"Oh cool! Ian, look!" Anthony exclaimed, pointing at one of the packages.

Ian lifted the package; it was ripped up and packed poorly, it seemed old and rusty, he immediately got creped out by it, it had no return address other than the country, "Whoa! Our first ever package from Zimbabwe!" He said excitedly!

They both opened the package and found a bunch of crap, they cleared it and saw an indie video game covered in dust, it looked old, on it was a note saying: 'We made this game for you, we know you will love it and enjoy it."

Ian woke up with a heavy headache, the world spinning around him, he slowly sat up, trying not to throw up, he looked around him, struggling to remember where he was. The place was trashed, the windows broken into millions of shards, scattered all over the floor, the refrigerator door was ripped off and the food was all over the floor, the milk created a pool in which the bread was sitting, mushed up, the walls were ripped up, showing the interior of the cement, the cabinets were opened up wide showing a messy organization, he even saw some blood marks on the wall. Suddenly it hit him, this is Anthony and Kalel's place, but he's never seen it in such a mess. He started to get more focus and saw the thing that creped him the most, he saw his friends lying unconscious on the floor meters away from him. Panic filled his head, 'what if they were dead?!' he ran over to David and checked his pulse, upon finding it he relaxed, moving on to Anthony, and so on until he ensured they were all OK.

He relaxed himself, trying to remember what caused this, were they drunk? Was there a robber of terrorist? Or was it something more than that like an earthquake of tornado. His question was answered when he saw the TV, and his stomach dropped.

The TV was cracked, not any simple crack but a huge hole in the screen, leaving only the plastic border intact. In the wall behind the TV were cracks, saying: 'GAME ON!'

Upon seeing this Ian cursed, he knew he shouldn't have played the game, he immediately regretted not following his instincts. Because he didn't listen to himself something is going to happen, something big and dangerous, and it was his entire fault.

"What the fuck?!" he heard Anthony mumble.

"Exactly what I was thinking" Ian answered.

Anthony slowly sat up looking around him with a concerned look. "What the hell happened here?!" Anthony yelled in shock. He seemed to be pretty upset his apartment was trashed.

Ian sighed, "If you really want to know look behind you"

Anthony turned around, as he saw the TV the color drained from his face. He understood exactly what happened, and asked Ian: "What do you think happened, because my thoughts clearly seem impossible".

"You mean, we are in the game? Yean that's also what I think just happened." Ian replied, hoping it wasn't true.

One by one they woke up, each time Ian explained what happened he felt more and more guilty, it was as if each time he explained it happened all over again.

"Ok" Matt started saying "You're trying to tell me we are inside the game, like literally, inside it?"

"Yeah" Ian replied "That is what seems to make the most of sense right now".

"Seriously. This is the lamest thing I have ever heard! A game is digital, there is no way we can be inside of it, plus haunted games don't exist! That is just stupid!" Matt explained.

"Ok, so what do you think happened!?" Anthony said.

Matt didn't answer.

"Ok, listen." Ian said to all of them "we are all confused and don't know what just happened, but if we stick together we can find out."

They all agreed.

Now it was just up to them to find out, and hopefully survive.