Our attempts to make a totally "appropriate", adult-aged adventure Spoopy!
You are suddenly thrust into a murder house. Oh shit! You need to get
out...
You run to the first door you see and slam it open!
You carefully open the door and peek through the crack... you think it
might be safe.
You panic and sit on the floor in petrified fear.
You are in the kitchen. A psychotic laugh coming from the room you
just came from. Where do you go next?
You rush to the cupboard under the sink!
You see a door on the left and rush to open it.
You rush for the kitchen drawer and look for a weapon to defend
yourself
You hide in wait under the sink, you hear footsteps move past and head
through the door. You creep out slowly and go back to the room you
came from. You cross to the otherside an enter into what appears to be
an empty room with a bed. You can see a small mirror in the corner of
the room. It's whispering... you hear faint voices saying "I'm so
close to being freed... Come here, empty vassal. Come..."
"I... I need to look into the mirror. It is calling me..."
You know it sounds strange... it's your voice. You take a quick
peek...
You know that can't be good and leave as quickly as you can
As you go back into the main corridor. The door from the Kitchen
creaks open revealing a large hulking figure with a wide smile.
"I'vvve foouund yooou" he croaks in a loud whisper that echos around
the house. You rush up the stairs, hearing the footsteps slam the
ground behind you. You reach the top and you see three doors. One on
the left, on on the right and one in the middle. Knowing you have to
pick a door, you reach for...
The Left Door
The Middle Door
The Right door
You enter into the middle door and quickly notice a latch on the door.
You waste no time in slamming the door as you hear the figure reach
the top of the stairs. You fumble the latch as you hear the creature
let out a long cold laugh. 'You are trapped!' the voice echoes. You
notice a wardrobe next to the door and start pushing it over, blocking
the door. You hear a loud grunt and then a explosion hit the door. And
then another. You take a quick look around the room and find..
A giant Fucking knife
A Coconut
A Torch
You pick up the knife and, armed to the teeth, you decide it's time to
make this YOUR murder house. You grab it with the determination of a
honda civic chan, and decide to do something brave - something truly
brave.
You start singing "It's the Final Countdown" and pump yourself up.
You decide to release your blood lust and slice a quick gash on your
arm.
You rush at the monster, stabbing it in its knee. Wait... it has many
knees!
The Creature, momentairly dazed by your action, gives you a window to
escape past him. This could be your last chance.
You decide to fake him out. You launch your knife down the corridor
past the creature and you quiety hide under the bed
You try and rush past the creature.
You stand your ground ready to strike again. You will kill this
creature!
Ignoring the other stupid idea, you rush past the creature as it's
momentairly dazed. You crash down the stairs almost slippnig on the
final step. You go through what appears to be the front door, how did
you miss that before? You run down the path and down the driveway. You
hear the loud noise slowly fade behind you. You have survived.
You Fucking died, you moron.
Before you know it, a large monster is killing you. You. Got. Got. You
look at the creature that is currently mauling you And see the head of
a grizzly bear, But it's body is that of a man, and ten long, gangly
horse legs with knives at the end. It kills you slowly. Many hours
later, still alive and dazed, you wonder why you ever allowed yourself
to make such stupid choices. You slowly lose consciousness due to lack
of blood and the last thing you hear is the sound of your own screams.
