I landed in a dark, damp, abandoned area. No people. No animals. No… nothing really. I glanced at something clear in the distance… water! I'll take a drink, and keep going. While I was drinking, I glanced over at a forest. "I wonder what's in there." After that amazing sip of water, I started to wander off into the forest. If there was no animals, there can't be snakes or bears. Well, I was wrong. I was immediately chased by wolves, that was, after I patted them on the back. It seemed like the whole group was trying to hunt me down. I managed to flee, and came upon another water source. I can't live this life. I'm going to kill myself. I jumped in, and forced my head underwater. Everything was fading away. I jumped out when something in my pocket started to vibrate. My phone! I couldn't see anything. It was blank. All for 'Danny joined the game.' A game? Was I in a simulation? Maybe someone is controlling me? Can they hear me? "Hello? Are you there?" Nope, can't hear me.
This all started when I was 15. I was going to sleep, I heard something under my bed. I could feel it too. The noise died down, and I managed to get some sleep. The next day, I kept thinking about that noise. Was it a monster? No. Monsters aren't real. Only idiots believe in monsters. Maybe it was a toy that I forgot? Yeah, that seems like the right answer. Only then I remembered. Stupid me! Why don't I just check down there!
I go upstairs to my bedroom. Hmm, it's locked. My dad always puts all the keys in the closet. I wonder why he even hides them. I open my door. But my bed isn't even there. Someone must REALLY not want me to know what that noise was. The garbage truck passed by today… maybe I should look in the dump. The dump is five kilometers away, but I think I can make it. I don't have a bike, due to my parents always fighting about the stupidest of things. I mean seriously, who fights because the delivery guy is early? My parents are stupid too, they never help me with my homework. Sometimes, I just feel like punching them in the face.
Anyways, back to the dump, not my dump. Dump is kind of a weird word actually. Dump. You can take a dump, but you can't take a dump. You can take a dump in a dump. You can't move a dump, but you can move a dump. A dump truck can't hold a dump, but can hold dump. Dump is sounding weird right now. Dump. Dump. Dump. Who invented dump? Michael Bay? Kind Louis? Wait, back to the topic. I'm at the dump right now, and… there's my bed! I see something under it… it looks like someone taped it under me bed. I'm going to get a closer look here… and I think that's a… a… everything i-is black now. Wha…