID, and contact details. Old Man: Here's the key card and address for [[temporary accommodation]]. Since the creature you just described only hunts at night. Please use this time in the morning and afternoon to collect the necessary items and move to your new accommodation. We will notify you when your home is safe. *You were about to ask some questions after, but then the old man moved closer to you, and put a pistol in your pocket, labeled IEBCRO Glock 19* Old Man: The creature you encountered last night is called MARETCH. It ranks sixth on the scale of humanity threats among the seven known creatures. Protect yourself when you encounter anything not human. Thank you for your co-operation. *The man then walks away, his walking speed is incredible, and he's not even making any footstep sounds* *your phone rings a notification: **IEBCRO station 6 moved to<timed 3s> next location </timed>**, seems like this message is notified for everyone, not just you*

It’s night time. You arrive at the location given by the man. The area is in the jungle, far from any buildings or roads. The entrance is hidden by leaves, branches, and other natural materials. You push through it. Behind the camouflage is a metal door with no handle. In the lower corner, there’s a small card scanner. You swipe the key card. The door unlocks and slowly opens. Inside is a small room, about the size of a bathroom. It contains: One blanket on the floor, a toilet, a sink, awalkie-talkie, some cans of beans, some packets of water. And a [[thick report documentary|thick report documentary1]] left on the floor. There’s no shower, no Wi-Fi, and no other items. The metal door shuts behind you.

I sat down to read the report. To find out that there are 8 creatures that emerge from human transformation. IEBCRO (International Emotion-Based Creatures Research Organization) has all the info about the monsters, their appearance, behaviour, where they came from, pictures, everything... Although this pandemic only started barely yesterday, it is like they have done multiple research on these beings and somehow have years, if not centuries, worth of knowledge about these monsters. *If human emotion goes too extreme, they turn into monsters* "That's why they advise us to be emotionless." When you had enough knowledge to cure your confusions, you flip through the doc, skipping all the reports about other monsters, trying to find [[the exact creature you encountered last night]].

"THERE IT IS" After flipping through endless pages. You found the report section of the creature you met last night. MARETCH is labeled the 3rd most dangerous creature among every creature, with incredibly high physical capabilities, hunts at night, only targets sleeping "overly introverted" or "overly extroverted" individuals, will just stand there, observe, and go away in the morning, only attacks if the target appears to be not sleeping anymore. There's one line on the doc that caught your attention the most: "We've run multiple studies on the creature’s limb. Even when detached, it still alters its durability, becoming dense when shot and flexible when cut. When both attacks happen close together, one area hardens while the other softens, even side by side. The skin adapts before impact, proving each cell senses and controls itself." Your thoughts pop right after reading that sentence: "Then what is the purpose of the gun if the creature can just take the shot?. You found yourself staying in there, finish reading the doc, ALL OF IT, including the doc about other creatures. You are determine to inform people, make survival plans and all that the second you get out of this temporary room. Again, the [[sleep comes later that night.]]

You wake up at midnight again. Someone is knocking at your door. I think to yourself that you might have overslept and didn't hear the walkie-talkie. Impressed by how fast IEBCRO resolves the situation, you can finally open the door, come back to your house while remaining unharmed, and even own a free Glock to save yourself from some of the other creatures if you encounter them. But something feels off. This person knocking at your door is not actually "knocking", he's [[banging at the door]]... Refuses to answer your question of "Whose knock may I ask?"

You hid and waited in a bush to skip through the night. During that time, looking at the sky, you can see a giant moth with glowing wings fly over your head. Now you know that there are different types of creatures Before you notice, it's morning, you come back home to pack all of your stuff into a case. The scene in your house is all a mess. The creature broke down your door, leaving broken items everywhere, and it even smashed your bed and other unrelated items. It must have been pissed. If the monster had not wasted time to break the stuff, it would have outrun you You pack all of your stuff into a case. And move to your [[temporary location]]

You provide the old man location of your house, your ID, and contact details. Old Man: Here's the key card and address for temporary accommodation. Since the creature you just described only hunts at night. Please use this time in the morning and afternoon to collect the necessary items and move to your new accommodation. We will notify you when your home is safe. *You were about to ask some questions after, but then the old man moved closer to you, and put a pistol in your pocket, labeled IEBCRO Glock 19* Old Man: The creature you encountered last night is called MARETCH. It ranks sixth on the scale of humanity threats among the seven known creatures. Protect yourself when you encounter anything not human. Thank you for your co-operation. *The man then walks away, his walking speed is incredible, and he's not even making any footstep sounds* *your phone rings a notification: **IEBCRO station 6 moved to<timed 3s> next location </timed>**, [[seems like this message is notified for everyone, not just you|temporary accommodation1]]*

You come back home to pack all of your stuff into a case. And move to your [[temporary location]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ Now even the most outgoing person you know decided to left you ] (if: $step is 2)[ "Oh that feeling comes again" ] (if: $step is 3)[  ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "....") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 5s)[(if: $step is 1)[ You sat down to read to documentary.... The moment felt nostalgic ] (if: $step is 2)[ Back then, you used to read stories alone, too. Even your parents can't spend a few seconds reading you a story ] (if: $step is 3)[ You learned everything by yourself, not because you were a smart kid. But because no one helped ] (if: $step is 4)[ The feeling never stops, even in your grown up body ] (if: $step is 5)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 6)[ (goto: "thick report documentary") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

The breathing sound seems to be familiar. It's the same breathing rhythm. It's breaking down the iron door. The door was not designed to keep me safe. It was designed to keep me in. "The tricked me, IEBCRO tricked me. They left me here to die..." You thought that while the monster is slowly breaking the door down. You feel hopeless, with all of your bravery left. You pull out the Glock. "The gun has 15 rounds in total, [[I'll shoot you beast 14 times]], and if you don't fall. I'LL FUCKING SHOOT MYSELF" you are determine, if you are going to die anyway. You'll die, leaving the creature with a bad meal and taking away what IEBCRO wants from this "experiment."

The creature successfully broke down the top half of the door, sticking its head in. You can finally take a look at what it looks like "It's hollow, hollow head monster!" You raise the gun, point blank, straight and close, aiming at its head. You fire the first bullet. The creature burst into a loud demonic scream You fire the second bullet. But its head became extremely dense and hard. Knocking the bullet away Panic. You shoot the rest of the bullet, its head knocks away all the bullets you shot, into the ceiling, the flour, one bullet even got knocked back right into your knee. But your fear consumes the pain. There's one bullet left. [[Shoot my self]] [[Wait until the monster enters, try to shoot a different spot and run away]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[<timed 1s>With the firearm aimed at yourself The monster is looking at your behaviour </timed> <timed 4s> Become even more hostile, banging, and breaking the door even more violently. Trying to get to you before you end it all. But still, you died a peaceful death, with a quirky smile. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

It only takes a few seconds to break into the room You duck down, aim the gun at its stomach, and fire your last hope. It didn't work. The bullet bounced off... It got knocked back through your cheeks. You scream, not because of pain. You fell on purpose, [[pretending to be dead]] by the bullet. *The creature stops to observe you a little*

It didn't attack you. Seems like they do not consume dead humans It stands there for minutes, maybe it is hoping that you were just pretending You're starting to feel pain from the bullets. But you have to stay still It's working, the faking death is working. [[*There's footstep noises behind the monster*]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ A loud gunshot, not from a pistol, but a sniper sound, smashed through the creature's breathing and the silent environment. ] (if: $step is 2)[ Without moving your neck, you look up. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Just to see the monster, now having a huge, square hole in its body. ] (if: $step is 4)[ The creature was shot by a super weapon that you have never seen before. ] (if: $step is 5)[ It falls down on top of your body. ] (if: $step is 6)[ You, still faking your death, look outside of the room. ] (if: $step is 7)[ Just to see the "old man", in full black suit labeled IEBCRO, aiming the weapon at you and the creature’s body. ] (if: $step is 8)[ "Is he going to shoot me?". ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Credit") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You woke up early in the morning, not because of your alarm but because of a sudden loud automatic audio anoucement from your phone. [[What is this about?]]

After listening to the audio. You realize that this is a global phenomenon that has emerged where extreme human emotions trigger physical transformations into creatures. These entities pose varying threats to public safety. To protect yourself, you need to avoid intense emotions, limit exposure to music, and report any sightings to emergency authorities. Stay indoors at night, travel in groups, and follow official updates. Your cooperation with the organization, IEBCRO (International Emotion-Based Creatures Research Organization), is critical to your survival [[Got it]]

Everything happened so suddenly that you decided to check the news to see if this was real. And yes, after looking through tons of reports, pictures of actual creatures, videos in HD proving that these are real monsters and not animations or CGI, along with images of people killing themselves after hearing the news You finally accepted: [[Okay, this is legit, I'll still go to the office today to hear what my co-workers think.]]

Driving through the street, the sun hasn’t fully risen yet, but the roads are more crowded than ever. You’ve never seen this many people outside let alone this many arguing all at once. It’s a scene you never imagined witnessing, not even on TV You check your phone one more time to be sure, but now every platform is frozen. You can’t access YouTube, Instagram, or anything else, they’re all stuck loading. Even phone calls are slow and glitchy. You assume the overload of people using digital devices today is crashing the system. And you’re right. [[Let's just drive as fast as possible to the office first]], you certainly don't know what else to do, and you also don't want to lose your job in this pandemic for not coming to see office.

You arrived. There's only 3 people in the place, normally there are 22, people in this office don't ever want to be late. Special day today anyways Your Boss looking down thorugh the window near his desk One of your coworkers, usually calm and logical, looks visibly panicked, completely contradicting the reassuring audio message you heard this morning. But yeah, they did say this is just the first day of the curse, so the effects aren't too strong yet. We can still [[discuss]] a plan and get ready to operate tomorrow, which is when the real pandemic begins.

You try to approach them, but one looks too panicked to speak, as if he might snap the moment you touch his shoulder. The other seems too sad, ambiguous, and focused, so much that you decide not to bother him. [[Ok, I'll wait until someone come into the office, then I'll talk to him]]

Time passes. One minute feels like an hour. But this is the office anyway, so you decide to work like there is no pandemic. Still, the noise outside, the voice of the audio echoing in your head, and the lingering shock make it impossible to focus. Your laptop is also running super slow today. A perfect cherry on top. You found yourself just sit there, waiting for something to happen After overthinking a bit, you conducted in your head an obvious answer [[Just stay emotionally stable, in other words, don't have emotions then I'll be ok, I will not turn into a monster]]

Good. You now understand how to stay human. "But then you wonder, how do I keep myself safe from the monsters?" Your thoughts are cut off by a familiar sound. Keyboard clicks. It’s your favorite coworker. Always late, but always dedicated. He’s at his desk now, working. That makes four people in the office. [[Why does he look so calm, does he even know what's going on?]]

Being a respectful person you are, you waited until lunch to talk to him After awhile, it's lunch time You stand up to walk to him. But then he [[approach the boss]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ He approach your boss. ] (if: $step is 2)[ But before he get to say anything. Your boss, all of a sudden, jumps off the building. ] (if: $step is 3)[ ] (if: $step is 4)[ Committing suicide right in front of your eyes? ] (if: $step is 5)[ You stand there, comprehending what just happened. "So even your boss committed suicide, just like them" ] (if: $step is 6)[ You calm yourself down, you are getting used to it. ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "TM boss suicide") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Your favourite co-worker looks shocked. It's normal behaviour for sure, but at this point, he should be used to things like this already. Something's telling you that this guy does not know what is happening. He approached the still-panicking co-worker. Asking him what's going on. [[Oh yeah, he sure does not know wtf is going on]]

Panicking co-worker: "Our boss?, well ok, that shouldn't be your main worry right now. There’s something spreading. It’s not a virus. It's like a curse. And the moment you feel something too deeply, your body doesn’t know what to do with it. So it rewires. Adapts. Becomes something else. Our boss... he probably felt too much." You stand there, thinking "That is such a bad explanation, this mf is definitely turning into a monster tomorrow with that behaviour" In fact, [[I am surprised that this person is not transforming todayI am supprised that this person is not transforming today]]

Oh, the panic dude is going home, it seems like there are only 2 people in the office now. You slowly walk towards to confused favourite bro. Trying to explain what's happening, he properly overslept again, missing the [[audio message]]

You told him everything he needed to know. Yet he still look confused, asking questions that pisses you off a little You said "Dude, there are literal pictures and videos of people turning into creatures, although today specifically, the effect is not high, but it is there. I walked past a creature this morning, luckily, it did not attack me. But yeah, this is real. Alright, excuse me, I'm gonna go somewhere else to discuss with someone who has a plan, I'm sorry but I have to use every second I have for today, I don't want to be turned into a monster, and certainly I don't want to be harmed by one of them." Then just [[walk off]]

You are going back home after your least productive day, driving through the roads, less crowded than before, more dead people lying down, properly by suicide, or suffercation since this morning the streets where just packed, especially in areas with a clear view of the billboards or TVs, large suffocated bodies are in those area. Poor beings. [[At home]]

You arrive home. Cook up some food, which you forgot to add salt to. Tastes bland. Even in your cozy house, your thoughts wouldn't leave you alone. You kept forcing, reminding yourself, to stay emotionless. You spend the rest of the day planning how to survive if you encounter one of the creatures. Maybe society has to go online calls again in this pandemic. After drafting your survival plans, you go to bed, ready for tomorrow. Feeling a bit bad for going off at your only favourite person in the office. But still, you kept reminding yourself to stay calm, these emotions should never exist [[Let's sleep]]

<timed 3s> Your eye closed. The room blurs out, with a little bit of alertness left on your body You look at the window, it's not fully closed yet. But your body doesn't let you get up to close it. You're tired You swear to yourself that you will text your co-worker tomorrow to say sorry to him </timed> <timed 6s> You are back at your young years again No more office work, those days of endless grinding are all over. You feel powerful, being a boxer, a boxing legend. You look at your belt, the golden worthless belt that you have to trade blood for it, you remembered you threw it away like some kind of trash after your first lost. Abandon your legendary boxing name, to be an ordinary office worker. You used to inspire millions, being known as the perfect form of human with hardwork, but then lose to a nobody. You let millions down, a bad mirror for people to follow. chance your face, wear tight clothes to hide yourself, selfish. Those sounds are loud, full of agression and determinations, you are in the ring again. With the same nobody that defeated you. This is your chance, to take revenge. You have not trained for years. But it does not matter. You want this more. Boxing is your real passion. You are the King of this sport. The strongest human. You can defeat anything... Usually you would feel confident, blood-thristy, but this is not it. The blood-thristy one is not you. Your oponent seems...Tall, and have long limbs?, this is not the same guy you fought in the ring You don't feel it. You don't feel like you are the hunter. </timed> <timed 9s> Someone's watching </timed> [[Continue|MARETCH ENCOUNTER 2]]

<timed 2s> Your eyes open slowly, and fully. You look through the window </timed> <timed 5s> Something’s wrong. You can feel it. </timed> <timed 8s> You see a humanoid figure chasing someone But then it stopped. "The creature, the same creature you see in the news, but why did it stop?" </timed> <timed 10s> It does not even turn its head to look at you. It just stands there, and all of a sudden runs towards you, towards your window </timed> <timed 13s> Your brain hits you with a shock. Your heartbeat is loud enough to drown out everything else. “Is this a real creature? Is it running at me?” You feel it again, it's like all of your skills coming back. REMATCH </timed> <timed 15s> You got into your signature boxing stance, the power in your right hand feels like a lightning-fast sledgehammer The creature Bruce Force, breaking through your windows It’s real. It's inside your room The creature tilts its head. </timed> **What do you do?** *[[Wait for it do make a move and counter]]* *[[Run at him to catch him off guard, give him a combo]]* *[[Run away towards to door, get out and lock the ceature inside, try to escape through the main entrance]]*

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You stand there waiting for something to happen. You think you are ready. It gets closer to you, not to attack, it is trying to hug you. You punched it, kicked it, and even tried to bite it. But nothing works. After all, you are just a former human champion, you were never the strongest warrior on earth, as you have always embodied this role into your life You thought of every mistake you have made in your life. While the creature is slowly consuming you. You died with a quirky smile. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You run at the monster and attack. Its humanoid body is perfect for you to do the combo you have practiced the most in your prime. A living punching bag. But the creature just stands there with no defense, it's just waiting for you to finish. The creature's skin and "meat?" is really soft, the feeling of punching through it is weird, but the excitement in your body cuts everything out. You are just repeating the same combo over and over again. </timed> <timed 4s> And the more you hit it. The more dense, solid, and hard its skin becomes. Till the point that you felt like you were hitting a metal wall. Your hands bled, and you even broke one of your fingers during the process. The excitement slowly turned into fear, that level of adrenaline means nothing. </timed> (live: 50s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You run out of your room, lock the door after you get out. And sprint towards the entrance. Right when you are just getting your hands on the handle. You hear a loud breaking sound, the creature just broke through your door, and is running at you. </timed> <timed 4s> Without turning back, you run outside, but the creature is faster, it is already behind your back. Unfortunately. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

"Ok, you are allowed to hide anywhere in this area to THAT area" Your friend point from your position to a random far away position, obviously you with your kid brain don't understand nothing but still, you're here for the bucks and fun, not for the logic. "But you can't go inside houses! got it" [[I got you]]

Your friend gives you 100 seconds to hide You found a very good place and waited in there for a long time. Eventually, it comes to a point where you only need to stay there for 15 more minutes to get that 5 bucks. But, from only 2 miles away, you see your friend, facing you backwards, seems like you are about to lose. You have two choices. Break the rules and run inside of the house near your current hiding place, since the owner forgot to close the doors Or accept defeat. [[5 bucks aint worth it]] [[Anything for the W]]

You stayed still in your position, waiting for your friend to find you so that you could do your ancient crying technique But to your surprise Your friend did not see you hiding and walked away [[NICE|Safe route]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You run inside the stranger's house ] (if: $step is 2)[ An elderly person sitting in a wheelchair saw you, a stranger, in their home. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Overwhelmed by panic and shock, they suddenly passed away. You were clearly too focused on the game of hide and seek to care. ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "Cheater route") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You wait in the house, looking through the window. Your friend did not even look inside houses...Easy win for you! Minutes later, you and your friend meet at your house "You never won in hide and seek before, did you cheat?" [[no i did not]] [[yes|yess]] [[silent]]

You wait there, wait and wait. Your friend did not even look like they were pretending...Easy win for you! Minutes later, you and your friend meet at your house "You never won in hide and seek before, did you cheat?" [[no i did not]] [[silent]]

"Okay, it is what it is" You receive 5 bucks, the feeling of making [[money|money2]] at this age is beyond awesome (set: $money to 5) [[Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious]]

"You cheated, I knew it!, I'm keeping this money." Your friend runs out of the house, mocks you, and never looks back [[-_-]]

"Oh damn, well...At least you were honest, I'll give you 2" (set: $money to 2) You admitted the cheating for some reason?, should have just lied But hey, you got [[2 bucks|money4]] [[Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious]]

Damn you got "scammed" Wanna check your [[money|money3]] real quick? [[Not Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious|Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious]]

You have $$money [[Back|Continue 4]]

You have $$money [[Back|no i did not]]

You have $$money [[Back|-_-]]

You have $$money [[Back|yess]]

During that summer, you lived in that body for the rest of the summer, nobody knew that you were just another person in the kid's body, their mom did not know they were taking care of a random fully grown person inside their kid's body, your friend never knew that they were playing hide and seek with an adult. Anyways, summer ends. Are you ready for dat school? [[I'm ready bruh]]

School time! You arrived at the class, and the scene feels nostalgic Your teacher decides to let the class be free style for the first class of the semester "Yall allowed to do whatever yall want for the rest of the morning class, in the afternoon we'll be having a group work then that's it." [[Only one task? This is the best class ever!]]

You spent the whole morning hanging out with your friends, talking about how good your summer was... Too much energy you have in your body. You feel like you can play all day. Lunch time comes later, you eat, feel sleepy for a little but then get a sudden energy boost out of nowhere to keep on talking with your friends, typical children's stuff It's afternoon now, ready for the [[group work?]]

Your group has 4 members: you, your best friend, the class genius, and the quiet one. Your task is to each write a short story. All four stories must have completely different themes and twists. The better your stories connect and fit together as a group, the more points your team earns. (you can't look at what your team members are writing during the activity) The higher your team’s points, the more candy your group will receive at the end of the day. [[Light work then]]

You and your team sit down and start writing. The classroom shifts from the most chaotic place on earth to complete silence. Everyone is focused except you. No matter how hard you try to be creative, nothing comes to mind. Your head stays blank. Then you start to overthink. “If my story doesn’t match the others, even if it’s good, I’ll ruin all our hard work. My friend will be disappointed in me... and the class genius? They’ll destroy my reputation.” "But wait, someone is not hard working..." You look to your right just to see the (no talking) member sit there, [[looking at his piece of paper doing nothing]]

You look around the class, everyone is so focused, their head is locked down. Except you, it feels like you are outside of the educational system's control, right? Before you know it, the no-mouth dude in your group starts to ask to go to the toilet. Leaving his piece of paper on the group's desk What you do? [[Look at his paper and see what he wrote]] [[Sabotage his writting, I don't want to be the worst one in the group]] [[Do nothing]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You wait for the perfect moment. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The teacher looks away. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You reach for his paper. ] (if: $step is 4)[ It's completely blank. ] (if: $step is 5)[ Pissed off, you grab a pen and write: ] (if: $step is 6)[ “F*** you, Teacher.” ] (if: $step is 7)[ You place the paper back like nothing happened. ] (if: $step is 8)[ No matter what happens now, you won’t be the worst in the group :D ] (if: $step is 9)[ ] (if: $step is 10)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (if: $step is 11)[ (goto: "Moments later, the activity is over!") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You wait for the perfect moment. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The teacher looks away. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You reach for his paper. ] (if: $step is 4)[ You draw a BIG, clear piece of poop on it. ] (if: $step is 5)[ Everyone only gets one sheet, and the teacher’s out of paper. ] (if: $step is 6)[ No matter what happens now, you won’t be the worst in the group :D ] (if: $step is 7)[ ] (if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Moments later, the activity is over!") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Moments later, the activity is over! You manage to get something out of your paper, not the best, but it's something [[Candy time!|Classroom situation]]

Moments later, the activity is over! You manage to get something out of your paper, not the best, but it's something The no-talking dude is now looking extremely sad in the corner of the class. Your best friend and the class's genius is clowning on him. But let's just ignore that :] [[Candy time!|Classroom situation]]

Class ends, you're going home with your $numberCandy candy, eating while walking home. You see your other classmate walking in the same direction as you, holding one hammer and one lollipop. the person is a weird member of your class, so it doesn't surprise you that they hold random stuff while walking home like this. But then, the classmate chance walking direction all of a sudden. And ask: Do you want my hammer? it's 3 dollars Do you also want my loli? 2 dollars What you do?(if: $money >= 5)[ [[Buy Both]] ](if: $money >= 3)[ [[Buy Hammer]] ](if: $money >= 2)[ [[Buy loli]] ] [[Just leave]]

You left, ignore the weird classmate, and walk straight home. By the time you got home, you had eaten up all the candy you had In the living room, you turn on the TV to burn time, it's a routine of yours, you're always home before your mom and dad, and you have to wait for one of them to arrive home so that they can cook [[you dinner]]

You bought a hammer. Nice, now you can use it to... Well, you'll figure it out, I guess. You eventually reach home, and by that time, you have already eaten up all your candies. In the living room, you turn on the TV to burn time, it's a routine of yours, you're always home before your mom and dad, and you have to wait for one of them to arrive home so that they [[can cook you dinner]]

You bought a lollipop and enjoyed it while going home. The sweets are starting to take over your head, so you decided to save some candy for later instead of eating everything now. Later, you reach home. In the living room, you turn on the TV to burn time, it's a routine of yours, you're always home before your mom and dad, and you have to wait for one of them to arrive home so that they can cook you [[dinner]]

You bought both. Now you have a lollipop to eat while walking home, and you have a hammer now XD for whatever reason By the time you reach home, you have finished the loli already, and still have some candy left for the night. In the living room, you turn on the TV to burn time, it's a routine of yours, you're always home before your mom and dad, and you have to wait for one of them to arrive home so that they can [[cook you dinner]]

Your dad arrives home! But wait, something is not right, he looks...sad, and scared? You look behind him to see a kid, not a normal kid Its body seems to be identical to a human 14 years old, but it does not have eyes, and it has a wide mouth with a stretched-out face, its face is even as long as its whole body. Your dad leads that thing into the house like it's his kid, walks slowly towards you "Please sweetheart, just pretend that it is your sister" - Your dad whisper [[H-Hey sis, how everything going|xscdrvtfbgyunhujm]]

The creature starts to talk in a language you can't understand, you can still see your dad trying to keep a fake smile, he looks even more sad now. Then he walks to the kitchen to prepare dinner as usual [[What is this?]]

*The Creature tilts its head* You feel threatened but the creature's small gesture, you glance at your dad. You see him glancing back at you with horrified eyes, he's trying to tell you to do something, but he can't say it. [[W-What is this movie even about tho?, the twist is not even good]]

The creature stops tilting its head, moves closer, and sits right next to you. Once again, it is speaking this weird language. It is trying to mimic human language! You can feel the tone in all the nonsense the creature is speaking, it's like the tone of a "sister" telling you about her day at school. [[Really, that must have been crazy!]]

"I̸̳̥͔̍́̓͛͝͠ ̸̫̙͖̗̳̫̥̮̌̄̈̿̂͆̍̋͘͜k̶̡͎̘̙̫͚̻̗̞̺̪̺̻̫̻̮̩̖͇̣̯̤̪̥̬͚͐̐̀́́̾̂̔́̐͐̍̚͜͠ͅn̷̢̧̛̬͙̤̝̣͎̬̱̭̪̘͈͓̙̘͚̯̖͉̰̬͇̫͗͛̑́̓͜͠ͅo̴̘̮̖̒̆̽́̍̐̇̾̑̌̃̇̊̏̓̌͑̐̅̈́͗͝ẉ̴̨̢͓̰̮͓͐̍̀͛̓̾ͅ ̶̧̨̛̝̣̻̻͍̲̗͕̲͇͙͓͚̣̫̝̜̪͊̌̀͂͒̋͗͆̍̍̋̆͠ͅr̸̛̞̪͍͒͗̆̈į̴̢̩̘̹̻̙͉̮̩̟̺̯̺͉͕͈̹͉̣͓̳͙̏̓̈́̓͊̓̓̃̄͐̏̐̚̕͜͜͝ͅͅģ̵̡̲̲̠̮͇̬̗̙̰̣͉̦̪̺͙͙̖̼͔̌̒̍̽̅́̚͝ͅͅͅh̵̬͇̭͚̭̝̗̦̺̘̯̳̃̀͗̽̌̅͊̓̓̅͌̓͆͒̅͆̓t̸̨̢̡̨̡͚̬̙̼̥̩͓̥̗̞̤̱̪͈͈̟̭͔̱̘̋̿͐̔̀͑̊̂̏͐͝ͅ?̴͚̖̦̺͎͈̼̺̘̺͕̱̹̳̝̺͓̪͕̠̖̬̦̤͕̞͐̑̂̀̆̍͋̅̋͆̃̇̍̈́́̈́̒̽̊̇͊̏͑̏̚̕̕͠͝͝ͅ" You can feel the tone, just the tone only. Does this creature really think that I am her sibling? and that it is a part of our family now. (I can't take this) Your dad never looked this scared before, you can even see that he's preparing an extra dish of food for the creature. The monster is still talking... Its noise is getting louder and louder and louder. You're starting to wonder, "Why does the creature slowly sound more human every second that passes? is it because of me?" But then, after a while, your dad breaks the uncanny moment. His voice sounds calm and coordinated: "Your mom will be home late for today, so we will have to eat dinner sooner without her. Dinner is very important, you'll need it for school tomorrow!" [[I'm not hungry dad]]

You go to your room, leaving your dad to have dinner with the "thing." You are in your room, thinking: "What is that? What did my dad just bring home? why do I have to act like it is my sister?" After a moment, while you are still not done with your own mind, your dad walks into the room and says: "I have to put the creature to sleep now, just so you know this. You are my real treasure, my one and only kid. I love you, but from now on, the creature is a part of our family. Now you have to act like it is your sister. Otherwise, we'll all be dead." [[...Okay?]]

Your dad leaves the room and closes the door. You are in your bed, thinking of this sudden shift in your life, and everything does not make sense. But then you hear the main doors open...Mom's home You can feel the errie silent in your house until that silent got CUT by a loud scream from your mom?, instictively, you reallize that mom has seen that monster and is [[freaking out]]

Your mom's scream of terror slowly turns into the scream of desperation, in your room. You can hear 3 different sounds: your mom's agonized scream, it's like she's being attacked. Your dad's crying sounds, begging the creature to stop. And of course, [[the creature's weird, random language.]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 6s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ The crying... the screaming... It stopped. (set: $step to 2) ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ But something else remains. The creature’s sounds... (set: $step to 3) ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ They’re getting louder. (set: $step to 4) ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ Louder? (set: $step to 5) ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ It’s moving closer... (set: $step to 6) ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ Closer to your room? (set: $step to 7) ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ **What will you do?** *[[Stand up and wait for the worst]]* *[[Step into the hallway to check]]* ] ]

You quietly open the door, heart pounding. The hallway is empty. Or so you think. It stands at the end, back turned. It slowly turns its head toward you. The mouth stretches wide. Your vision blurs. Your mind locks in place. You feel...Responsible. Forever and unwilling. (link: "...")[(go-to: "Credit")]

You stand up, ready to run, but then your fear changed your mind The footsteps stop right outside your door. You hide under your bed It enters silently. Then... you see two little feet beside your bed. Your body starts shaking. Not from fear... but from something else. You can't stop it. Your head won’t stop moving. It gets worse every second. Then everything snaps. (link: "...")[(go-to: "Credit")]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You slowly reach into your pocket... ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ The creature tilts its head as you unwrap the candy. ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ You offer it with an open palm. ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ It takes the candy gently. ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ Its mouth stretches just slightly. ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ Then... it walks away. ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (else-if: $step is 8)[ You’re safe, you feel safe. ] (else-if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Deep deadly punishment") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Years after that incident, you moved into a new home under foster care. Although being a full-grown adult, the noises back then of the monster, your family screaming, won't leave you alone at night. It has been so usual that you even memorize the creature's tone, voice signature in the back of your head ...You haven't talked to your best friends or any of your classmates after the incident. Today is the day when you and your once best friend from the old times meet up, and talk about life in a [[coffee shop]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You unwrap the candy slowly, trying not to shake. ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ It focuses on your hand. ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ You offer the candy and ready your grip on the hammer. ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ It steps forward and takes it. ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ You swing the hammer at its head... ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ The creature drops down. You take this time to call the police ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ But when you look back at the body, the creature's body is not there. ] (else-if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (else-if: $step is 9)[ After that> You still feel safe. ] (else-if: $step is 10)[ (goto: "Deep deadly punishment") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You grab the hammer and rush to the window. ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ With a loud crack, the glass shatters. ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ You dive through, cutting your arms. ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ But you’re outside. Cold. Breathing. ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ You run into the night. And It doesn’t follow. ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ You made it. Although your parents didn't, you still made it out alive ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "Moments later, the activity is over") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Years after that incident, you moved into a new home under foster care. Although being a full-grown adult, the noises back then of the monster, your family screaming, won't leave you alone at night. It has been so usual that you even memorize the creature's tone, voice signature in the back of your head You have this big notable scar in your arm cause by the time you escape through the window ...You haven't talked to your best friends or any of your classmates after the incident. Today is the day when you and your once best friend from the old times meet up, and talk about life in a [[coffee shop]]

BFF: “So how’s everything been? After that one class activity, the next day you came in and didn’t say a word. Not to me, not to the teacher, not anyone. You looked... messed up. I didn’t want to ask, but I’ve been wondering. What happened that day? What could change you that much overnight?” You: “Yeah... my parents were killed that night. By one of the emotion creatures.” BFF: “Oh... the creatures. Damn. I don’t blame you, though. That was back when the outbreak was still new. No one knew what to do... Which one was it?” You: “The child-like one. With the long-ass head.” BFF: "...The Mocker one?" You: “No, the regular one.” BFF: “Couldn’t you just smack it with a bat or something? I thought those ones were weak, like, as weak as a kid. All they can really do is that shaking thing, right?” You: “Yeah. My dad was trying to hint at me to attack it. Using his eyes, and this little code language we made. He was the host... so as his kid, I was the one who could’ve ended it easily. But I didn’t get the hint. They both died that night. My mom and dad. Partly ‘cause of me.” BFF: “That’s... heavy. But... did you hit it? Or escape?” You: “…” You: “How much was your coffee?” BFF: “Five bucks. Why?” You: “I’m covering it. You saved my life that night... with a stupid game of hide and seek. Let me pay you back today. With a game of [[drink and sleep.]]” BFF: “You’re weird as hell... Alright. I won’t ask anything else.”

After a whole night of party, making up the older times when you and your best friend could have hang around for forever. You both are now hammered, at your house. Drinks everywhere. There are broken glasses of wine bottles on the ground BFF: "Hey, i did not want to mention this at the coffee shop." You: "Hit me." BFF: "You know i have kids right, and i told you that their mom is on a long bussiness trip" You: "Ok" BFF: "I lied bruh, I never had a wife. My kids are not humans. They are just KanaChilds. I bring them home years ago when they were just little stupid, cute little weird language talking small mutated humans you know?. I love them so much, i raise them and raise them and raise them. And now all of a sudden, they look identical to human now. I just made 2 Elder KanaChild bruh. But I love them so much, I don't wanna tell IEBCRO about this. They know that I love them too." *Your head snaps, the alcohol disapears* You: "WHAT?" BFF: "I told you bruh r u deaf?" You: "You raise not one but two elder variant of that creature?. AND you did not even inform IEBCRO? Are you dumb?" BFF: "shut up bruh, whosp... I forgot to feed my kids bruh, I'll be back" You: "Right...You know what?...go feed your kids, and bring me with you." *You talked as you move toward the kitchen, your hand slipping into a drawer. The weight of the gun is familiar.* You: [["Let's go"]]

Your guns hold tights. No one, even every single goverment, IEBCRO or G.R.A.V.E. have any ideas what power or abilities does this elder varient have. Maybe they do but they can't inform it publicly somehow. You calm yourself down, while following your best friends car with his drunk ass driving. You thought to yourself. "I'll go there to confirm if he's being drunk or is he actually is having two creature in his house, then I'll report it." You have your location SHARED with every source, social media you know, [[just in case anything happens to you.]]

You arrived at his house, he gets out of the car and stumbles towards the door You're still staying inside your car, looking out. You can't see any sign of monsters in his house. You finally made the hard decision to [[get out of the car to come in.]]

You are inside the house now, your best friend is sticking his head in the fridge. You: "Where's it?" BFF: "Here bruh" Your friend pull out a frozen body of a child out of the fridge. And then put on the ground. BFF: "I'm home honey" *The body twitches. Ice cracks. Color bleeds back into its skin, slow and wrong, like meat thawing in fast-forward. The body slowly gain the color of life again, slowly it becomes normal, unfrozen. The creature opens its eyes.* ???: "Dad!, did you drink again!" ???: "..." ???: [["Who's that?"]]

BFF: "This is my friend, be nice okay?" ???: "Okay" *You can feel the tension, this thing has some kind of threat to your mental right at that moment, your true emotion is panic, traumatized seeing the elder variant of the same creature that killed your parents. But your expression stays blank, not because you are acting. It's like the creature is controlling you, to make you act this way.* *But hey, this one looks a little odd... The face, the neck, and the tone are a little off. Seems like this mocker variant is not mimicking well. Or at least not fully metamorphosed yet. You can tell the slight difference between this thing and a real child if you really pay attention to the details* You: [["Where's the other one?"]]

*Your friend suddenly falls into the kitchen counter, his eyes roll back* ???: "I know you are asking to see my sister." You: "..." ???: "It'd be better for you to just go somewhere else. We are hungry hungry, and sis doesn't like to share food." *You feel terror, a weird kind of terror that can only be felt inside and not expressed. Too much negative emotion in your body right now. "This creature is messing with me!", you think in your head, but can't pull out the gun, your hands don't want to move* **You hear footsteps upstairs** [[RUN OUT OF THE HOUSE]] [[USE THE GUN]] [[STAND STILL]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[<timed 1s> The fear leaves your body like a passing tide </timed> <timed 3s> Your parents stand before you as memories made flesh All the words you never said now spill from your lips </timed> <timed 2s> ... A final moment of peace </timed> <timed 3s> Your neck begins to shake Just a tiny little tremble. </timed> <timed 4s> The creature's laughter in near perfect human tone </timed> (live: 18s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You run as if your whole life depends on it. You reached your car. And start the engine. You glance back into the house to see 2 creatures. The one you were talking to was pointing at you while talking to the other one, the sister? It then turns its head toward you. And you can feel an unsettling, ever-uncanny feeling. This one looks identical to an actual child, no imperfections. A fully developed mocker variant. Somehow, you feel like you have encountered this creature before. It kinda acts like the same one who killed your parents back then. *You get back to reality instantly*, [[Twist the keys and drive away.]]

After driving for a long time, you stop in a hotel, and you could not bring yourself to go near your house. You got the live footage, and you have your friend's location. You called IEBCRO. ???: "Sorry, we can't resolve this problem, since there's no actual way to know whether or not the family holds 2 normal children or two mocker variants." You: "I have the footage to prove that they are actual monsters. It was even live." *You check your phone to see if you can send the footage over. But the footage is just black?, no sounds, no nothing?* ???: "Sorry, we cannot resolve your problem. We refuse any form of proof or info about the mocker variants. Have a nice day and please stay safe." *Hungs up* At that same time, you receive a message from your best friend. BFF: "Go to <timed 3s> mocker location </timed> we need to talk" [[Go there]] [[Ask for more context]] [[Ignore]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[<timed 1s> You reach to your gun, but something stops you, you can't move </timed> <timed 3s> Your parents stand before you as memories made flesh All the words you never said now spill from your lips </timed> <timed 2s> ... A final moment of peace </timed> <timed 3s> Your neck begins to shake Just a tiny little tremble. </timed> <timed 4s> The creature's laughter in near perfect human tone </timed> (live: 18s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You arrived at the location, but the person waiting there is not your friend. It's the elder variant, the "older sister" one from your friend's house You arrived already, it is too late to go back, so the only option is to [[confront it]]

You asked "What for?" Then your friend just blocks you. What now? [[Go there]] [[Ignore]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[<timed 1s> You ignored the message </timed> <timed 3s> That night you feel a bit shaky </timed> <timed 2s> A final moment of peace </timed><timed 3s> Your neck begins to shake more (live: 18s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

???: "I am not sorry for killing your mom and dad, they deserve to die anyway. Who would scream and act scared like that when seeing me?, I'm just a kid" *Your body filled with anger, but also fear. You can't speak* ???: "It's funny because you humans are born with a family, while I have to find them. Your parents love you unconditionally, while I have to live in their head for years just for a little bit of not-so-real love." You: "..." (Can't talk) ???: "I just wanted to be a part...Do you want me dead, human?" What to say? [[Yes]] [[No]] [[Silent]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You said yes. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The creature's head twitches. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Then it begins shaking. VIOLENTLY. ] (if: $step is 4)[ A sickening SNAP echoes through the room. ] (if: $step is 5)[ Your lifelong desire fulfilled before your eyes. ] (if: $step is 6)[ That strange warmth spreading through your body... ] (if: $step is 7)[ ] (if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Aftermath") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You said no. (That's a lie) ???: "Right, so you valued your life more than what you lived for." You: "..." ???: "Meaningless" The creature [[walks away]]

You stayed silent, but the creature won't let it slide, it can stand here all day. Both don't talk, you don't even look at its eyes. Wanna break the silent? Do you want it dead? [[Yes]] [[No]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You look at its dead body </timed> <timed 3s> Your life's purpose now complete </timed> <timed 2s> The gun feels heavy in your hand </timed> <timed 3s> A single shot is all it takes to end it all. </timed> (live: 18s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You watch it walk away, so gracefully </timed> <timed 3s> The gun feels alive in your pocket, this is your only chance </timed> <timed 2s> The shot rings out, point blank to its skull </timed> <timed 3s> It doesn't even flinch. Just keeps walking... </timed> <timed 4s> Your head begins to shake violently </timed> (live: 20s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

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In the morning, you go to a beauty salon to make yourself look GOOD... Can't let the dudes in the bar down right? Although your job is just to bring drinks to people, you expect to dance at some point. So after, you go home to practice some sick dance move. The place you got the job from suggests you bring your own outfit, or you would have to pay extra for the uniform... (weird) What you wear? [[The goth outfit]] [[Your old school uniform]] (yeah, that's all the options, pick one)

Dang you look GOOD! [[Ok, I'm going to the bar]]

Interesting [[Ok, I'm going to the bar]]

You have arrived! The bar seems odd, it is the basement of a normal restaurant. Obviously nobody in their right mind would open a bar in this "non-marketable" place where you have to enter a restaurant to find it! It's weird...But anyways The music is way too loud. You can barely think. You're standing near the bar, dressed in your outfit. It's tight, feels uncomfortable. You know your job is to take drinks from the bar and bring them to the tables. That’s it. But no one really explained how. You don’t know which tables are which. There are no numbers, no map, and the lights are low. Everything feels crowded and chaotic, people laughing, *moaning*, shouting, waving their hands to get someone’s attention. A bartender places 3 drinks on a tray and gives you a quick nod. You assume they’re meant for someone, but who? You weren’t told. Do you just [[take the tray and hope you figure it out?]] Do you [[ask?]] Do you [[wait around and risk]] looking like you’re doing nothing?

You take the tray, and stand in the middle of the counter. Have no idea what to do, you look at the cups, and deep through the perfectly clear, expensive cups, you can barely see number "3", showing up on the bottom of a cup. You scan for table 3 The numbers are labeled on the walls right on top of the tables. Right when you decide to move the tray to the table. A bunny girl snaps the tray out of your hands and runs towards table 3. She placed the tray down and sat on the men's laps, this is the first time you have ever seen this...[[weird bar]]

You ask the bartender which table to bring this to "Look at the cups". You look closely at the perfectly clear, expensive cups to see the number "3", barely showing up on the bottom of a cup. You pick of the tray full of drinks, and then scan for table 3 The numbers are labeled on the walls right on top of the tables. Right when you decide to move the tray to the table. A bunny girl snaps the tray out of your hands and runs towards table 3. She placed the tray down and sat on the men's laps, this is the first time you have ever seen this...[[weird bar]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[(if: $step is 1)[ You stand there and just wait. ] (if: $step is 2)[ A really handsome guy at a random table caught your eye. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You look at him for a little, then later he also pays attention to your glance. ] (if: $step is 4)[ He points at the tray full of drinks, then at you, and gestures for you to bring it to his table. ] (if: $step is 5)[ You feel something on your body. ] (if: $step is 6)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")] Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "weird bar 2") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

A handsome man approach you and ask you some personal questions. "Have you ever watched someone sleep?" [[TF?]] [[Yes|yetsdf]] [[No absolutely not]] [[Fuck off]]

Normally, with your jobless ego, you wouldn't budge, but this man is so magnetic. You carry the tray toward his table. He doesn't take his eyes off you, not once. You place the tray down. He leans in slightly. “You felt it too, didn’t you?” he says, voice calm. The room doesn’t feel like a bar anymore. It feels staged, unreal. People are still talking, but none of the words are real. The woman that sitting with him appears to be jealous, he drags the woman out of the chair to make space for you. "Fuck off bitch" He gestures to the seat across from him. “Sit here beauty” [[...|........]]

"I am not joking, answer the question if you want" Something about this person is so attractive, although weird, that you still decided to answer. [[No absolutely not]] [[Yes, my mom and my bigger brother]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> The man pulls out a knife. </timed> <timed 3s> Too fast for you to even react. </timed> <timed 6s> Everything fades to black. </timed> (live: 12s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You sat down, but before you knew, It has already been hours. You are still sitting there, the man has already offered you tens of drinks already. How many drinks specifically? Can't tell. Wait...The work, you have to get back to your job! You stand up fast, but the man holds your hand and drags you back down. [[The force is too much]]

"Yub, I can tell" You are about to make an excuse to get out of the situation. But then the man followed up with: "We are made for each other"

You try to pull back. A smile stretches across his face, too calm for the force he's using. “You’re not done yet,” he says softly. “Don’t be rude.” His voice is sugar. To be honest you are way to drunk now. The music in the background is slower than it should be. You glance at the clock. The man offer you to [[go out of the bar]] with him

"Hmmmm, right, I can tell" You are about to make an excuse to get out of the situation. But then the man followed up with: "We are made for each other"

"What a waste of my time then. But I do like your look, would you like to have a drink?" (This guy, tf?), But looking at the menu of the bar, you can see that even the cheapest drink costs over $300 - (Might as well reward myself with a drink for doing absolutely nothing) [[Sure, rich boy!]]

He smiles. “I like people who know their worth.” The drink tastes like nothing you’ve had before. Cold, sweet, light, but deep enough to make your throat burn. You look over again at the menu. That drink? $1,280. [[He notices your stare. “Don’t worry. I cover the ones I like.”]]

It has already been hours. You are still sitting there, the man has already offered you tens of drinks already. How many drinks specifically? Can't tell. Wait...The work, you have to get back to your job! You stand up fast, but the man holds your hand and drags you back down. [[The force is too much]]

Outside, the air bites cooler than you expected. He takes off his coat and puts it around your shoulders without asking. “You're freezing,” he says. You try to laugh, but it feels hollow in your throat. He leads you down a quiet street. “I don’t take people out like this,” he says with a low voice. You glance at him. He’s looking forward, not at you. But his hand finds yours. You don’t pull away. Your head spins, not from the alcohol. Something else. It’s warm here, next to him. Warm and safe. “You deserve to be seen,” he says. “The way I see you.” You’re not sure what to say. So you say [[nothing]] you said something. Telling the man that [[he's just weird and that you are going home]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ His coat still wraps around your shoulders. His scent lingers in it. ] (if: $step is 2)[ You walk beside him, your hands brush once. Then again. You don't move away. ] (if: $step is 3)[ “You’re not like the others,” he says. “You’re interesting.” ] (if: $step is 4)[ You smile. You shouldn’t, but you do. ] (if: $step is 5)[ The street feels quieter. Or maybe the world’s just softer beside him. ] (if: $step is 6)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")] Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "Trust Scene 2") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You end up at a quiet rooftop restaurant. One of those hidden places no one ever talks about but everyone dreams of finding. The city glows below. Golden. Blurry. Like it was made for this exact moment. He orders without looking at the menu. Somehow, it’s exactly what you like. You laugh more than you should. He listens like everything you say matters. And when he speaks, it’s not just smooth, it’s precise. Every word lands like a secret only meant for you. There’s no rush. No pressure. Just that soft tension in the air, like the moment before a first kiss. But he never takes the first move. He just leans closer and says, “You’re not like the others.” Then he pulls back. Like it’s enough for him just to look at you. You feel warm in a way you haven’t in years. He tells you little things, his favorite childhood smell, his first heartbreak, the way he sees people like books no one bothers to read. And then he looks at you like you’re written in gold. “You’re rare,” he says. “Don’t let anyone convince you otherwise.” The sky starts to dim. Wind tugs gently at your sleeves. And before you know it, the date is over. He looks at you, not asking, but waiting. You [[nod]]

After saying that, you walked out of the bar and left the job. And go back to your house [[Nice|After Job Loss]] Before you know, it's night time.

You don’t remember going home, but here you are. The lights are off. His hands are gentle, steady, guiding you like he’s done it before. Your door clicks shut behind you. Not slammed, it clicked. Soft. Controlled. “Goodnight, sweet heart” he says. Then he leaves you alone. You sit on the edge of the bed. Can't bring yourself to lay down, still thinking about him. “I want you to rest well” he texted you. You try to respond, but your thoughts doesn’t come out right. Maybe you’re just too tired. Maybe it’s the drink. Maybe it’s him. You lie down. You feel his presence still near. Sitting in your room. Watching over you. Like protection. Like possession. [[But wait, the shift?]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ Your phone buzzes. A message from the bar. ] (if: $step is 2)[ "We noticed your lack of performance lately. You're no longer scheduled." ] (if: $step is 3)[ You stare at the screen. ] (if: $step is 4)[ Your fingers tremble, but not from sadness. From something emptier. ] (if: $step is 5)[ He texts. "I got you." ] (if: $step is 6)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")] Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "After Job Loss") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

<timed 2s> Your room is still. </timed> <timed 5s> The curtains move slightly but there’s no wind. </timed> <timed 8s> You glance at the window. Something’s outside. </timed> <timed 10s> A huge black figure. Glowing cyan wings. A red split down its chest. A giant humanoid moth </timed> <timed 13s> It doesn’t move. Just hovers, waiting, inches from the glass. </timed> <timed 16s> Your thoughts get louder. His voice echoes inside your skull. </timed> <timed 19s> It is watching you. </timed> **What do you do?** *[[Let it look. You don’t move. You feel… seen.|KiMoth Obsession +1]]* *[[Tear the curtain down. Scream. Run.|KiMoth Death]]* *[[Close your eyes. Breathe slowly. Stay still.|KiMoth Survival]]*

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You let it look. Then you let it in. ] (if: $step is 2)[ Its eye flickers once. Something inside you flickers back. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Your heartbeat doesn’t race. It slows. You feel warm and wanted. It left you alone. ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")] Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "Morning After Encounter") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[<timed 2s> You rip the curtains down, gasping. Screaming. Light floods the room. </timed> <timed 5s> The KiMoth splits open. Tentacles pour out like smoke. </timed> <timed 8s> You don’t feel pain. You just feel pulled, gently, too gently, until everything goes quiet. </timed> <timed 11s> You’re inside something now. Dissolving. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[<timed 2s> You close your eyes. Focus on your breathing. </timed> <timed 5s> Inhale. Exhale. Stay still. </timed> <timed 8s> A faint scrape. The sound of something peeling away from glass. </timed> <timed 11s> Then silence. It’s gone. </timed> (live: 11s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Morning After Encounter") ] ]

You stayed awake for the whole night. You tell yourself it was a dream. Still, your hands shake as you dress up, you are going to a cafe to kinda think about everything that happened yesterday. A coffee sits infront of you. You are still worring about jobs and stuffs. But he's there, the handsome guy, is sitting across you. "When did he get here?" “You look pale,” he says, brushing your hair gently behind your ear. he sit down and ask why is the mood. You try to explain monster encounter, what you saw, what you felt, what you think you saw. The eye. The wings. He doesn't flinch. He listens like it matters. (He looks kinda scared, like trauma) When you're finished, he takes your hand. His thumb strokes the top gently. His voice is calm. Too calm. But it feels good to hear someone say it's not real. “You need rest. Real rest. Not just sleep.” He leans closer, voice lower. “And you need someone you can trust.” You nod. You're not sure if you believe him. But you [[want to]]

You’re still holding the coffee. It’s warm, but your fingers are cold. He watches you in silence for a while. Then: “You don’t need that job,” he says. “You’ve always been more than what they tried to make you.” He leans forward, resting his elbows on the table. “If you come, stay with me… I’ll cover everything. No pressure, and don't expect more or less. Just comfort. You can rest and be safe.” You stare at him. This is something you’ve needed for a long time. He just waits for the answer And deep down, you already know your answer [[No thanks weirdo]]

Now, he looks really angry. But his voice was still soft. "I bet you will", then he walks away out of the coffee shop. He even left a few bucks on the table. Indicating that he covered your coffee. After a while, you've made your decision. [[I'll find another job tommorrow, let's pretend that the monster encounter never happened]]

You get up from the café table. You’ll find another job tomorrow. Restart everything. That’s the plan. But your thoughts won’t let go. His voice. His hands. The way he looked at you. The glowing eye of that Moth. You try to distract yourself. Phone. Old messages. Clean your room. Walk aimlessly. None of it helps. By sundown, your head buzzes. Everything feels off. Like you’re waiting for something. Then it happens. You stop walking. You weren’t going anywhere anyway. You don’t even remember deciding. But your feet are turning on their own. Down a street you’ve never seen before. Toward the train station you have never been before. Toward something pulling at your chest like a hook. And then you’re there. The house. His house. He’s outside, waiting. How did you know where to go? Why did you come here? And Why is he looking at you like he expected this? [[What is this]]

You can't control your legs, something is moving your legs, it's not like you are resisting it. You can't control it, your legs feels confortable out of your control. It is moving inside his house, walk pass him into the basement. Your hear [[something]]

<timed 1s> You see </timed> <timed 3s> A giant Moth? </timed> <timed 5s> Not the same as before. This one has two wings. The last one had four. </timed> <timed 8s> This one feels like a dream. The last one tore through the dark like a scream. </timed> <timed 11s> That one hunted. This one watches. And smiles. </timed> <timed 14s> Your limbs does not obeys. </timed> <timed 17s> You are not in control. Your body is a shell. </timed> <timed 20s> And yet you feel relaxed in your non-controlable body. *Why?* </timed> <timed 23s> Your mind is screaming, </timed> <timed 26s> You are fully awake. But your body don't listen </timed> <timed 28s> [[no control.]] </timed>

You walked into the other corner of the basement. You can see dark-red stains all over the flour, that's actual dried-out human blood. While you still cannot comprehend what is happening, you tried tied yourself to a table, still, no control. The Moth expands its tentacles through its belly to help you secure your body on the table [[Disgusting]]

The man walks in... Closes the basement door "This is my god, can you see the beauty on her" [["This monster, his god?"]]

"I'll only take a little inside, I won't kill you now, since I really do like you a lot. Unfortunate" he says. "..." "I find people, my god attracts them, I play with your body, my god eats it" [[You bastard]]

He pulls out a knife and starts to cut your skin, starting from your legs. You scream in pain. The room sounds mono, like everything is so hyper close...so the basement is soundproof. The creature flies around the room, around you and the bed like it is doing a ritual, or maybe it is just mocking you. while the guy is still skinning your legs, this fucker don't skin in a precise experienced way, he's doing it like a moron, cutting the skin with a little of your meat each cut. The pain is unmeasureable. [[AAAAAGGHHH]]

<timed 1s> Ah, yes, now you gain back your body. You can control it again. Does it really matter... </timed> <timed 4s> This person messed up your legs, not artistic at all. </timed> <timed 7s> You started to remember the way your mom used to embrace your beautiful skin. "Who has the smoothest, most beautiful, priceless two little legs. That's my girl" - Your mom when you were a little kid. </timed> <timed 11s> "I'm sorry, Mom, it's all ugly now. I'm so sorry." </timed> <timed 14s> But just a few days ago, "You are such a useless person, why can't you find a job or do something beneficial at this age?" - Your mom crying over your uselessness </timed> <timed 18s> [[I'm so sorry, mom]] </timed>

For the next 5 hours, this guy spent to skin you, till the point where you body adapts to the pain, it's something normal now. You can't open your eyes clearly anymore. You glance down... Your body is a mess. Your whole body. How much blood is pouring out...how much. You can see your bone sticking out a little. And the guy is feeding meat from your body to "his god",apearently it's this giant moth monster. You [[faint out]] without even noticing.

(set: $step to 1) (live: 6s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ When you wake up, you feel dizzy. (set: $step to 2) ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ Glancing down again, you can see that your whole body is covered with bandages. (set: $step to 3) ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ The monster is still there. Seems like it does not know you are awake yet. (set: $step to 4) ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ You try to move your body slight. But then the pain hits (set: $step to 5) ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ "AGGGGHHHHHH" (set: $step to 6) ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ THE MONSTER NOTICES, RELEASE TENTACLES FROM IT'S BELLY. (set: $step to 7) ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ AND (set: $step to 8) ] (else-if: $step is 8)[ free you? (set: $step to 9) ] (else-if: $step is 9)[ then it gives you a knife, the same [[knife]] he used to torture your body. ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ It shoots something at your face, too fast for you to dodge ] (if: $step is 2)[ Suddenly, your weak body has this weird energy, this weird temptation, this weird motivation. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You want to do something, and you can. You feel so fast and strong. Like your body has never been tortured. ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "Next thing") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

The monster flies out of the basement, and you follow it holding the knife tightly. The creature leads you to his room

(set: $password to (prompt: "Code?", "")) (set: $Count to $Count + 1) (set: $pass to (lowercase: $password)) (if: $pass is "yjeslz" or $pass is "smvij cqabhi")[(goto: "Obsession: KiMoth")] (if: $pass is "jcvwztgc ")[(goto: "Love: Yoasofly")] (if: $pass is "czkgkfzjij")[(goto: "Playfulness: NokiFlower")] (if: $pass is "nefitllpv" or $pass is "psusvv nefitllpv")[(goto: "Desire: KanaChild")] (if: $pass is "dpzw dufnvfoz" or $pass is "eyjii dpzw dufnvfoz")[(goto: "Anger: DCTS Mushroom")] (if: $pass is "usfptvp")[(goto: "Isolation: MARETCH")] (if: $pass is "zrgdskz")[(goto: "Regret: Inamori")] (if: $pass is "p'zpkn")[(goto: "Ambiguity: P'noch")] (else-if: $Count < 22)[(goto: "password")] (else:)[(goto: "Blank")]