Into the game

by iiSirGiratina

[[Please mind the game I placed this game, I couldn't find a good place to place this in. :P]] Aidan had just created a brand new game, almost coming out. One mysterious night, he had certain dreams about his game. Then, he went into a place, a place he never expected. He had been transported... into his game.

[[Prolouge]]

It was an ordinary night, around 11:30 PM. I was playing on Roblox, making a game. I have been working on it for almost six months. The name is "Azkaban's Final Stand" The game as a total of 6 types, and which I have a secret 7th one. Chaos. I had finally built the layout of the map, which is designed to be nearly impossible to beat with the boses I had put into the game. The only way for the person playing it to beat 'Azkaban's Final Stand' is by having a very high level (10,000+), or by luck if you're above 7,500 levels. My game is due within the next four to five months, and I told five people, now I have thousands of people of waiting for me to finish it. I had got to where I can start inputing the moves, but..

"Honey! It's time to go to bed!" My mom yelled at me from her bedroom, nearly passed out.

"Just a minute mom! I need to finish this last part!" I replyed.

"Alright, good night Aidan!"

"Good night Mother!"

I saved and logged out of my Roblox Studio, and got my Pajamas on and started to slowly drifting off to sleep. Around 2:30 AM, I had started to get weird dreams. I have a sympton where I can see into the future, and that's exactly what I did. I had dreams where, I was in the game itself, fighting Cerberus, the final boss. It was nearly the time I woke up, which is around 6:30, I felt more pain then I have ever imagend. My mother came into my room around 8:30. She was cooking bacon and eggs, and I would wake up when I first smelled it. But I wasn't there. I wasn't in my house, my world. My. Life.