Apocalypse

You wake up at home. You still have on the same shoes, dark jeans and white shirt from the night before. The living room is lit as the brightness from outside pours in and has woken you up. Nothing but silence fills the house. The couch you are laying on is in front of the patio door with a tv across the room. You remember it being on when you fell asleep yet it is off now. No [[mother or father arguing about their problems]], no piercing barks from the dogs, just (text-style: "italic")[silence.] You get up from the couch, slowly, and walk over to the curtains covering the sliding door to the [[patio]].

You pull back the curtains to reveal a menacing reddish sky. You stand there in shock as you see your patio completely destroyed. You [[think]] about how and why this has happened. The houses in the distance, or what's left of them, are shattered and crumbling. Fear strikes your heart as you stare endlessly at what you can only describe as an apocalypse. Suddenly, you hear a [[noise behind you.]]

There is nothing left. The concrete floor and walls of what used to be the patio have vanished. How could this have happened overnnight? [[Gather your thoughts|patio]]

Your [[phone]] is blaring. You run over to the couch where it is ringing. You can't find it so you start reaching in between the cracks of the couch. You lay down and look underneath and there it is, but it is too late. The ringing has ended. The caller ID says [["Sis".]] You start searching your contacts for "Mom" and "Dad", but they aren't there. In fact, you realize only one contact exists, "Sis". You begin to decide if you should [[call back]] or [[search the house]] in hopes of finding some kind of clue as to what is going on. <audio src="Marimba iphone.mp3" autoplay>

Your [[phone|no ringtone]] is cracked in mutiple places. You can still read what is on the screen. It was in pristine shape the night before. You put it in your pocket.

Your [[sister|no ringtone]] passed away when you were very young. All you can remember about her is the song she used to sing.

You get no [[answer.|no ringtone]]

The [[hallway]] to your room is dark. The light on the wall has gone out. The [[kitchen]] is clean with no sign of use.

You reminisce on how things used to be. Cheerful, exciting, loving. Parents like these couldn't be found anywhere else. Everything we did, we did together and nothing could tear us apart. [[Stop reminiscing|Start]]

As you walk down the hall, you see your family portrait in its usual spot on the wall. Your mother and father have been torn from the [[picture]] leaving just you and your sister. [[Enter your room]] [[Go back|search the house]]

Not a single thing is out of place here. You notice a [[note]] on the kitchen table. You turn to your right and walk into the dining room where the front door is. [[Walk out the door]] [[Search the house|search the house]]

Your family portrait was taken just down the road from your house at your sister's house. You wonder if you will find any clues there. [[Continue walking|hallway]]

The door creaks as usual when you open it. Your room is subtlety lit through the window with the same orange glow from the living room. Your bed is parallel with the window in front of you, your tv across from it and the closet to the right of the tv. The bed is made, the floor is clean, but something is wrong. There is writing on the closet doors; (font: "Bradley Hand")[YOU DID THIS!] Your gut tells you not to check the closet. But you recently cleaned it out so it should be empty... [[Open the closet]] [[Return to the living room|search the house]] <audio src="doorcreak.mp3" autoplay>

You scream as you see the horrific image of your mother and father. They are tied up back to back with their tongues ripped from their mouths and their necks slit. Something taps you on your shoulder... [[You turn around]] <audio src="Scream.mp3" autoplay>

[[You close your eyes and accept your fate|Start]] <audio src="slit.mp3" autoplay>

The note reads: (text-style: "italic")[Rockabye Baby.] Thoughts of confusion enter your mind. This is the song your sister used to sing to you. You start to think if your sister is somehow still here with you. But that is impossible and you know (text-style: "italic")[that...] [[Put the note down|kitchen]]

You take a deep breath and try to relax. The skyline looks much more beautiful from the outside aside from the destruction that surrounds you. The once alive green grass is now dead and almost completely withered away. There are almost no trees left standing and the ones that are barely have any life left. The walkway from your front door leads to your driveway and into the street. Your family car is missing along with a few of the neighbors' cars. Every house, including your own, has been decimated. The street is torn apart. Cracked and broken with holes that tear all the way through the asphalt and into the earth. You do not know what would happen if you were to fall down one of those holes because there is nothing but darkness. Your house is in the middle of the block with an exit to the left and an exit to the right. The exit to the left does not go very far as the entire road is missing. The exit to the right leads to where your sister's house is. [[Go left]] [[Go right]] <audio src="horror.mp3" autoplay loop>

You reach the end of the road. You look down only to see darkness and hear a few crumbling rocks. You think to yourself how and why all this is happening. More importantly, you don't know where your mom and dad are. You hear what you think is a car appraching behind you. [[Turn around]]

You begin walking down the beaten path. Dodging every hole trying not to slip. You finally reach the front of your sister's two-story house where the picture was taken. The house is hardly an image of its former self. The only recognizable feature you see is the window on the second floor. It was the window to your sister's room. Your parents said she would practice her singing up there. Your phone [[rings]] again.

It is a car indeed, screeching to a hault, as you almost fall off the edge from the fright. You see a silhouette of a woman sitting in the drivers seat. The car is a small black four door. It is the one your sister crashed in and where she lost her life. Your parents told you so little of the accident but you are sure this is it. [[You hear a song]] <audio src="tires.mp3" autoplay>

You pull the phone out of your pocket. The caller ID reads "Sis". You answer after a few rings, "Hello?" All you hear is her voice, "Rockabye baby in the treetop..." You listen in silence as she continues the lullaby. You are frozen in shock. You cannot believe what you are hearing. This can't be real... "Come in" she says and hangs up. [[Examine the window]] <audio src="Marimba iphone.mp3" autoplay>

You now see a silhouette of a woman in the window. Still frozen in place, you begin to break down crying. The tears are flowing like a river down your face and dripping onto the concrete. You begin to wipe your face of the tears and look up at the house. The front door is open and you see someone standing in the doorway. It is very dark inside the house. Terror strikes your heart as the ominous figure points at you signaling you to come closer. [[Stay put]] [[Take a few steps toward the figure]] <audio src="horror.mp3" autoplay loop>

You can feel its overewhelming presence. This is not your sister. This "thing" is something far more vile. The silhoutte is mumbling the phrase (text-style: "italic")["Rockabye Baby"] over and over and over... It begins rushing toward you. You begin to panic as your body tenses up causing you not to move. You hear a voice in the distance: "Wake up. Wake up. Wake up." You see the "thing" almost upon you. [[You close your eyes and accept your fate]] <audio src="horror.mp3" autoplay loop>

As you begin walking toward the silhouette of what you believe is your sister, you start to feel an [[overwhelming presence.]] "Don't be afraid my baby, I will take care of you" she says as you walk closer to the door. You are now standing face to face with the figure. You are still unable to make out who the figure is. It leans in and whispers in your ear, "Down will come baby, cradle and all.". [[You close your eyes and accept your fate|Start]] <audio src="horror.mp3" autoplay loop>

You wake up at home. You still have on the same shoes, dark jeans and white shirt from the night before. The living room is lit as the brightness from outside pours in and has woken you up. Nothing but noise fills the house. The couch you are laying on is in front of the patio door with a tv across the room. It is still on from the night before. Mother and father are arguing about their problems, the piercing barks from the dogs is louder than ever, just so much (text-style: "bold")[noise.] You get up from the couch, slowly, and walk over to the curtains covering the sliding door to the [[patio.]]

This is something you have never felt before. It feels supernatual and evil. [[Gather yourself|Take a few steps toward the figure]]

You pull back the curtains to reveal a beautiful blue sky. You notice there is no trace of broken down houses or missing patio for that matter. Your mom and dad are arguing as usual and the dogs are still as annoying as ever. You stand there in awe as you begin to relize something. Were you dreaming? You must have been if everything is back to normal... "What a crazy dream" you whisper to yourself. Your phone starts [[ringing.]]

You pull your phone from your pocket, it is [[cracked]]. <audio src="Marimba iphone.mp3" autoplay>

Your heart starts racing. [[Phone still ringing]] <audio src="Marimba iphone.mp3" autoplay>

The caller ID reads "Mom". [[Answer]] [[Don't answer]]

You answer, "Hello?" She replies, "Rockabye baby in the treetop..." You feel something grab your neck. [[You close your eyes and accept your fate|Start]] <audio src="horror.mp3" autoplay loop>

You wake up at home. Your mom is yelling at you, "Wake up", rushing you to get up because you are going to be late for school. It seems you have finally woken from this nightmare... [[Apocalypse]] <audio src="Happy.mp3" autoplay loop>

My name is Timmothy Tapia, creator of Apocalypse. Thank you for playing Apocalypse and reaching the true ending! I hope you enjoyed yourself and I apprecciate your dedication for making it here! If you made it here on your first playthrough and would like to experience the other endings, as there are 4 other "Bad" endings, click [[here.|Start]] <audio src="Happy.mp3" autoplay loop>

Hello, my name is Timmothy Tapia the creator of Apocalypse. Apocalypse is an interactive fiction horror game which contains audio in some areas throughout the game that can be classified as "jump scares". I would advise you to wear headphones during your gameplay to help further engage you. Thank you for playing! Begin story: [[Apocalypse|Start]]

You hear a slight sound coming from the radio. It's rockabye baby. You feel a sense of calmness start to overtake you as the song continues. It is soothing you just like it did all those years ago. [[Listen to the song]] [[Walk toward the car]]

The music stops abruptly and the tires begin to screech again except this time the car is not stopping. It is coming straight at you! There is nowhere to run. [[You close your eyes and accept your fate|Start]] <audio src="tires.mp3" autoplay>

The song is so calming. You are almost forgetting how horrible the world around you has become. [[Stop listening|You hear a song]] <audio src="rockabye.mp3" autoplay loop>