Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Warning: Contains heavy horror elements and swearing.

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This part of the story doesn't come from any Gundam Wing point of view. This is from me, the author.

I have been reading many horror stories on fanfiction.net, and they were all good. And they were all scary. Their authors did a very good job.

But one thing was missing.

Sure, they may have played the video game, maybe even beat it once or twice. But mine is not a game you can win. I always lose.

You can call me crazy. Call me whatever you like. You can call me insane, whacked, whatever. But whatever you say, it will never make me win the game. Because I can't. I've been trying for ten years to win this game. But I always lose. Ever since that one night, every time I lay down in my bed the game starts again.

The nightmares that threaten to disturb my sleep will always be there.

The point of this story is just like all the other ones; to entertain you and to scare you, keep you hanging on every word you read until the last moment.

So wait until it's dark, then shut off all the lights. Your only source of light is the computer, which holds this tale. Then start reading.

I now present to you; the story in which I put the Gundam Pilots though a different kind of hell. My own, personal hell.