Automatically the gamers were transported into a dark room. The walls seemed to be made out of light itself. Scratches of electrical wires moved like codes along the rigged edges of the walls. The room was silent other than a small beeping. Haven could feel her heart on her shoulder. Her eyes met Toby's then they both directed their gaze towards Cry. Awkward seconds passed. They didn't know what to do next.

Haven looked down at her hands. The depression were the skin shaped M was supposed to be had been replaced. In its place laid the image that would regularly appear on an USB port. She shook her hand wildly hoping it'd disappear, and sure enough it faded. It was as if her skin had absorbed it. The glassy complexion of the walls was like something that had escaped her imagination. Cry moved around room. He kicked at the glass walls hoping to crack them.

"Wow, that was a brilliant idea Cry." Toby teased.

"Well I don't see you doing anything." He hissed.

Haven trailed off into her own imaginations not wanting to hear them fight once again. She ran her fingers through the walls' surface. A small shock pierced her fingertips, but it felt right. She watched as the wall lit up. A screen like projector appeared over the room. She looked at her fingers which glowed with small gears and electrical wires. She hid her fingers in her hand and joined Toby and Cry as they argued.

"Welcome to the Threshold." An artificial voice announced.

"Who the hell are you?" Cry hissed.

"I am the Gamemaker, and you follow my rules. It's a mystery how all of you ended up in the same game, but since you did. You three have been the only ones to make it out so far, so let's see where this goes. You should now be seeing two doors in front of you."

Though the image was distorted and faded they could see as the gamemaker pressed a button that had been placed in front of him. He was right, as soon as he pressed the button, the waterfall of blue lights parted as the doors opened in front of them. They were sublime only revealing dark hallways.

"The door on the left will take you home; the door on the right will lead you into another game. It's your pick. But I must warn you, if you choose to proceed if you die during the game you will be forever trapped here, imprisoned as a personal AI. You will never get out."

As soon as he finished the screen immediately shut off. They were left glaring at each other. Haven's eyes trailed to Toby's. She had failed to notice that his clothes had gone back to normal, as if they were never in Halo. He wore the same silly green t-shirt with the dark gray Tobuscus label on it, black jeans. Cry on the other had remained as mysterious as ever. He wore the same thing he had been using in Halo, but this time he wore shades to cover his eyes. She looked down at herself remembering that she wore a simple black tank top, a black sport's bra, faded blue capris, and running shoes. They stood there stuck in a conundrum. Haven approached the door that was supposed to take them home and ran her fingers through it. She immediately pulled them back.

"What do you guys think we should do?" Her voice echoed through the otherwise silent room.

"It depends on the video game." Toby sighed.

"There is no way of telling." Haven whispered.

"I say we go home, we don't know where we'll end up for all we know we can end up in the Last of Us in the middle of a zombie apocalypse." Cry whined.

"But on the other hand there are other Youtubers that need our help." She bit down on her thumb hoping that'd help her make a decision. "We've done well so far, I say we continue."

"Are you insane?" Cry laughed.

"Cry!" Toby screamed noticing her uneasy expression.

"What?"

"You are being a jerk man, she's right; there are other youtubers that need our help."

"They wouldn't come to get us."

"You don't know that for a fact." Haven hissed.

"Look who are you anyway?" Cry snapped.

Haven took a step away from them and towards the door that was to lead her to the next game.

"You know what, do what you want. But think of this. Haven't you ever wanted to be in a video game? Meeting the characters, sharing their action, seeing if you'd survive the situations that they're faced with. I'm pretty sure I have. Every second I played a video game I would think, how would I do if that were to happen to me? Would I be strong enough? Good enough? Brave enough? And now I have a chance at doing it. Dammit we just talked to Master Chief and Cortana. Who would've ever thought that would happen?"

She dropped her gaze to the translucent ground after reading on Cry's body language that told her to stop talking.

"I grew up watching YouTube. I was bullied a lot growing up, and whenever I watched YouTube and got to meet one of you I felt better. Because, Youtubers aren't plastic dolls created by what society wants a perfect person to look like, they're just being themselves behind a camera. Something that whenever I saw it, I felt better about how weird I was. They're not scandal famous or movie famous, Youtubers are people famous. We watch them because we the people choose to, not because they're the actor the director chose. I remember watching all of your channels whenever I felt lost. I memorized the days my favorite youtubers uploaded new videos, for Pete's sake. And now that they're lost, and I have a chance of getting them back I'm not going to just turn my back on them. You can do whatever you want Cry, I've never seen your face, so I won't miss it."

She nodded at them and entered the door on her right.

"Haven wait!" Toby cried but couldn't stop her. "Now look at what you've done." He made a sharp turn towards Cry.

"What are you talking about? I did nothing."

"Look we have to make a decision now." Toby hissed.

"They'd be a lot to lose, and not a lot to gain from this, Toby. Can't you see? We can die from this!"

"We can die at any moment, but I'd hate to go home knowing I let some of my best friends die."

Toby stepped away from Cry and entered the door on his right. Cry's mind raced, he didn't know what to do. He approached the door that they had both gone through and hesitated. His hand reached for it. A small vortex of light threated to absorb his fingers if he made any contact. He pulled away hiding his hand behind him. He took a few steps back.

"Well then, see you guys on the other side."

Cry hesitated before stepping through the door.

Haha! Cliff hanger! Which door did he enter? Sorry guys, I don't really have much time for writing, but I'll upload chapters as soon as I can. Leave comments, PLEASE! Let me know if this story is a waste of time or if you're actually enjoying it. If you want to contribute to the story, leave a comment on what Youtuber you'd like to see and the game you'd like to see them in. Keep in mind that I already have some stories for certain Youtubers picked out, but if I like your idea I'll send a shout out.

WAIT! There's more! I love writing to music, it really helps me get in the mood of what I picture. The song that was on replay the whole time I was writing this chapter was: SWEET DREAMS by EMILY BROWNING. I encourage that you listen to it while you read, but you know whatever. Haha.

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