I need to stop this. I'm writing too much.

~Cryaotic's POV~

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't see anything. All around me was darkness, as though it was the night, but it had been early in the morning moments before. Or.. at least I think it was moments. I must have passed out, I knew this, but for how long?

I moved my arms around me, and tried to see if I could figure out where I was. I just felt walls all around me, and I started to hyperventilate. "Calm down, Cry. Its not like someone kidnapped you... Is it?" I felt around once more, walls were just around me again. "OK, now I can panic..."
I continued to hyperventilate as I moved around the small room, feeling a way for an exit. All I could feel were walls, nothing else in with me, meaning everyone else was separated. I was alone.

Once I realized this, I stopped in my moving. Noone was with me, so noone could help me. I whimpered softly, as I scooted closer twords a corner. I really couldn't help it, it was like a natural reflex. I felt like a child scared of a boogeyman, but my parents were not here to console me.
I started to cry silently, hiccups escaping from my mouth at certain times. I buried my head into my arms, trying to muffle the sound- but it just seemed to make it louder.

Suddenly light filled the room, and I looked up from my little curled ball. Standing in front of me was a tall, pure gray creature, its body slick, and the eyes bloody red. It didn't seem to have a mouth- but yet it spoke.

"What the fuck?" It said, looking at me...curiously? I couldn't tell.

"Hello?" I asked, my voice being higher than before.

"Who are you?" The thing asked, tilting its large head. I couldn't help but shrink back at its red eyes- which was strange, considering I hung out with Krism, and have no problem with her eye.

"I'm Cryaotic, who are you?" My voice was stuttering, but I didn't care. If I can find an opening, I can run away from this.. thing. What was it? An alien? It looks like one from those cheesy 60's movies.

"Tony," He said simply, before looking around him. He pulled out a devise from behind him- where did that come from exactly?- and fiddled with some of the buttons, before a bright light passed over my body. He examined the devise as a loud 'ding' sounded. "You seem to be..." He paused as he kept examining the devise.
His large red eyes suddenly seemed to get wider, as he grabbed my arm, dragging me out of the closet. Once I was out of the dark, I finally realized something- 'Tony' wasn't tall. I was short, which quickly made me think of 'Would you like to be a kid?'

My eyes widened at this, and I quickly panicked. What if I did get turned into a kid?! I started struggling angrily against the grip the 'alien'. He seemed to become annoyed with my struggling, he tightened his grip and continued to drag me around the place. Feeling even more panicked, I did the first thing that came to mind- I bit him.

The alien hissed in pain as he retracted his hand, checking it for any marks. I quickly made a break for it- running as fast as my now short legs could carry me. I heard the alien yell after me, as well as a loud string of curses- but I kept running, no longer even caring where I would end up.
I bumped into something not long after, and fell flat on my butt. I started to rub it in pain, and I heard a voice above me.

"Are you ok, lil' dude?" I looked up to see a blond haired, blue eyed man with a bomber jacket. The man squatted down to meet my height. I noticed now how he had glasses.

"..." I didn't say anything. I don't know why, I just felt intimidated. I felt around my head for my mask, now hoping it was there to hide. It was there, and I pulled it over my face, hiding from his face. I couldn't see all that well, but I honestly didn't care. I just don't want to be here.

I heard footsteps, and I panicked. It was probably the alien again! I shot up from the floor, and quickly tried to escape, but the man I bumped into grabbed me, and held me up- away from the floor. "Tony, my main- woah, whats wrong with your arm?" The man said, probably referring to the alien.

"Fucking fucking, bitch, cunt!" Came the response. The man seemed to let out a small gasp at the alien's language.
"Tony, little ears!" The man covered my ears, wrapping an arm around my waist, while his two hands covered my ears.

All I heard after that was gargled noises, and loud yelling. Until finally;

"HE'S A WHAT?!" The man dropped me from shock, and I hit my butt again. He quickly panicked lightly- seeing as he just dropped me- And quickly scooped me up again. Making my head lay on his shoulder,while he whispered various things to the alien, and rubbed my back.
I felt drowsy now, and my eye lids seem to close more and more. Maybe it was because I was a kid now? Actually... This whole time...I seemed to react to various things such as a child would...

Is it affecting my mind?

I couldn't ponder it anymore- my eyelids closed, and I silently drifted off to sleep.

Ok, listen, before you say he's 'Ooc', I want to say- all the you tubers will be ooc from time to time. The child side of them may react to certain situations, and these feelings would be strong- over powering their original personality.
Imagine it like Danny Phantom. Danny is a separate being, and can posses a person for a certain amount of time, and make them act like something too, before the person's will power repels him out. This concept is much like how I'm writing.

Cry also only realized when he was a kid because he thought of his height, and the fact that the game said 'would you like to be a kid?'
But I just want to ask- how come noone noticed one thing I wrote in the earlier chapter? There was eight remotes- but only seven people who played. Someone else will later join, but I want to ask; who do you think it should be?

Seananners-

GassyMexican-

Yamimash-

Markiplier-

Dlive-

Ohmwreaker-

You guys can vote, ok?