A man awoke in a dark room
The only light came from a horribly flickering ligtbulb overhead. He tried to say, "Hello?!" But he couldn't get it out. The man looked around and saw that there was a small piece of mirror in the room. It was just big enough for him to see the huge, metal, sharp teeth that were screwed onto his original ones. "HELP! HELP ME! SOMEBODY PLEASE!" the man screamed. But he couldn't entirley get the words out or else he would bite through his tounge. A T.V. to the right began to buzz with static like a giant fly.
Then a doll's face appeared on the T.V.
"Hello Clay. You have been promised a great fortune when your parents die which will probably be just a couple of years from now. But you couldn't wait that long could you Clay. First you began to nibble away at your family's finances like a rat. Then you got to work on that fortune. Now, that nibbling may save your life. On your teeth are gnarly metal spikes that are capable of tearing through flesh and bone. You are strapped to the wall by little cuffs around your fingers. If you do not nibble through yourself in time to get through the door, then a deadly toxin will pour out of the walls and the door will close. You have three minutes. Let the game began," it said.
Clay heard the clock began to tick to the right of him.
He needed to move fast.
Clay looked at his fingers and got second thoughts.
Then, realizing that there was no time for second thoughts, he began to nibble away like a rat.
He lifted up his right hand.
Crunched down on it.
Blood spewed out.
"AHH!"
He crunched down again.
Blood once again spewed out.
Clay screamed again.
He crunched down again.
This time he could feel bone.
He was actually
breaking through his bone!
Crack.
Crack.
Squirt.
"GAH!"
Crack.
Crack,
Squirt.
"GAH!"
CRACK.
CRACK.
SQUIRT.
"GAH!"
CRACK! CRACK! SQUIRT!
"GAH!"
Now clay was through three of his fingers. They layed on the floor lifeless like squished worms. Two and a half minutes left. Clay took one second to let out a scream, then began to nibble some more.
Crack.
Tick, tick.
Squirt.
Tick, tick.
Crack.
Tick, tick, tick.
Crack, crack,
crack.
Squirt, squirt, squirt.
Tick, tick, tick.
"GAH!! GAH!! AHH!!"
Clay was through a thumb and most of his fingers. Just three more! Clay thought.
Tick, tick, tick.
Tick, tick, tick.
Tick, tick, tick.
Clay could only here the clock now because he blocked everything else out. Nothing would stop him. He would survive and never nibble all the finances away anymore.
Clay bit off his last finger.
Clay began to run.
Clay was going to make it.
"GAAAAAAH!"
Tick, tick, tick.
Tick, tick, tick.
Tick, tick, tick.
Clay
made it through the door.
He tumbled onto the floor.
The test was no more.
Then the doll rolled up and began to speak. "Clay, you are no longer a rat. You really never were from the start. Because, rats nibble on everything but themselves. You never really had to nibble on anything in the first place. The toxin was actually just a gas that would paralyze you for the rest of your life, which in turn would cause you death at your own hand because of the independence rats seem to put in themselves. But know you will appreciate your money and your life. Unlike a rat."
GAME OVER