Creatures of Conditions

(set: $playerName to (prompt: "Your name is required", "")) (set: $badWords to (array: "fuck", "shit", "bitch", "asshole", "your mom", "dick", "piss", "cunt", "fag", "retard", "you don't need my name", "none of your business" )) (set: $isBadName to false) (set: $lowerName to (lowercase: $playerName)) (if: $lowerName is "")[(go-to: "DifferentName2")] (if: $playerName's length > 20)[(set: $isBadName to true)] (if: $playerName's length < 2)[(set: $isBadName to true)] (if: $lowerName is "no" or $lowerName is "why" or $lowerName is "idk" or $lowerName is "nah" or $lowerName is "nope")[ (set: $isBadName to true) ] (if: $isBadName)[(go-to: "Introduction")] (if: $lowerName is "brokenx22")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "brokenx2")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "brokenx")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "")[(go-to: "DifferentName2")] (if: $lowerName is "broken")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "duc nguyen")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "duc")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "nguyen")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "brian")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "nguyen duc")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "nguyenduc")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "ducnguyen")[(go-to: "DifferentName")] (if: $lowerName is "kasane")[(go-to: "Kasane Route")] (if: $lowerName is "tyke mison")[(go-to: "Tyke Mison")] (if: $lowerName is "carrier of pain")[(go-to: "Carrier of Pain")] (if: $lowerName is "dr docsune")[(go-to: "Dr Docsune")] (if: $lowerName is "brandenn bremmer")[(go-to: "Brandenn Bremmer")] (if: $lowerName is "x22")[(go-to: "X22")] (go-to: "Ready?")

What describe you the best? [[Student]] [[Adult]] [[Dead]]

Then you don't need to be here.

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ (live: 2s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Playfulness: NokiFlower") ] ]

(set: $numberCandy to 0)(set: $greedTriggered to false)After a long day of creativity and colorful smiles, the teacher gave you and your group a bowl full of sweets as a way to reward the hard work. There are only 14 pieces of sweets in the bowl, and your group members have contributed 84% of the work without you. Only take as many treats as you deserve. [[Take one piece]] [[Leave]]

You left with $numberCandy (if: $numberCandy is 14)[You left with all the treats] (else-if: $numberCandy is 2)[You knew exactly what you deserve] (else-if: $numberCandy < 2)[You left, knowing that you deserve more] (else:)[You left, knowing that you deserve less] [[Okay?]] Desire Level: $Desire/5

(set: $numberCandy to $numberCandy + 1) You took $numberCandy candy. (if: $numberCandy > 2 and $greedTriggered is false)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (set: $greedTriggered to true) ] (if: $numberCandy < 14)[ [[Take one piece]] ] [[Leave]]

I don't like that name Try a different one (set: $differentNameCount to $differentNameCount + 1) (if: $differentNameCount > 22)[(go-to: "Jumbscare")] [[Go Back|Introduction]]

Everyone has a name, I do need a way to call you. [[Go Back|Introduction]]

You are not me. Don't try to go through the story with my name. I am not the characters in this. From now on to make it easier, your name is [[Player]] [[Let's gooo]]

Yes, that's your name now, or you can just reset. [[Right|Jumbscare]]

[you ready?] [[yes]] [[no]]

This is "Creatures of Conditions." [[Hi|Introduction]] (print: "<div id='vhs-overlay' style='pointer-events:none;position:fixed;top:0;left:0;width:100vw;height:100vh;z-index:9999;background:url(https://i.imgur.com/3rrIdCy.gif) repeat;opacity:0.4;mix-blend-mode:screen;'></div>") <div id="blackout"></div> (set: $differentNameCount to 0) (set: $DeadCount to 0) (set: $Count to 0) (set: $Isolation to 0) (set: $Love to 0) (set: $Obsession to 0) (set: $Desire to 0) (set: $Playfulness to 0) (set: $Anger to 0) (set: $Ambiguity to 0) <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/General%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.1; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch(() => {}); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

I see, which to you is the hardest part of being an adult? [[Nothing is hard for me|Playfulness route]] [[Finding a good relationship|Love route]] [[Being overly attached with someone|Obsession route]] [[Dealing with deadlines and work tasks obviously|Anger route]] [[Failing to have friends|Isolation route]] [[Just being truely happy again|Mixed route]]

Do you ever wish you could go back to your kindergarten days? [[I would love to go back|Desire route]] [[Nah I'm good]]

We all dream of going back, not really to fix our mistakes, but to feel that pure, carefree joy we had as kids and throw away all of the burden from now. But if we returned with all our memories, would it still feel the same? Maybe the magic only lives in the not knowing, in forgetting the weight of what we’ve learned. To truly be children again, we’d have to let go of everything, even the reason we wanted to return. Just one more moment, simple and free, without knowing how precious it really is when we can. [[Let's go|password]] (set: $KanaChildCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

(set: $chapter4 to "Chapter 4: The Creature of Desire") <center><h2>$chapter4</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 4]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Kanaria%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 1.0; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

Interesting, which to you is the hardest part of being a student? [[Nothing is hard for me|Playfulness route]] [[Finding a perfect school love|Love route]] [[Being overly attached with someone|Obsession route]] [[Dealing with the tests and homework obviously|Anger route]] [[Failing to have friends|Isolation route]] [[Just being truely happy again|Mixed route]]

[[Back|yes]] (set: $DeadCount to $DeadCount + 1) (if: $DeadCount > 22)[(go-to:"X")]

(set: $chapter0 to "Chapter 0: X") <center><h2>$chapter0</h2></center> Only music and [[Emotions|X22]]

Really? The truth is, you only fell in love when your heart was starving. You created a fake someone in your mind based on a real person, a perfect reflection of what you needed at the time, and now you’re chasing that relationship like it’s real. The truth is, you only value love because of the pleasure, pain or even non-compatable, the moment you love someone outside of these reason, maybe for looks, maybe for personality, is the moment you fall into fake love, the type of lust disguised as pure love, that can only last for the first few days. You treat love like a type of unique entertainment to satisfy your current desires, love will come back at you. [[Let's go|password]] (set: $YoasoflyCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

Right... So nothing is hard for you and you just wanted to enjoy life. Over time, everything became entertainment. Now you laugh when you’re confused and smile when you’re tired. And somewhere along the way, you forgot how to sit with quiet and REAL shits. [[Let's go|password]] (set: $NokiCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

"Overly attached"...It’s not them you’re obsessed with, it’s the way they made you feel that they're superior, putting their voice inside you that says you’re hard to love. You rush for connection without noticing it, chasing relief and building them into something divine, you need someone to worship. You loved how they distracted you from yourself. They only need to leave you for a long enough time, 1 month or just 2 months, you'll find someone or something else to be obsessed with, again... [[Let's go|password]] (set: $KiMothCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

Donno... And maybe that’s what this is now. Absence of meaning that feels like peace. [[Let's go|password]] (set: $PCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

Dang I hate dealing with shit like that too. But over time while dealing with all these work, my anger stopped being a flare to became a rhythm. Anger If it keeps going, it won’t destroy others. It will harden you from the inside. [[Let's go|password]] (set: $DCTSCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

Right... I assume you say you’re used to being alone, like it’s a strength, but you know it wasn’t a choice. You didn’t cut people off when you could, you just stopped trying, and maybe at first it felt like hell, but that silence gets familiar. Admit that you’re not safe in here, being alone doesn’t protect you, it softens you, quiets you, makes you easy to swallow. [[Let's go|password]] (set: $MARETCHCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

(set: $money to 0)You wake up in the body of a child, about 7 years old, not in your body, you are a completely new person. (check your [[money]]?) You only stay mature, thoughtful for about a few seconds after you wake up before forgetting everything, every problem, slowly you become a child again externally and internally Your 6 years old friendis calling you from outside the windows "Hey $playerName, wake up! let's play tag or hide and seek. This time if you win, i'll give you 5 bucks" [[WHAT?!, where did he get that money, does not matter, it's mine now]]

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Now $playerName, imagine this, you are a basketball player, also a drug addict, you only live for the weekends, you take everything as a joke since you don't want to take anything seriously. Don't wanna think too much, just have fun and be playful. [[Let's goooo]]

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(set: $chapter3 to "Chapter 3: The Creature of Obsession") <center><h2>$chapter3</h2></center> <center>17th October, 2024 - Melbourne</center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 3]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Kikuo%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 1; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

(set: $chapter5 to "Chapter 5: The Creature of Anger") <center><h2>$chapter5</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 5]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Deco27%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.5; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

(set: $chapter6 to "Chapter 6: The Creature of Isolation") <center><h2>$chapter6</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 6]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20Maretu%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.5; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

(set: $chapter8 to "Chapter 8: The Creature of Ambiguity") <center><h2>$chapter8</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 8]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20pinochiop%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 1.0; // Max volume document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

Being truely happy again... Aren't you already happy? [[I don't know|Ambiguity route]] [[It doesn’t matter|Regret route]]

Does not matter yeah? The memory kept playing, so it found you in the smallest moments. Do you want a reset? To come back to the past and see what made you form this mindset? You carry the memories quietly like a song only you can hear. [[Let's go|password]] (set: $InamoriCount to 0) <script> if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.currentTime = 0; window.audio.remove(); window.audio = null; } </script>

(set: $chapter7 to "Chapter 7: The Creature of Regret") <center><h2>$chapter7</h2></center> <center>A song you can recognize in milliseconds, playing in your head.</center> <center>[[Continue|Continue 7]]</center> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Hey%20inabakumori%20bpm.mp3'; audio.loop = true; audio.volume = 0.5; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

Now $playerName, you woke up in the body of a young gentleman, you’ve lived your whole life without love. You don’t believe in falling for anyone. To you, people who obsess over love are just foolish. If anything, love only exists for the sake of reproduction. [[I guess I’ll be that person then]]

Now $playerName, you are a single, young lady. You woke up on your bed, still living with your parents tho. But hey, today that is gonna change. You have planned out all your calendars. You have found a job at a bar. [[Let's gooooo]]

You wake up in your bed in the morning after a long gaming day with your blood related brother. You live with your brother, a really close relationship you two have, ride or die. Your bro pissed you off last night because of his dogshit gaming skills tho [[Skill issues runs in the blood?]]

You wake up in your bed in the morning, as usual. But, your room smells funny, the door is open, and you can clearly remember that you closed it yesterday. What do you do? [[Ask roommate]] [[Get out of bed and go check around the house]] [[Stay in bed for a while to see if anyone's in the house besides me]] [[Just go to work already, nothing to worry about]] [[Call the Police]]

Your phone seems weird this morning. [[huh?]]

Are you still alive? [[?]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ (live: 2s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

Passwords' in my music videos

$playerName. Whether this is your real name or not. I'm X or X-entity, as people like to call me Let's run through the stories of some of my most notable victims [[Damn|yes]]

You wake up. Same ceiling. Same light that never turns off. You blink a few times before sitting up. The room is cold You chew a caffeine strip, rinse your mouth, toss the wrapper in the bin. You don’t bother changing out of your uniform. You slept in it again. [[Continue|Dr. Hatdune - Routine]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ (live: 2s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You spend some time looking around the house, nothing is missing. But you can feel the weird, rotten smell of something coming from the entrance doors towards your room. Other rooms in the house remain completely untouched, with no sign of an intruder. [[Weird|Continue 6 (host)]]

You've waited dead in bed for 30 minutes, there's no sign of intruder, you're gonna be late for work! [[Ok, then let's go to work|Just go to work already, nothing to worry about]]

You rush to work, but the streets are way more crowded, noisier than normal. It's like the whole city is out of their houses, moving through the streets. A ton of people are staring at a billboard TV, which is showing some kind of documentary or report instead of the usual annoying skincare ad you see every morning on your way to the office. "They talked about creatures and whatever. Might be a new trending horror movie or scandal," you think. What do you do? [[Stop to check what the hype is about, I am already late anyway]] [[Ignore and just go to the office]]

You called the police, but your call got put into a queue due to too many people calling at the same time. Seems like justice is busy today. [[Wow ok, I'll call later then|Continue 6 (host)]]

You wake up in your bed in the morning, as usual. But your room smells funny, the door is open, and you can clearly remember that you closed it yesterday. What do you do? [[Just go to work already, nothing to worry about]]

Unfortunately, people are talking over the news. Sounds of arguments in the middle of the streets, women crying, men swearing, all drown out the news audio. You can’t just rely on the vague visuals on the billboard to understand what’s happening. "I'll just check the news after work," you think. [[At the office]]

"Can not let these unnecessary trends distract me from my work," you think. A very dedicated character you are. [[At the office]]

Your boss is a disciplined man. He has a lovely wife whom everyone admires. He always arrives early, focused, mature, and calm to the max. He’s the type who would just say "OK," even if he got shot in the foot (which, of course, never happened). An absolute pillar of steadiness. So, today feels strange. For the first time, he does not seem calm. You see him standing near the window, staring down at the street filled with chaos. His hands are behind his back, but they tremble. He doesn’t care that you’re late. In fact, only a few people are in the office right now. What is happening? Is the “trend” really this impactful? [[Ask the boss what's up]] [[Just give him his space, what can I even do in this situation?]]

Your Boss: Oh hey $playerName, thanks for always caring for others. Well... we have no work today, but I thought I would come to the office anyway to look after you guys. [[Yeah, I'm just checking in, is everything okay?]]

You kept on working, just like usual.... But it has been hours, and the hype is still there, people are still arguing on the street down there, the urge to just ask your boss for a break, to go out and ask "what is happening?" is way too big. But still, you think to yourself, "Whatever is happening does not matter, I want that employee of the month title, I'll work like a robot until lunch, then I'll ask what is happening later." [[Let's work till lunch!]]

It's lunch time, now let's take advantage and go ask someone about all this. You are the only person in the office today who actually worked, everyone else seems to have other problems, and you are about to find out. Who should I ask? [[The boss]] [[Your co-worker]] [[Online people]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You approach your boss. ] (if: $step is 2)[ But before you get to say anything. Your boss, all of a sudden, jumps off the building. ] (if: $step is 3)[ ] (if: $step is 4)[ Committing suicide right in front of your eyes? ] (if: $step is 5)[ You stand there, unable to comprehend what just happened. Yet other people in the office clearly don't care about what just happened. ] (if: $step is 6)[ You are once again, alone in this space, the odd one out. ] (if: $step is 7)[ ] (if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Who Should I Ask") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

"Bro, you live under a fucking rock or something. Let me tell you what’s happening." (Your co-worker sits down, looking through you, not at you) "There’s something spreading. It’s not a virus. It's like a curse. And the moment you feel something too deeply, your body doesn’t know what to do with it. So it rewires. Adapts. Becomes something else. Our boss... he probably felt too much." [[Our boss?]]

You tried to get information from every platform you have access to, but every platform is freezing. You can't access YouTube, Instagram, or anything else. They keep appears to be in a loading state. At the end, your phone shuts off. [[Oh, dang it!]]

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"Our boss?, well ok, that shouldn't be your main worry right now. There’s something spreading. It’s not a virus. It's like a curse. And the moment you feel something too deeply, your body doesn’t know what to do with it. So it rewires. Adapts. Becomes something else. Our boss... he probably felt too much." [[I don't understand what is happening?]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You remembered that your roommates moved out months ago. ] (if: $step is 2)[ Too much loneliness you feel in your body ] (if: $step is 3)[  ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "Continue 6 (host)") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ Confused, you look over your boss's table, but he's not there. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The window is wide open. ] (if: $step is 3)[ From the window looking down, a human figure lies down in the midst of street chaos. ] (if: $step is 4)[ Your boss's body lies on the street below, twisted, he's dead. ] (if: $step is 6)[ Yet your co-worker and everyone surrounding the scene don't seem to care ] (if: $step is 7)[ Around the office, no one reacts. Phones ring. Someone prints a document. It's like nothing happened. ] (if: $step is 8)[ You feel something sink inside you. ] (if: $step is 9)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 10)[ (goto: "Your co-worker 3") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

"Maybe he knew what was coming and wanted to go while he still had a name. Don't ask questions, I want to keep my emotions neutral. If I knew that you and other people are all clueless and hopeless like this, I wouldn't come to the office, I would just stay home and plan out how to survive. I'm going home." Your co-worker starts to pack his stuff up a head straight to home. [[What even is happening]]

You are confused. You don't know what's happening. But all of your confusion is cut short by a sudden [[SMS message|Image MARETCH]]

"Really? So you don't know what's happening. The news literally auto-plays on every device this morning. Did you oversleep again? You know what, don't ask questions, I want to keep my emotions neutral. If I knew that you and other people are all clueless and hopeless like this, I wouldn't come to the office; I would just stay home and plan out how to survive. I'm going home."vive. I'm going home." Your co-worker starts to pack his stuff up a head straight to home. [[What even is happening]]

(set: $step to 1) <div style="text-align:center; margin-top: 20px;"> <img src="https://i.imgur.com/m0Ul6Py.png" alt="SMS message" style="max-width: 300px; height: auto; display: inline-block;" > (live: 4s)[ <div style="margin-top: 10px; color: black; font-weight: bold; font-size: 1.1em;"> [[IEBCRO? What the hell is this]] </div> ] </div>

You stand there and think for a little bit "I need more context" you think. Your other co-worker approached with an optimistic voice, he's your favourite person to work with, consequently the only person you actually remember their name [[Tyke Mison|TM passage 1]]: Hey $playerName, I know things feel uncertain right now, but if you heard what they announced this morning, they said that the pandemic has only just begun, and the chances of anyone turning into monsters are extremely low, remember?. That’s why you still see people out on the streets, arguing. If not, they'd act emotionless. [[Can you tell me what they announced this morning? What did I miss]]

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[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 2]]: Yeah so, the world kind of changed. There’s been a pandemic. But not the usual kind. People aren’t just getting sick, they’re turning into creatures based on their strongest emotions. And there's this organization called IEBCRO where they do research on these creatures. They mention that it all started after a black X-shaped thing showed up in the sky. Now music’s banned. Devices can mess with your brain. And if you feel too much of anything, you might not stay human. There's a lot of information, but all you have to know is, Stay emotionally stable. [[Wait what? Creatures? From emotions? My boss just killed himself, and there's a ton of people arguing on the streets, and you’re telling me to stay calm? What the hell is happening?]]

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[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 3]]: If I were you I would not panic like that, trust me, I am confused too, but I think we should trust whatever they said, they seems to be serious and is telling the truth, never in the history of human where the government have to use that automatic force audio anouncements through digital device thing, this is the first time so I assume this pandemic is legit. Just do what they advice, stay calm and emotionally stable. [[Ok, so I only have to stay calm and act emotionless?]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 4]]: Yeah exactly, I think you also have to feel emotionless too, but as they said, the outbreak is still relatively new so the effects are not prominent yet, So today is the day for us to disccuss and kinda talk about the plans, and how are we planning to live from now on, I bet tommorow everything is gonna be so different [[What about our boss?]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 5]]: Stop mentioning him, after the news got announced, there has been multiple cases of people taking their own lives, just get through it man [[How can you tell that this is legit?]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 6]]: Dude, there are literal pictures and videos of people turning into creatures, although today specifically, the effect is not high, but it is there. I walked past a creature this morning, luckily, it did not attack me. But yeah, this is real. Alright, excuse me, I'm gonna go somewhere else to discuss with someone who has a plan, I'm sorry but I have to use every second I have for today, I don't want to be turned into a monster, and certainly I don't want to be harmed by one of them. [[...]]

You are still skeptical about the situation "Ok, stay calm, that's all I need to know." You walk toward the office balcony. Everyone in the office, having made no progress on a survival plan, is leaving to go somewhere else. At the end, there's only you on the office's balcony, looking down at the chaos in the streets. Your vision extends, and you can see a giant butterfly at a distance. The size of that creature is not normal "Not a dream" you thought to yourself [[I see, so today is the "safe day", only if I woke up early, I would've known what the message is about]]

You light up a cigarette, looking down, you see 1 or 2 dead bodies on the streets besides your boss, your reaction to the scene is not the same anymore. You are getting through it, accepting the truth "Well, at least I don't have to work today." Still finding reasons to be positive tho. The internet is still not working, you slowly but surely, delete all of your music apps unconsciously. [[Stay emotionless, I'll find out what will happen tomorrow]]

After all the chaos, you eventually made your way back home, half walking, half stumbling It's 3 pm, you are home, checking your phone every few minutes. Hoping that the internet would work so that you can learn more about the situation. Notifications stayed silent. Socials wouldn’t load. You stared at the screen like it owed you an explanation. You close all doors and [[windows]]. That night, you lay in bed, phone on your chest, eyes wide open in the dark. [[Sleep]] came late. But it came.

<timed 3s> Your eye closed. The room blurs out, with a little bit of alertness left on your body You look at the door to make sure it is closed It is closed You swear to yourself that you will move out tomorrow if the door appears to be open when you wake up </timed> <timed 6s> You are sitting at your class desk again No more office work, those days of endless grinding are all over. You feel young again, being a student. You check your student ID card to make sure, and yes, you are back again. Back to all the homework, breaktimes, summertimes, where everything is just surreal again Time to talk to your friends again!, But then you realize that when you were younger, you had no friends Isolated in your class, sitting alone, sinking into your desk, ignoring all the fun that other classmates had during breaktimes Those sounds are loud, full of youth and happiness, but to your ears, they sound blurry, muted. Are you waiting for the class to end, or are you waiting for some extrovert to come? To break your emotionless patterns? You were sad, you were not emotionless, it's just that the level of isolation is so big, you don't even realize that you are being depressed. Do you feel someone is constantly watching you while you sitting alone at your desk at school, talking behind your back You don't feel it. But there surely are </timed> <timed 9s> Someone's watching </timed> [[Continue|MARETCH ENCOUNTER 1]]

You look through the window, the street is being a little less crowded, people are starting to go home, a few more bodies lie on the street, again no one cares. You see one creature that looks like its head is a sunflower just standing there in the middle of the lanes. A tall humanoid figure, lurking, running away from humans. Too many questions you have on your head, but your energy level ain't gonna allow you to do anything about this anymore. "Let's just see what happens tomorrow," as you closed the [[window|Stay emotionless, I'll find out what will happen tomorrow]].

<timed 2s> Your eyes open slowly, but not fully. The smell isn’t normal. </timed> <timed 5s> Something’s wrong. You can feel it. </timed> <timed 8s> You look at the door with half open eyes. It’s wide open. You *swore* you locked it last night. </timed> <timed 10s> Something is standing there. It’s not moving, just staring at you. It’s shaped like a person, but its face is hollow... long limbs. </timed> <timed 13s> Your brain hits you with a shock. Your heartbeat is loud enough to drown out everything else. “Is this a real creature? Is it looking directly at me?” The figure doesn’t move. It’s waiting for something. </timed> <timed 15s> Luckily, you’re calm enough to keep your eyes half open, but your fingers twitch. No answers come. It’s real. The creature tilts its head. </timed> **What do you do?** *[[Shut your eyes and pretend to be asleep again]]* *[[Jump out of bed and sprint toward the window]]* *[[Keep your eyes in that half open state, relax, pretend to sleep|MARETCH SURVIVAL]]*

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You squeeze your eyes shut. You feel the shift in the air. The floor creaks. </timed> <timed 4s> It knows that you are awake. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 6s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You jump out of bed... You instantly run towards the window (set: $step to 2) ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ The glass bursts. You hit the ground hard. Painful, but you’re outside. Free. For now. (set: $step to 3) ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ You’ve been running. Ten minutes, maybe more. The sky above is still. Cold air presses your skin. You don't hear anything now. Maybe... maybe you’re safe. (set: $step to 4) ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ You’ve been running. Ten minutes, maybe more. The sky above is still. Cold air presses your skin. You don't hear anything now. Maybe... maybe you’re safe. (set: $step to 5) ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ Then you hear it. That silent pressure behind you. It followed. (set: $step to 6) ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ It...followed? IT RUNS TOWARDS YOU (set: $step to 7) ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ AND IT SEEMS TO BE FASTER THAN YOU (set: $step to 8) ] (else-if: $step is 8)[ **What now?** *[[Run into the street crowd far away]]* *[[Hide behind a dumpster nearby and hope it passes]]* ] ]

<timed 1s> You run towards the crowded heart of the city, hoping the creature will leave you alone. Though the distance is far, you don’t stop. The figure stands there. It tilts its head watching you run. </timed> <timed 4s> Then... it steps back. And it disappears. </timed> <timed 7s> You’re alive. The door to your house stands open. You change course, running now towards the nearest police station. </timed> [[Continue|MARETCH SURVIVAL2]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ You crouch behind the dumpster, hands over your mouth. You wait. And wait. The creature runs past you, you feel the winds cutting through, what an incredible speed. Seems like it does not know you are hiding there. (live: 10s)[ (set: $step to 2) [ ... But then... it comes back. Walking slow and calm. IT KNOWS YOU ARE THERE. ] ] ] (if: $step is 2)[ ] (live: 22s)[ (go-to: "Credit") ]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[(if: $step is 1)[You faked sleeping for 3 hours straight. During this time, the creature just stood there in a still position, looking at you. Eventually, when the sun is about the rise, it leaves you alone, leave the door half open.](if: $step is 2)[You faked sleeping for 3 hours straight. During this time, the creature just stood there in a still position, looking at you. Eventually, when the sun is about the rise, it leaves you alone, leave the door half open. In the morning, you ran into the nearest police station to report the monster. ] (if: $step is 3)[ But all of the police officer yells at you. ] (if: $step is 4)[ "Are you stupid?, this is not our job, don't bring trouble to us, the local IEBCRO station is only 2 minutes away, fuck off" ] (if: $step is 5)[ You are a little confused, but you asked for the exact location of the nearest one, which is station number 6, and came there immediately. ] (if: $step is 6)[ ] (if: $step is 7)[ Thinking back, no one believed you. Not even the ones meant to protect. ] (if: $step is 8)[ It feels like that classroom again. A younger you. No one by your side. ] (if: $step is 9)[ You didn’t even realize it, but the Isolation never left. ] (if: $step is 10)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ](if: $step is 11)[ (goto: "IEBCRO1") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

"We don't have work today? Now I want to know what's happening even more," you think. But then your boss's response freezes you instantly. Your Boss: My wife turned into a monster. I know that this pandemic thing is real. I also knew that today is a "safe day"... I just didn't expect my wife to be affected this fast, on such a safe day, they said. [[Your wife turned into a monster? What do you mean?]]

You stand there and think for a little bit. "I need more context." Your other co-worker approaches with an optimistic voice. He's your favorite person to work with, consequently, the only person you actually remember by name. [[Tyke Mison|TM passage 7]]: Let me explain to you, $playerName. I know things feel uncertain right now, but if you heard what they announced this morning, they said the pandemic has only just begun, and the chances of anyone turning into monsters are extremely low, remember? That’s why you still see people out on the streets, arguing. If not, they'd act emotionless. [[Can you tell me what they announced this morning? What did I miss|Can you tell me what they announced this morning? What did I miss2]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 8]]: Yeah, so the world kind of changed. There’s been a pandemic. But not the usual kind. People aren’t just getting sick, they’re turning into creatures based on their strongest emotions. And there's this organization called IEBCRO where they do research on these creatures. They mention that it all started after a black X-shaped thing showed up in the sky. Now music’s banned. Devices can mess with your brain. And if you feel too much of anything, you might not stay human. There's a lot of information, but all you have to know is, Stay emotionally stable. [[Wait what? Creatures? From emotions? There's a ton of people arguing on the streets, and you’re telling me to stay calm? What the hell is happening?|Wait what? Creatures? From emotions? My boss just killed himself, and there's a ton of people arguing on the streets, and you’re telling me to stay calm? What the hell is happening?2]]

Your Boss: If I were you, I would not panic like that. I am confused too. We should trust whatever they said. Never in the history of humans has the government had to use those automatic force audio announcements through digital devices. Just do what they advise: stay calm and emotionally stable. [[Ok, so I only have to stay calm, but what do you mean by your wife turned into a monster?]]

Without a question, your boss shows you the live camera footage in his house. Static flashes. <script> setInterval(() => { const el = document.getElementById("flicker"); if (el) el.style.visibility = (el.style.visibility === "hidden") ? "visible" : "hidden"; }, 500);</script>Then the living room appears. A giant butterfly with a human head floats across the screen, moving too fast. She bumps into the wall, hitting the ceiling. Then she rises again, twitching in place. "That’s my wife," the boss finally says. "After hearing the news this morning, she told me how much she loves me and even if I turned into one of the creatures, she would still love me." You stare at the screen. "I never expected my wife to be turned into one of them." "I can't go back home anymore." The footage glitches for a second. "What do you think this is?" he asks, but not like he expects an answer. [[Keep Watching]] [[Ask when this started]] [[Look away|Keep Watching]]

[[Tyke Mison|TM passage 9]]: After the news got announced, there have been multiple cases of people taking their own lives, just get through it, man. You just have to act emotionally stable, I think you also have to feel emotionless too, but as they said, it's the first day of the pandemic so the effects are not prominent yet. So today is the day for us to discuss and kinda talk about the plans, and how are we planning to live from now on, I bet tomorrow everything is gonna be so different. [[OK...I got it]]

Your Boss: This morning, they announce it as soon as the pandemic started. [[Tyke Mison|TM passage 10]]: After the news got announced, there have been multiple cases of people taking their own lives, just get through it, man. You just have to act emotionally stable, I think you also have to feel emotionless too, but as they said, it's the first day of the pandemic so the effects are not prominent yet. So today is the day for us to discuss and kinda talk about the plans, and how are we planning to live from now on, I bet tomorrow everything is gonna be so different. *a moment of silent* Your Boss: It's great to see all of you here today. There were definitely some people I had hoped to catch in the office, but unfortunately, they couldn’t make it. I’ll see you all tomorrow, the mood will be very different from today. I’m expecting a completely emotionless vibe. [[OK...I got it]]

You are still skeptical about the situation. "Ok, stay calm, that's all I need to know." You walk toward the office balcony. Everyone in the office, having made no progress on a survival plan, is leaving to go somewhere else. At the end, there's only you on the office's balcony, looking down at the chaos in the streets. Your vision extends, and you can see a giant butterfly at a distance. The size of that creature is not normal. "Not a dream," you thought to yourself. [[I see, so today is the "safe day", only if I woke up early, I would've known what the message is fully about]]

After all the chaos, you eventually made your way back home, half walking, half stumbling. It's 3 pm, you are home, checking your phone every few minutes. Hoping that the internet would work so that you can learn more about the situation. Notifications stayed silent. Socials wouldn’t load. You stared at the screen like it owed you an explanation. You close all doors and [[windows|windows2]]. That night, you lay in bed, phone on your chest, eyes wide open in the dark. [[Sleep]] came late. But it came.

You look through the window, the street is being a little less crowded, people are starting to go home, a few dead bodies lie on the street, but no one cares. You see one creature that looks like its head is a sunflower just standing there in the middle of the lanes. A tall humanoid figure, lurking, running away from humans. Too many questions you have on your head, but your energy level ain't gonna allow you to do anything about this anymore. "Let's just see what happens tomorrow," as you closed the [[window|I see, so today is the "safe day", only if I woke up early, I would've known what the message is fully about]].

You ran into the nearest police station to report the monster. But all of the police officers seeing your panic, they offer to give you all the locations of the IEBCRO stations You are a little confused, but you asked for the exact location of the nearest one, which is the "[[IEBCRO]]" station number 6, and came there immediately.

You came to the IEBCRO station, but there's no actual "station" there, it's just a wooden public chair, there's an old man sitting there. Look closer at the old man's hat, you can barely see the "IEBCRO" logo, you sat down. Although there is a lot of confusion and questions. You talked to the old man and reported about the monster, professionally, just like how you would report to a police officer. Old Man: [[Location, ID, and contact details?]]

You provide the old man location of your house, your ID, and contact details. Old Man: Here's the key card and address for [[temporary accommodation]]. Since the creature you just described only hunts at night. Please use this time in the morning and afternoon to collect the necessary items and move to your new accommodation. We will notify you when your home is safe. *You were about to ask some questions after, but then the old man moved closer to you, and put a pistol in your pocket, labeled IEBCRO Glock 19* Old Man: The creature you encountered last night is called MARETCH. It ranks sixth on the scale of humanity threats among the seven known creatures. Protect yourself when you encounter anything not human. Thank you for your co-operation. *The man then walks away, his walking speed is incredible, and he's not even making any footstep sounds* *your phone rings a notification: **IEBCRO station 6 moved to<timed 3s> next location </timed>**, seems like this message is notified for everyone, not just you*

It’s night time. You arrive at the location given by the man. The area is in the jungle, far from any buildings or roads. The entrance is hidden by leaves, branches, and other natural materials. You push through it. Behind the camouflage is a metal door with no handle. In the lower corner, there’s a small card scanner. You swipe the key card. The door unlocks and slowly opens. Inside is a small room, about the size of a bathroom. It contains: One blanket on the floor, a toilet, a sink, awalkie-talkie, some cans of beans, some packets of water. And a [[thick report documentary|thick report documentary1]] left on the floor. There’s no shower, no Wi-Fi, and no other items. The metal door shuts behind you.

I sat down to read the report. To find out that there are 8 creatures that emerge from human transformation. IEBCRO (International Emotion-Based Creatures Research Organization) has all the info about the monsters, their appearance, behaviour, where they came from, pictures, everything... Although this pandemic only started barely yesterday, it is like they have done multiple research on these beings and somehow have years, if not centuries, worth of knowledge about these monsters. *If human emotion goes too extreme, they turn into monsters* "That's why they advise us to be emotionless." When you had enough knowledge to cure your confusions, you flip through the doc, skipping all the reports about other monsters, trying to find [[the exact creature you encountered last night]].

"THERE IT IS" After flipping through endless pages. You found the report section of the creature you met last night. MARETCH is labeled the 3rd most dangerous creature among every creature, with incredibly high physical capabilities, hunts at night, only targets sleeping "overly introverted" or "overly extroverted" individuals, will just stand there, observe, and go away in the morning, only attacks if the target appears to be not sleeping anymore. There's one line on the doc that caught your attention the most: "We've run multiple studies on the creature’s limb. Even when detached, it still alters its durability, becoming dense when shot and flexible when cut. When both attacks happen close together, one area hardens while the other softens, even side by side. The skin adapts before impact, proving each cell senses and controls itself." Your thoughts pop right after reading that sentence: "Then what is the purpose of the gun if the creature can just take the shot?. You found yourself staying in there, finish reading the doc, ALL OF IT, including the doc about other creatures. You are determine to inform people, make survival plans and all that the second you get out of this temporary room. Again, the [[sleep comes later that night.]]

You wake up at midnight again. Someone is knocking at your door. I think to yourself that you might have overslept and didn't hear the walkie-talkie. Impressed by how fast IEBCRO resolves the situation, you can finally open the door, come back to your house while remaining unharmed, and even own a free Glock to save yourself from some of the other creatures if you encounter them. But something feels off. This person knocking at your door is not actually "knocking", he's [[banging at the door]]... Refuses to answer your question of "Whose knock may I ask?"

You hid and waited in a bush to skip through the night. During that time, looking at the sky, you can see a giant moth with glowing wings fly over your head. Now you know that there are different types of creatures Before you notice, it's morning, you come back home to pack all of your stuff into a case. The scene in your house is all a mess. The creature broke down your door, leaving broken items everywhere, and it even smashed your bed and other unrelated items. It must have been pissed. If the monster had not wasted time to break the stuff, it would have outrun you You pack all of your stuff into a case. And move to your [[temporary location]]

You provide the old man location of your house, your ID, and contact details. Old Man: Here's the key card and address for temporary accommodation. Since the creature you just described only hunts at night. Please use this time in the morning and afternoon to collect the necessary items and move to your new accommodation. We will notify you when your home is safe. *You were about to ask some questions after, but then the old man moved closer to you, and put a pistol in your pocket, labeled IEBCRO Glock 19* Old Man: The creature you encountered last night is called MARETCH. It ranks sixth on the scale of humanity threats among the seven known creatures. Protect yourself when you encounter anything not human. Thank you for your co-operation. *The man then walks away, his walking speed is incredible, and he's not even making any footstep sounds* *your phone rings a notification: **IEBCRO station 6 moved to<timed 3s> next location </timed>**, [[seems like this message is notified for everyone, not just you|temporary accommodation1]]*

You come back home to pack all of your stuff into a case. And move to your [[temporary location]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ Now even the most outgoing person you know decided to left you ] (if: $step is 2)[ "Oh that feeling comes again" ] (if: $step is 3)[  ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "....") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 5s)[(if: $step is 1)[ You sat down to read to documentary.... The moment felt nostalgic ] (if: $step is 2)[ Back then, you used to read stories alone, too. Even your parents can't spend a few seconds reading you a story ] (if: $step is 3)[ You learned everything by yourself, not because you were a smart kid. But because no one helped ] (if: $step is 4)[ The feeling never stops, even in your grown up body ] (if: $step is 5)[ (set: $Isolation to $Isolation + 1) (if: $Isolation >= 5)[(goto: "Isolation Transformation")] Isolation Level: $Isolation/5 ] (if: $step is 6)[ (goto: "thick report documentary") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

The breathing sound seems to be familiar. It's the same breathing rhythm. It's breaking down the iron door. The door was not designed to keep me safe. It was designed to keep me in. "The tricked me, IEBCRO tricked me. They left me here to die..." You thought that while the monster is slowly breaking the door down. You feel hopeless, with all of your bravery left. You pull out the Glock. "The gun has 15 rounds in total, [[I'll shoot you beast 14 times]], and if you don't fall. I'LL FUCKING SHOOT MYSELF" you are determine, if you are going to die anyway. You'll die, leaving the creature with a bad meal and taking away what IEBCRO wants from this "experiment."

The creature successfully broke down the top half of the door, sticking its head in. You can finally take a look at what it looks like "It's hollow, hollow head monster!" You raise the gun, point blank, straight and close, aiming at its head. You fire the first bullet. The creature burst into a loud demonic scream You fire the second bullet. But its head became extremely dense and hard. Knocking the bullet away Panic. You shoot the rest of the bullet, its head knocks away all the bullets you shot, into the ceiling, the flour, one bullet even got knocked back right into your knee. But your fear consumes the pain. There's one bullet left. [[Shoot my self]] [[Wait until the monster enters, try to shoot a different spot and run away]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[<timed 1s>With the firearm aimed at yourself The monster is looking at your behaviour </timed> <timed 4s> Become even more hostile, banging, and breaking the door even more violently. Trying to get to you before you end it all. But still, you died a peaceful death, with a quirky smile. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

It only takes a few seconds to break into the room You duck down, aim the gun at its stomach, and fire your last hope. It didn't work. The bullet bounced off... It got knocked back through your cheeks. You scream, not because of pain. You fell on purpose, [[pretending to be dead]] by the bullet. *The creature stops to observe you a little*

It didn't attack you. Seems like they do not consume dead humans It stands there for minutes, maybe it is hoping that you were just pretending You're starting to feel pain from the bullets. But you have to stay still It's working, the faking death is working. [[*There's footstep noises behind the monster*]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ A loud gunshot, not from a pistol, but a sniper sound, smashed through the creature's breathing and the silent environment. ] (if: $step is 2)[ Without moving your neck, you look up. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Just to see the monster, now having a huge, square hole in its body. ] (if: $step is 4)[ The creature was shot by a super weapon that you have never seen before. ] (if: $step is 5)[ It falls down on top of your body. ] (if: $step is 6)[ You, still faking your death, look outside of the room. ] (if: $step is 7)[ Just to see the "old man", in full black suit labeled IEBCRO, aiming the weapon at you and the creature’s body. ] (if: $step is 8)[ "Is he going to shoot me?". ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Credit") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You woke up early in the morning, not because of your alarm but because of a sudden loud automatic audio anoucement from your phone. [[What is this about?]]

After listening to the audio. You realize that this is a global phenomenon that has emerged where extreme human emotions trigger physical transformations into creatures. These entities pose varying threats to public safety. To protect yourself, you need to avoid intense emotions, limit exposure to music, and report any sightings to emergency authorities. Stay indoors at night, travel in groups, and follow official updates. Your cooperation with the organization, IEBCRO (International Emotion-Based Creatures Research Organization), is critical to your survival [[Got it]]

Everything happened so suddenly that you decided to check the news to see if this was real. And yes, after looking through tons of reports, pictures of actual creatures, videos in HD proving that these are real monsters and not animations or CGI, along with images of people killing themselves after hearing the news You finally accepted: [[Okay, this is legit, I'll still go to the office today to hear what my co-workers think.]]

Driving through the street, the sun hasn’t fully risen yet, but the roads are more crowded than ever. You’ve never seen this many people outside let alone this many arguing all at once. It’s a scene you never imagined witnessing, not even on TV You check your phone one more time to be sure, but now every platform is frozen. You can’t access YouTube, Instagram, or anything else, they’re all stuck loading. Even phone calls are slow and glitchy. You assume the overload of people using digital devices today is crashing the system. And you’re right. [[Let's just drive as fast as possible to the office first]], you certainly don't know what else to do, and you also don't want to lose your job in this pandemic for not coming to see office.

You arrived. There's only 3 people in the place, normally there are 22, people in this office don't ever want to be late. Special day today anyways Your Boss looking down thorugh the window near his desk One of your coworkers, usually calm and logical, looks visibly panicked, completely contradicting the reassuring audio message you heard this morning. But yeah, they did say this is just the first day of the curse, so the effects aren't too strong yet. We can still [[discuss]] a plan and get ready to operate tomorrow, which is when the real pandemic begins.

You try to approach them, but one looks too panicked to speak, as if he might snap the moment you touch his shoulder. The other seems too sad, ambiguous, and focused, so much that you decide not to bother him. [[Ok, I'll wait until someone come into the office, then I'll talk to him]]

Time passes. One minute feels like an hour. But this is the office anyway, so you decide to work like there is no pandemic. Still, the noise outside, the voice of the audio plays in your head, and the lingering shock make it impossible to focus. Your laptop is also running super slow today. A perfect cherry on top. You found yourself just sit there, waiting for something to happen After overthinking a bit, you conducted in your head an obvious answer [[Just stay emotionally stable, in other words, don't have emotions then I'll be ok, I will not turn into a monster]]

Good. You now understand how to stay human. "But then you wonder, how do I keep myself safe from the monsters?" Your thoughts are cut off by a familiar sound. Keyboard clicks. It’s your favorite coworker. Always late, but always dedicated. He’s at his desk now, working. That makes four people in the office. [[Why does he look so calm, does he even know what's going on?]]

Being a respectful person you are, you waited until lunch to talk to him After awhile, it's lunch time You stand up to walk to him. But then he [[approach the boss]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ He approach your boss. ] (if: $step is 2)[ But before he get to say anything. Your boss, all of a sudden, jumps off the building. ] (if: $step is 3)[ ] (if: $step is 4)[ Committing suicide right in front of your eyes? ] (if: $step is 5)[ You stand there, comprehending what just happened. "So even your boss committed suicide, just like them" ] (if: $step is 6)[ You calm yourself down, you are getting used to it. ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "TM boss suicide") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Your favourite co-worker looks shocked. It's normal behaviour for sure, but at this point, he should be used to things like this already. Something's telling you that this guy does not know what is happening. He approached the still-panicking co-worker. Asking him what's going on. [[Oh yeah, he sure does not know wtf is going on]]

Panicking co-worker: "Our boss?, well ok, that shouldn't be your main worry right now. There’s something spreading. It's like a curse. And the moment you feel something too deeply, your body doesn’t know what to do with it. So it rewires and adapts. Becomes something else." You stand there, thinking "That is such a bad explanation, this mf is definitely turning into a monster tomorrow with that behaviour" In fact, [[I am surprised that this person is not transforming todayI am supprised that this person is not transforming today]]

Oh, the panic dude is going home, it seems like there are only 2 people in the office now. You slowly walk towards to confused favourite bro. Trying to explain what's happening, he properly overslept again, missing the [[audio message]]

You told him everything he needed to know. Yet he still look confused, asking questions that pisses you off a little You said "Dude, there are literal pictures and videos of people turning into creatures, although today specifically, the effect is not high, but it is there. I walked past a creature this morning, luckily, it did not attack me. But yeah, this is real. Alright, excuse me, I'm gonna go somewhere else to discuss with someone who has a plan, I'm sorry but I have to use every second I have for today, I don't want to be turned into a monster, and certainly I don't want to be harmed by one of them." Then just [[walk off]]

You are going back home after your least productive day, driving through the roads, less crowded than before, more dead people lying down, properly by suicide, or suffercation since this morning the streets where just packed, especially in areas with a clear view of the billboards or TVs, large suffocated bodies are in those area. Poor beings. [[At home]]

You arrive home. Cook up some food, which you forgot to add salt to. Tastes bland. Even in your cozy house, your thoughts wouldn't leave you alone. You kept forcing, reminding yourself, to stay emotionless. You spend the rest of the day planning how to survive if you encounter one of the creatures. Maybe society has to go online calls again in this pandemic. After drafting your survival plans, you go to bed, ready for tomorrow. Feeling a bit bad for going off at your only favourite person in the office. But still, you kept reminding yourself to stay calm, these emotions should never exist [[Let's sleep]]

<timed 3s> Your eye closed. The room blurs out, with a little bit of alertness left on your body You look at the window, it's not fully closed yet. But your body doesn't let you get up to close it. You're tired You swear to yourself that you will text your co-worker tomorrow to say sorry to him </timed> <timed 6s> You are back at your young years again No more office work, those days of endless grinding are all over. You feel powerful, being a boxer, a boxing legend. You look at your belt, the golden worthless belt that you have to trade blood for it, you remembered you threw it away like some kind of trash after your first lost. Abandon your legendary boxing name, to be an ordinary office worker. You used to inspire millions, being known as the perfect form of human with hardwork, but then lose to a nobody. You let millions down, a bad mirror for people to follow. chance your face, wear tight clothes to hide yourself, selfish. Those sounds are loud, full of agression and determinations, you are in the ring again. With the same nobody that defeated you. This is your chance, to take revenge. You have not trained for years. But it does not matter. You want this more. Boxing is your real passion. You are the King of this sport. The strongest human. You can defeat anything... Usually you would feel confident, blood-thristy, but this is not it. The blood-thristy one is not you. Your oponent seems...Tall, and have long limbs?, this is not the same guy you fought in the ring You don't feel it. You don't feel like you are the hunter. </timed> <timed 9s> Someone's watching </timed> [[Continue|MARETCH ENCOUNTER 2]]

<timed 2s> Your eyes open slowly, and fully. You look through the window </timed> <timed 5s> Something’s wrong. You can feel it. </timed> <timed 8s> You see a humanoid figure chasing someone But then it stopped. "The creature, the same creature you see in the news, but why did it stop?" </timed> <timed 10s> It does not even turn its head to look at you. It just stands there, and all of a sudden runs towards you, towards your window </timed> <timed 13s> Your brain hits you with a shock. Your heartbeat is loud enough to drown out everything else. “Is this a real creature? Is it running at me?” You feel it again, it's like all of your skills coming back. REMATCH </timed> <timed 15s> You got into your signature boxing stance, the power in your right hand feels like a lightning-fast sledgehammer The creature Bruce Force, breaking through your windows It’s real. It's inside your room The creature tilts its head. </timed> **What do you do?** *[[Wait for it do make a move and counter]]* *[[Run at him to catch him off guard, give him a combo]]* *[[Run away towards to door, get out and lock the ceature inside, try to escape through the main entrance]]*

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You stand there waiting for something to happen. You think you are ready. It gets closer to you, not to attack, it is trying to hug you. You punched it, kicked it, and even tried to bite it. But nothing works. After all, you are just a former human champion, you were never the strongest warrior on earth, as you have always embodied this role into your life You thought of every mistake you have made in your life. While the creature is slowly consuming you. You died with a quirky smile. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You run at the monster and attack. Its humanoid body is perfect for you to do the combo you have practiced the most in your prime. A living punching bag. But the creature just stands there with no defense, it's just waiting for you to finish. The creature's skin and "meat?" is really soft, the feeling of punching through it is weird, but the excitement in your body cuts everything out. You are just repeating the same combo over and over again. </timed> <timed 4s> And the more you hit it. The more dense, solid, and hard its skin becomes. Till the point that you felt like you were hitting a metal wall. Your hands bled, and you even broke one of your fingers during the process. The excitement slowly turned into fear, that level of adrenaline means nothing. </timed> (live: 50s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You run out of your room, lock the door after you get out. And sprint towards the entrance. Right when you are just getting your hands on the handle. You hear a loud breaking sound, the creature just broke through your door, and is running at you. </timed> <timed 4s> Without turning back, you run outside, but the creature is faster, it is already behind your back. Unfortunately. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

"Ok, you are allowed to hide anywhere in this area to THAT area" Your friend point from your position to a random far away position, obviously you with your kid brain don't understand nothing but still, you're here for the bucks and fun, not for the logic. "But you can't go inside houses! got it" [[I got you]]

Your friend gives you 100 seconds to hide You found a very good place and waited in there for a long time. Eventually, it comes to a point where you only need to stay there for 15 more minutes to get that 5 bucks. But, from only 2 miles away, you see your friend, facing you backwards, seems like you are about to lose. You have two choices. Break the rules and run inside of the house near your current hiding place, since the owner forgot to close the doors Or accept defeat. [[5 bucks aint worth it]] [[Anything for the W]]

You stayed still in your position, waiting for your friend to find you so that you could do your ancient crying technique But to your surprise Your friend did not see you hiding and walked away [[NICE|Safe route]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You run inside the stranger's house ] (if: $step is 2)[ An elderly person sitting in a wheelchair saw you, a stranger, in their home. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Overwhelmed by panic and shock, they suddenly passed away. You were clearly too focused on the game of hide and seek to care. ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "Cheater route") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You wait in the house, looking through the window. Your friend did not even look inside houses...Easy win for you! Minutes later, you and your friend meet at your house "You never won in hide and seek before, did you cheat?" [[no i did not]] [[yes|yess]] [[silent]]

You wait there, wait and wait. Your friend did not even look like they were pretending...Easy win for you! Minutes later, you and your friend meet at your house "You never won in hide and seek before, did you cheat?" [[no i did not]] [[silent]]

"Okay, it is what it is" You receive 5 bucks, the feeling of making [[money|money2]] at this age is beyond awesome (set: $money to 5) [[Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious]]

"You cheated, I knew it!, I'm keeping this money." Your friend runs out of the house, mocks you, and never looks back [[]]

"Oh damn, well...At least you were honest, I'll give you 2" (set: $money to 2) You admitted the cheating for some reason?, should have just lied But hey, you got [[2 bucks|money4]] [[Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious]]

Damn you got "scammed" Wanna check your [[money|money3]] real quick? [[Not Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious|Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious]]

You have $$money [[Back|Continue 4]]

You have $$money [[Back|no i did not]]

You have $$money [[Back|]]

You have $$money [[Back|yess]]

During that summer, you lived in that body for the rest of the summer, nobody knew that you were just another person in the kid's body, their mom did not know they were taking care of a random fully grown person inside their kid's body, your friend never knew that they were playing hide and seek with an adult. Anyways, summer ends. Are you ready for dat school? [[I'm ready bruh]]

School time! You arrived at the class, and the scene feels nostalgic Your teacher decides to let the class be free style for the first class of the semester "Yall allowed to do whatever yall want for the rest of the morning class, in the afternoon we'll be having a group work then that's it." [[Only one task? This is the best class ever!]]

You spent the whole morning hanging out with your friends, talking about how good your summer was... Too much energy you have in your body. You feel like you can play all day. Lunch time comes later, you eat, feel sleepy for a little but then get a sudden energy boost out of nowhere to keep on talking with your friends, typical children's stuff It's afternoon now, ready for the [[group work?]]

Your group has 4 members: you, your best friend, the class genius, and the quiet one. Your task is to each write a short story. All four stories must have completely different themes and twists. The better your stories connect and fit together as a group, the more points your team earns. (you can't look at what your team members are writing during the activity) The higher your team’s points, the more candy your group will receive at the end of the day. [[Light work then]]

You and your team sit down and start writing. The classroom shifts from the most chaotic place on earth to complete silence. Everyone is focused except you. No matter how hard you try to be creative, nothing comes to mind. Your head stays blank. Then you start to overthink. “If my story doesn’t match the others, even if it’s good, I’ll ruin all our hard work. My friend will be disappointed in me... and the class genius? They’ll destroy my reputation.” "But wait, someone is not hard working..." You look to your right just to see the (no talking) member sit there, [[looking at his piece of paper doing nothing]]

You look around the class, everyone is so focused, their head is locked down. Except you, it feels like you are outside of the educational system's control, right? Before you know it, the no-mouth dude in your group starts to ask to go to the toilet. Leaving his piece of paper on the group's desk What you do? [[Look at his paper and see what he wrote]] [[Sabotage his writting, I don't want to be the worst one in the group]] [[Do nothing]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You wait for the perfect moment. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The teacher looks away. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You reach for his paper. ] (if: $step is 4)[ It's completely blank. ] (if: $step is 5)[ Pissed off, you grab a pen and write: ] (if: $step is 6)[ “F*** you, Teacher.” ] (if: $step is 7)[ You place the paper back like nothing happened. ] (if: $step is 8)[ No matter what happens now, you won’t be the worst in the group :D ] (if: $step is 9)[ ] (if: $step is 10)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (if: $step is 11)[ (goto: "Moments later, the activity is over!") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You wait for the perfect moment. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The teacher looks away. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You reach for his paper. ] (if: $step is 4)[ You draw a BIG, clear piece of shit on it. ] (if: $step is 5)[ Everyone only gets one sheet, and the teacher’s out of paper. ] (if: $step is 6)[ No matter what happens now, you won’t be the worst in the group :D ] (if: $step is 7)[ ] (if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Moments later, the activity is over!") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Moments later, the activity is over! You manage to get something out of your paper, not the best, but it's something [[Candy time!|Classroom situation]]

Moments later, the activity is over! You manage to get something out of your paper, not the best, but it's something The no-talking dude is now looking extremely sad in the corner of the class. Your best friend and the class's genius is clowning on him. But let's just ignore that :] [[Candy time!|Classroom situation]]

Class ends, you're going home with your $numberCandy candy, eating while walking home. You see your other classmate walking in the same direction as you, holding one hammer and one lollipop. the person is a weird member of your class, so it doesn't surprise you that they hold random stuff while walking home like this. But then, the classmate chance walking direction all of a sudden. And ask: Do you want my hammer? it's 3 dollars Do you also want my loli? 2 dollars What you do?(if: $money >= 5)[ [[Buy Both]] ](if: $money >= 3)[ [[Buy Hammer]] ](if: $money >= 2)[ [[Buy loli]] ] [[Just leave]]

You left, ignore the weird classmate, and walk straight home. By the time you got home, you had eaten up all the candy you had In the living room, you turn on the TV to burn time, it's a routine of yours, you're always home before your mom and dad, and you have to wait for one of them to arrive home so that they can cook [[you dinner]]

You bought a hammer. Nice, now you can use it to... Well, you'll figure it out, I guess. You eventually reach home, and by that time, you have already eaten up all your candies. In the living room, you turn on the TV to burn time, it's a routine of yours, you're always home before your mom and dad, and you have to wait for one of them to arrive home so that they [[can cook you dinner]]

You bought a lollipop and enjoyed it while going home. The sweets are starting to take over your head, so you decided to save some candy for later instead of eating everything now. Later, you reach home. In the living room, you turn on the TV to burn time, it's a routine of yours, you're always home before your mom and dad, and you have to wait for one of them to arrive home so that they can cook you [[dinner]]

You bought both. Now you have a lollipop to eat while walking home, and you have a hammer now XD for whatever reason By the time you reach home, you have finished the loli already, and still have some candy left for the night. In the living room, you turn on the TV to burn time, it's a routine of yours, you're always home before your mom and dad, and you have to wait for one of them to arrive home so that they can [[cook you dinner]]

Your dad arrives home! But wait, something is not right, he looks...sad, and scared? You look behind him to see a kid, not a normal kid Its body seems to be identical to a human 14 years old, but it does not have eyes, and it has a wide mouth with a stretched-out face, its face is even as long as its whole body. Your dad leads that thing into the house like it's his kid, walks slowly towards you "Please sweetheart, just pretend that it is your sister" - Your dad whisper [[H-Hey sis, how everything going|xscdrvtfbgyunhujm]]

The creature starts to talk in a language you can't understand, you can still see your dad trying to keep a fake smile, he looks even more sad now. Then he walks to the kitchen to prepare dinner as usual [[What is this?]]

*The Creature tilts its head* You feel threatened but the creature's small gesture, you glance at your dad. You see him glancing back at you with horrified eyes, he's trying to tell you to do something, but he can't say it. [[W-What is this movie even about tho?, the twist is not even good]]

The creature stops tilting its head, moves closer, and sits right next to you. Once again, it is speaking this weird language. It is trying to mimic human language! You can feel the tone in all the nonsense the creature is speaking, it's like the tone of a "sister" telling you about her day at school. [[Really, that must have been crazy!]]

"I̸̳̥͔̍́̓͛͝͠ ̸̫̙͖̗̳̫̥̮̌̄̈̿̂͆̍̋͘͜k̶̡͎̘̙̫͚̻̗̞̺̪̺̻̫̻̮̩̖͇̣̯̤̪̥̬͚͐̐̀́́̾̂̔́̐͐̍̚͜͠ͅn̷̢̧̛̬͙̤̝̣͎̬̱̭̪̘͈͓̙̘͚̯̖͉̰̬͇̫͗͛̑́̓͜͠ͅo̴̘̮̖̒̆̽́̍̐̇̾̑̌̃̇̊̏̓̌͑̐̅̈́͗͝ẉ̴̨̢͓̰̮͓͐̍̀͛̓̾ͅ ̶̧̨̛̝̣̻̻͍̲̗͕̲͇͙͓͚̣̫̝̜̪͊̌̀͂͒̋͗͆̍̍̋̆͠ͅr̸̛̞̪͍͒͗̆̈į̴̢̩̘̹̻̙͉̮̩̟̺̯̺͉͕͈̹͉̣͓̳͙̏̓̈́̓͊̓̓̃̄͐̏̐̚̕͜͜͝ͅͅģ̵̡̲̲̠̮͇̬̗̙̰̣͉̦̪̺͙͙̖̼͔̌̒̍̽̅́̚͝ͅͅͅh̵̬͇̭͚̭̝̗̦̺̘̯̳̃̀͗̽̌̅͊̓̓̅͌̓͆͒̅͆̓t̸̨̢̡̨̡͚̬̙̼̥̩͓̥̗̞̤̱̪͈͈̟̭͔̱̘̋̿͐̔̀͑̊̂̏͐͝ͅ?̴͚̖̦̺͎͈̼̺̘̺͕̱̹̳̝̺͓̪͕̠̖̬̦̤͕̞͐̑̂̀̆̍͋̅̋͆̃̇̍̈́́̈́̒̽̊̇͊̏͑̏̚̕̕͠͝͝ͅ" You can feel the tone, just the tone only. Does this creature really think that I am her sibling? and that it is a part of our family now. (I can't take this) Your dad never looked this scared before, you can even see that he's preparing an extra dish of food for the creature. The monster is still talking... Its noise is getting louder and louder and louder. You're starting to wonder, "Why does the creature slowly sound more human every second that passes? is it because of me?" But then, after a while, your dad breaks the uncanny moment. His voice sounds calm and coordinated: "Your mom will be home late for today, so we will have to eat dinner sooner without her. Dinner is very important, you'll need it for school tomorrow!" [[I'm not hungry dad]]

You go to your room, leaving your dad to have dinner with the "thing." You are in your room, thinking: "What is that? What did my dad just bring home? why do I have to act like it is my sister?" After a moment, while you are still not done with your own mind, your dad walks into the room and says: "I have to put the creature to sleep now, just so you know this. You are my real treasure, my one and only kid. I love you, but from now on, the creature is a part of our family. Now you have to act like it is your sister. Otherwise, we'll all be dead." [[...Okay?]]

Your dad leaves the room and closes the door. You are in your bed, thinking of this sudden shift in your life, and everything does not make sense. But then you hear the main doors open...Mom's home You can feel the errie silent in your house until that silent got CUT by a loud scream from your mom?, instictively, you reallize that mom has seen that monster and is [[freaking out]]

Your mom's scream of terror slowly turns into the scream of desperation, in your room. You can hear 3 different sounds: your mom's agonized scream, it's like she's being attacked. Your dad's crying sounds, begging the creature to stop. And of course, [[the creature's weird, random language.]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 6s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ The crying... the screaming... It stopped. (set: $step to 2) ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ But something else remains. The creature’s sounds... (set: $step to 3) ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ They’re getting louder. (set: $step to 4) ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ Louder? (set: $step to 5) ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ It’s moving closer... (set: $step to 6) ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ Closer to your room? (set: $step to 7) ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ **What will you do?** *[[Stand up and wait for the worst]]* *[[Step into the hallway to check]]* ] ]

You quietly open the door, heart pounding. The hallway is empty. Or so you think. It stands at the end, back turned. It slowly turns its head toward you. The mouth stretches wide. Your vision blurs. Your mind locks in place. You feel...Responsible. Forever and unwilling. (link: "...")[(go-to: "Credit")]

You stand up, ready to run, but then your fear changed your mind The footsteps stop right outside your door. You hide under your bed It enters silently. Then... you see two little feet beside your bed. Your body starts shaking. Not from fear... but from something else. You can't stop it. Your head won’t stop moving. It gets worse every second. Then everything snaps. (link: "...")[(go-to: "Credit")]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You slowly reach into your pocket... ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ The creature tilts its head as you unwrap the candy. ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ You offer it with an open palm. ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ It takes the candy gently. ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ Its mouth stretches just slightly. ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ Then... it walks away. ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (else-if: $step is 8)[ You’re safe, you feel safe. ] (else-if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Deep deadly punishment") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Years after that incident, you moved into a new home under foster care. Although being a full-grown adult, the noises back then of the monster, your family screaming, won't leave you alone at night. It has been so usual that you even memorize the creature's tone, voice signature in the back of your head ...You haven't talked to your best friends or any of your classmates after the incident. Today is the day when you and your once best friend from the old times meet up, and talk about life in a [[coffee shop]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You unwrap the candy slowly, trying not to shake. ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ It focuses on your hand. ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ You offer the candy and ready your grip on the hammer. ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ It steps forward and takes it. ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ You swing the hammer at its head... ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ The creature drops down. You take this time to call the police ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ But when you look back at the body, the creature's body is not there. ] (else-if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (else-if: $step is 9)[ After that> You still feel safe. ] (else-if: $step is 10)[ (goto: "Deep deadly punishment") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You grab the hammer and rush to the window. ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ With a loud crack, the glass shatters. ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ You dive through, cutting your arms. ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ But you’re outside. Cold. Breathing. ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ You run into the night. And It doesn’t follow. ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ You made it. Although your parents didn't, you still made it out alive ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "Moments later, the activity is over") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Years after that incident, you moved into a new home under foster care. Although being a full-grown adult, the noises back then of the monster, your family screaming, won't leave you alone at night. It has been so usual that you even memorize the creature's tone, voice signature in the back of your head You have this big notable scar in your arm cause by the time you escape through the window ...You haven't talked to your best friends or any of your classmates after the incident. Today is the day when you and your once best friend from the old times meet up, and talk about life in a [[coffee shop]]

BFF: “So how’s everything been? After that one class activity, the next day you came in and didn’t say a word. Not to me, not to the teacher, not anyone. You looked... messed up. I didn’t want to ask, but I’ve been wondering. What happened that day? What could change you that much overnight?” You: “Yeah... my parents were killed that night. By one of the emotion creatures.” BFF: “Oh... the creatures. Damn. I don’t blame you, though. That was back when the outbreak was still new. No one knew what to do... Which one was it?” You: “The child-like one. With the long-ass head.” BFF: "...The Mocker one?" You: “No, the regular one.” BFF: “Couldn’t you just smack it with a bat or something? I thought those ones were weak, like, as weak as a kid. All they can really do is that shaking thing, right?” You: “Yeah. My dad was trying to hint at me to attack it. Using his eyes, and this little code language we made. He was the host... so as his kid, I was the one who could’ve ended it easily. But I didn’t get the hint. They both died that night. My mom and dad. Partly ‘cause of me.” BFF: “That’s... heavy. But... did you hit it? Or escape?” You: “…” You: “How much was your coffee?” BFF: “Five bucks. Why?” You: “I’m covering it. You saved my life that night... with a stupid game of hide and seek. Let me pay you back today. With a game of [[drink and sleep.]]” BFF: “You’re weird as hell... Alright. I won’t ask anything else.”

After a whole night of party, making up the older times when you and your best friend could have hang around for forever. You both are now hammered, at your house. Drinks everywhere. There are broken glasses of wine bottles on the ground BFF: "Hey, i did not want to mention this at the coffee shop." You: "Hit me." BFF: "You know i have kids right, and i told you that their mom is on a long bussiness trip" You: "Ok" BFF: "I lied bruh, I never had a wife. My kids are not humans. They are just KanaChilds. I bring them home years ago when they were just little stupid, cute little weird language talking small mutated humans you know?. I love them so much, i raise them and raise them and raise them. And now all of a sudden, they look identical to human now. I just made 2 Mocker KanaChild bruh. But I love them so much, I don't wanna tell IEBCRO about this. They know that I love them too." *Your head snaps, the alcohol disapears* You: "WHAT?" BFF: "I told you bruh r u deaf?" You: "You raise not one but two mocker variant of that creature?. AND you did not even inform IEBCRO? Are you dumb?" BFF: "shut up bruh, whosp... I forgot to feed my kids bruh, I'll be back" You: "Right...You know what?...go feed your kids, and bring me with you." *You talked as you move toward the kitchen, your hand slipping into a drawer. The weight of the gun is familiar.* You: [["Let's go"]]

Your guns hold tights. No one, even every single goverment, IEBCRO or G.R.A.V.E. have any ideas what power or abilities does this elder varient have. Maybe they do but they can't inform it publicly somehow. You calm yourself down, while following your best friends car with his drunk ass driving. You thought to yourself. "I'll go there to confirm if he's being drunk or is he actually is having two creature in his house, then I'll report it." You have your location SHARED with every source, social media you know, [[just in case anything happens to you.]]

You arrived at his house, he gets out of the car and stumbles towards the door You're still staying inside your car, looking out. You can't see any sign of monsters in his house. You finally made the hard decision to [[get out of the car to come in.]]

You are inside the house now, your best friend is sticking his head in the fridge. You: "Where's it?" BFF: "Here bruh" Your friend pull out a frozen body of a child out of the fridge. And then put on the ground. BFF: "I'm home honey" *The body twitches. Ice cracks. Color bleeds back into its skin, slow and wrong, like meat thawing in fast-forward. The body slowly gain the color of life again, slowly it becomes normal, unfrozen. The creature opens its eyes.* ???: "Dad!, did you drink again!" ???: "..." ???: [["Who's that?"]]

BFF: "This is my friend, be nice okay?" ???: "Okay" *You can feel the tension, this thing has some kind of threat to your mental right at that moment, your true emotion is panic, traumatized seeing the elder variant of the same creature that killed your parents. But your expression stays blank, not because you are acting. It's like the creature is controlling you, to make you act this way.* *But hey, this one looks a little odd... The face, the neck, and the tone are a little off. Seems like this mocker variant is not mimicking well. Or at least not fully metamorphosed yet. You can tell the slight difference between this thing and a real child if you really pay attention to the details* You: [["Where's the other one?"]]

*Your friend suddenly falls into the kitchen counter, his eyes roll back* ???: "I know you are asking to see my sister." You: "..." ???: "It'd be better for you to just go somewhere else. We are hungry hungry, and sis doesn't like to share food." *You feel terror, a weird kind of terror that can only be felt inside and not expressed. Too much negative emotion in your body right now. "This creature is messing with me!", you think in your head, but can't pull out the gun, your hands don't want to move* **You hear footsteps upstairs** [[RUN OUT OF THE HOUSE]] [[USE THE GUN]] [[STAND STILL]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[<timed 1s> The fear leaves your body like a passing tide </timed> <timed 3s> Your parents stand before you as memories made flesh All the words you never said now spill from your lips </timed> <timed 2s> ... A final moment of peace </timed> <timed 3s> Your neck begins to shake Just a tiny little tremble. </timed> <timed 4s> The creature's laughter in near perfect human tone </timed> (live: 18s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You run as if your whole life depends on it. You reached your car. And start the engine. You glance back into the house to see 2 creatures. The one you were talking to was pointing at you while talking to the other one, the sister? It then turns its head toward you. And you can feel an unsettling, ever-uncanny feeling. This one looks identical to an actual child, no imperfections. A fully developed mocker variant. Somehow, you feel like you have encountered this creature before. It kinda acts like the same one who killed your parents back then. *You get back to reality instantly*, [[Twist the keys and drive away.]]

After driving for a long time, you stop in a hotel, and you could not bring yourself to go near your house. You got the live footage, and you have your friend's location. You called IEBCRO. ???: "Sorry, we can't resolve this problem, since there's no actual way to know whether or not the family holds 2 normal children or two mocker variants." You: "I have the footage to prove that they are actual monsters. It was even live." *You check your phone to see if you can send the footage over. But the footage is just black?, no sounds, no nothing?* ???: "Sorry, we cannot resolve your problem. We refuse any form of proof or info about the mocker variants. Have a nice day and please stay safe." *Hungs up* At that same time, you receive a message from your best friend. BFF: "Go to <timed 3s> mocker location </timed> we need to talk" [[Go there]] [[Ask for more context]] [[Ignore]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[<timed 1s> You reach to your gun, but something stops you, you can't move </timed> <timed 3s> Your parents stand before you as memories made flesh All the words you never said now spill from your lips </timed> <timed 2s> ... A final moment of peace </timed> <timed 3s> Your neck begins to shake Just a tiny little tremble. </timed> <timed 4s> The creature's laughter in near perfect human tone </timed> (live: 18s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You arrived at the location, but the person waiting there is not your friend. It's the elder variant, the "older sister" one from your friend's house You arrived already, it is too late to go back, so the only option is to [[confront it]]

You asked "What for?" Then your friend just blocks you. What now? [[Go there]] [[Ignore]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[<timed 1s> You ignored the message </timed> <timed 3s> That night you feel a bit shaky </timed> <timed 2s> A final moment of peace </timed><timed 3s> Your neck begins to shake more (live: 18s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

???: "I am not sorry for killing your mom and dad, they deserve to die anyway. Who would scream and act scared like that when seeing me?, I'm just a kid" *Your body filled with anger, but also fear. You can't speak* ???: "It's funny because you humans are born with a family, while I have to find them. Your parents love you unconditionally, while I have to live in their head for years just for a little bit of not-so-real love." You: "..." (Can't talk) ???: "I just wanted to be a part...Do you want me dead, human?" What to say? [[Yes]] [[No]] [[Silent]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You said yes. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The creature's head twitches. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Then it begins shaking. VIOLENTLY. ] (if: $step is 4)[ A sickening SNAP travels through the room. ] (if: $step is 5)[ Your lifelong desire fulfilled before your eyes. ] (if: $step is 6)[ That strange warmth spreading through your body... ] (if: $step is 7)[ ] (if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Desire to $Desire + 1) (if: $Desire >= 5)[(goto: "Desire Transformation")] Desire Level: $Desire/5 ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Aftermath") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You said no. (That's a lie) ???: "Right, so you valued your life more than what you lived for." You: "..." ???: "Meaningless" The creature [[walks away]]

You stayed silent, but the creature won't let it slide, it can stand here all day. Both don't talk, you don't even look at its eyes. Wanna break the silent? Do you want it dead? [[Yes]] [[No]]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You look at its dead body </timed> <timed 3s> Your life's purpose now complete </timed> <timed 2s> The gun feels heavy in your hand </timed> <timed 3s> A single shot is all it takes to end it all. </timed> (live: 18s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You watch it walk away, so gracefully </timed> <timed 3s> The gun feels alive in your pocket, this is your only chance </timed> <timed 2s> The shot rings out, point blank to its skull </timed> <timed 3s> It doesn't even flinch. Just keeps walking... </timed> <timed 4s> Your head begins to shake violently </timed> (live: 20s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

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In the morning, you go to a beauty salon to make yourself look GOOD... Can't let the dudes in the bar down right? Although your job is just to bring drinks to people, you expect to dance at some point. So after, you go home to practice some sick dance move. The place you got the job from suggests you bring your own outfit, or you would have to pay extra for the uniform... (weird) What you wear? [[The goth outfit]] [[Your old school uniform]] (yeah, that's all the options, pick one)

Dang you look GOOD! [[Ok, I'm going to the bar]]

Interesting [[Ok, I'm going to the bar]]

You have arrived! The bar seems odd, it is the basement of a normal restaurant. Obviously nobody in their right mind would open a bar in this "non-marketable" place where you have to enter a restaurant to find it! It's weird...But anyways The music is way too loud. You can barely think. You're standing near the bar, dressed in your outfit. It's tight, feels uncomfortable. You know your job is to take drinks from the bar and bring them to the tables. That’s it. But no one really explained how. You don’t know which tables are which. There are no numbers, no map, and the lights are low. Everything feels crowded and chaotic, people laughing, *moaning*, shouting, waving their hands to get someone’s attention. A bartender places 3 drinks on a tray and gives you a quick nod. You assume they’re meant for someone, but who? You weren’t told. Do you just [[take the tray and hope you figure it out?]] Do you [[ask?]] Do you [[wait around and risk]] looking like you’re doing nothing?

You take the tray, and stand in the middle of the counter. Have no idea what to do, you look at the cups, and deep through the perfectly clear, expensive cups, you can barely see number "3", showing up on the bottom of a cup. You scan for table 3 The numbers are labeled on the walls right on top of the tables. Right when you decide to move the tray to the table. A bunny girl snaps the tray out of your hands and runs towards table 3. She placed the tray down and sat on the men's laps, this is the first time you have ever seen this...[[weird bar]]

You ask the bartender which table to bring this to "Look at the cups". You look closely at the perfectly clear, expensive cups to see the number "3", barely showing up on the bottom of a cup. You pick of the tray full of drinks, and then scan for table 3 The numbers are labeled on the walls right on top of the tables. Right when you decide to move the tray to the table. A bunny girl snaps the tray out of your hands and runs towards table 3. She placed the tray down and sat on the men's laps, this is the first time you have ever seen this...[[weird bar]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[(if: $step is 1)[ You stand there and just wait. ] (if: $step is 2)[ A really handsome guy at a random table caught your eye. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You look at him for a little, then later he also pays attention to your glance. ] (if: $step is 4)[ He points at the tray full of drinks, then at you, and gestures for you to bring it to his table. ] (if: $step is 5)[ You feel something on your body. ] (if: $step is 6)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")] Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "weird bar 2") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

A handsome man approach you and ask you some personal questions. "Have you ever watched someone sleep?" [[TF?]] [[Yes|yetsdf]] [[No absolutely not]] [[Fuck off]]

Normally, with your jobless ego, you wouldn't budge, but this man is so magnetic. You carry the tray toward his table. He doesn't take his eyes off you, not once. You place the tray down. He leans in slightly. “You felt it too, didn’t you?” he says, voice calm. The room doesn’t feel like a bar anymore. It feels staged, unreal. People are still talking, but none of the words are real. The woman that sitting with him appears to be jealous, he drags the woman out of the chair to make space for you. "Fuck off bitch" He gestures to the seat across from him. “Sit here beauty” [[...|........]]

"I am not joking, answer the question if you want" Something about this person is so attractive, although weird, that you still decided to answer. [[No absolutely not]] [[Yes, my mom and my bigger brother]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> The man pulls out a knife. </timed> <timed 3s> Too fast for you to even react. </timed> <timed 6s> Everything fades to black. </timed> (live: 12s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You sat down, but before you knew, It has already been hours. You are still sitting there, the man has already offered you tens of drinks already. How many drinks specifically? Can't tell. Wait...The work, you have to get back to your job! You stand up fast, but the man holds your hand and drags you back down. [[The force is too much]]

"Yub, I can tell" You are about to make an excuse to get out of the situation. But then the man followed up with: "We are made for each other" [[Continue|........]]

You try to pull back. A smile stretches across his face, too calm for the force he's using. “You’re not done yet,” he says softly. “Don’t be rude.” His voice is sugar. To be honest you are way to drunk now. The music in the background is slower than it should be. You glance at the clock. The man offer you to [[go out of the bar]] with him

"Hmmmm, right, I can tell" You are about to make an excuse to get out of the situation. But then the man followed up with: "We are made for each other" [[Continue|........]]

"What a waste of my time then. But I do like your look, would you like to have a drink?" (This guy, tf?), But looking at the menu of the bar, you can see that even the cheapest drink costs over $300 - (Might as well reward myself with a drink for doing absolutely nothing) [[Sure, rich boy!]]

He smiles. “I like people who know their worth.” The drink tastes like nothing you’ve had before. Cold, sweet, light, but deep enough to make your throat burn. You look over again at the menu. That drink? $1,280. [[He notices your stare. “Don’t worry. I cover the ones I like.”]]

It has already been hours. You are still sitting there, the man has already offered you tens of drinks already. How many drinks specifically? Can't tell. Wait...The work, you have to get back to your job! You stand up fast, but the man holds your hand and drags you back down. [[The force is too much]]

Outside, the air bites cooler than you expected. He takes off his coat and puts it around your shoulders without asking. “You're freezing,” he says. He leads you down a quiet street. “I don’t take people out like this,” he says with a low voice. You glance at him. He’s looking forward, not at you. But his hand finds yours. You don’t pull away. It’s warm and safe here, next to him. You’re not sure what to say. So you say [[nothing]] you said something. Telling the man that [[he's just weird and that you are going home]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ His coat still wraps around your shoulders. His scent lingers in it. ] (if: $step is 2)[ You walk beside him, your hands brush once. Then again. You don't move away. ] (if: $step is 3)[ “You’re not like the others,” he says. “You’re interesting.” ] (if: $step is 4)[ You smile. You shouldn’t, but you do. ] (if: $step is 5)[ The street feels really quieter. ] (if: $step is 6)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")] Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "Trust Scene 2") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You end up at a quiet rooftop restaurant. One of those hidden places no one ever talks about but everyone dreams of finding. He orders without looking at the menu. Somehow, it’s exactly what you like. You laugh more than you should. He listens like everything you say matters. And when he speaks, it’s not just smooth, it’s precise. He just leans closer and says, “You’re not like the others.” Then he pulls back. Like it’s enough for him just to look at you. You feel warm in a way you haven’t in years. He tells you little things, his favorite childhood smell, his first heartbreak, the way he sees people like books no one bothers to read. And then he looks at you. “You’re rare,” he says. “And I won't let anyone convince you otherwise.” You [[nod]]

After saying that, you walked out of the bar and left the job. And go back to your house [[Nice|After Job Loss]] Before you know, it's night time.

You don’t remember going home, but here you are. The lights are off. His hands are gentle, steady, guiding you like he’s done it before. Your door clicks shut behind you. Not slammed, it clicked. Soft. Controlled. “Goodnight, sweet heart” he says. Then he leaves you alone. You sit on the edge of the bed. Can't bring yourself to lay down, still thinking about him. “I want you to rest well” he texted you. You try to respond, but your thoughts doesn’t come out right. Maybe you’re just too tired. Maybe it’s the drink. Maybe it’s him. You lie down. You feel his presence still near. Sitting in your room. Watching over you. Protection. Possession. [[But wait, the shift?]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ Your phone buzzes. A message from the bar. ] (if: $step is 2)[ "We noticed your lack of performance lately. You're no longer scheduled." ] (if: $step is 3)[ You stare at the screen. ] (if: $step is 4)[ Your fingers tremble. ] (if: $step is 5)[ He texts. "I got you." ] (if: $step is 6)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")] Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "After Job Loss") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

<timed 2s> Your room is still. </timed> <timed 5s> The curtains move slightly but there’s no wind. </timed> <timed 8s> You glance at the window. Something’s outside. </timed> <timed 10s> A huge black figure. Glowing cyan wings. A red split down its chest. A giant humanoid moth </timed> <timed 13s> It doesn’t move. Just hovers, waiting, inches from the glass. </timed> <timed 16s> Your thoughts get louder. His voice rings inside your skull. </timed> <timed 19s> It is watching you. </timed> **What do you do?** *[[Let it look. You don’t move. You feel… seen.|KiMoth Obsession +1]]* *[[Tear the curtain down. Scream. Run.|KiMoth Death]]* *[[Close your eyes. Breathe slowly. Stay still.|KiMoth Survival]]*

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You let it look. Then you let it in. ] (if: $step is 2)[ Then you let it in. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Your heartbeat slows down and you feel warm and wanted. It left you alone. ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")] Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "Morning After Encounter") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[<timed 2s> You rip the curtains down, gasping. Screaming. Light floods the room. </timed> <timed 5s> The KiMoth splits open. Tentacles pour out like smoke. </timed> <timed 8s> You don’t feel pain. You just feel pulled gently until everything goes quiet. </timed> <timed 11s> You’re inside something now. Dissolving. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[<timed 2s> You close your eyes. Focus on your breathing. </timed> <timed 5s> Inhale. Exhale. Stay still. </timed> <timed 8s> A faint scrape. The sound of something peeling away from glass. </timed> <timed 11s> Then silence. It’s gone. </timed> (live: 11s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Morning After Encounter") ] ]

You stayed awake for the whole night. You tell yourself it was a dream. Still, your hands shake as you dress up, you are going to a cafe to kinda think about everything that happened yesterday. A coffee sits infront of you. You are still worring about jobs and stuffs. But he's there, the handsome guy, is sitting across you. "When did he get here?" “You look pale,” he says, brushing your hair gently behind your ear. he sit down and ask why is the mood. You try to explain monster encounter, what you saw, what you felt, what you think you saw. The eye. The wings. He doesn't flinch. He listens like it matters. (He looks kinda scared, like trauma). When you're finished, he takes your hand. His thumb strokes the top gently. You nod. You're not sure if you believe him. But you [[want to]]

You’re still holding the coffee. It’s warm, but your fingers are cold. He watches you in silence for a while. Then: “You don’t need that job,” he says. “If you come, stay with me… I’ll cover everything. No pressure, and don't expect more or less." You stare at him. This is something you’ve needed for a long time. He just waits for the answer And deep down, you already know your answer [[No thanks weirdo]]

Now, he looks really angry. But his voice was still soft. "I bet you will", then he walks away out of the coffee shop. He even left a few bucks on the table. Indicating that he covered your coffee. After a while, you've made your decision. [[I'll find another job tommorrow, let's pretend that the monster encounter never happened]]

You get up from the café table. You’ll find another job tomorrow. Restart everything. That’s the plan. But your thoughts won’t let go. The way he looked at you. The glowing eye of that Moth. You try to distract yourself. Phone. Old messages. Clean your room. Walk aimlessly. None of it helps. By sundown, your head buzzes. Everything feels off. Like you’re waiting for something. Then it happens. You stop walking. You weren’t going anywhere anyway. You don’t even remember deciding. But your feet are turning on their own. Down a street you’ve never seen before. Toward the train station you have never been before. Toward something pulling at your chest like a hook. And then you’re there. The house. His house. He’s outside, waiting. How did you know where to go? Why did you come here? And Why is he looking at you like he expected this? [[What is this]]

You can't control your legs, something is moving your legs, it's not like you are resisting it. You can't control it, your legs feels confortable out of your control. It is moving inside his house, walk pass him into the basement. Your hear [[something]]

<timed 1s> You see </timed> <timed 3s> A giant Moth? </timed> <timed 5s> Not the same as before. This one has two wings. The last one had four. </timed> <timed 8s> This one feels like a dream. The one feels like a scream. </timed> <timed 11s> That one hunted. This one watches. And smiles. </timed> <timed 14s> Your limbs does not obeys. </timed> <timed 17s> You are not in control. Your body is a shell. </timed> <timed 20s> And yet you feel relaxed in your non-controlable body. *Why?* </timed> <timed 23s> Your mind is screaming, </timed> <timed 26s> You are fully awake. But your body don't listen </timed> <timed 28s> [[no control.]] </timed>

You walked into the other corner of the basement. You can see dark-red stains all over the flour, that's actual dried-out human blood. While you still cannot comprehend what is happening, you tried tied yourself to a table, still, no control. The Moth expands its tentacles through its belly to help you secure your body on the table [[Disgusting]]

The man walks in... Closes the basement door "This is my god, can you see the beauty on her" [["This monster, his god?"]]

"I'll only take a little inside, I won't kill you now, since I really do like you a lot. Unfortunate" he says. "..." "I find people, my god attracts them, I play with your body, my god eats it" [[You bastard]]

He pulls out a knife and starts to cut your skin, starting from your legs. You scream in pain. The room sounds mono, like everything is so hyper close...so the basement is soundproof. The creature flies around the room, around you and the bed like it is doing a ritual, or maybe it is just mocking you. while the guy is still skinning your legs, this fucker don't skin in a precise experienced way, he's doing it like a moron, cutting the skin with a little of your meat each cut. The pain is unmeasureable. [[AAAAAGGHHH]]

<timed 1s> Ah, yes, now you gain back your body. You can control it again. Does it really matter... </timed> <timed 4s> This person messed up your legs, not artistic at all. </timed> <timed 7s> You started to remember the way your mom used to embrace your beautiful skin. "Who has the smoothest, most beautiful, priceless two little legs. That's my girl" - Your mom when you were a little kid. </timed> <timed 11s> "I'm sorry, Mom, it's all ugly now. I'm so sorry." </timed> <timed 14s> But just a few days ago, "You are such a useless person, why can't you find a job or do something beneficial at this age?" - Your mom crying over your uselessness </timed> <timed 18s> [[I'm so sorry, mom]] </timed>

For the next 5 hours, this guy spent to skin you, till the point where you body adapts to the pain, it's something normal now. You can't open your eyes clearly anymore. You glance down... Your body is a mess. Your whole body. How much blood is pouring out...how much. You can see your bone sticking out a little. And the guy is feeding meat from your body to "his god",apearently it's this giant moth monster. You [[faint out]] without even noticing.

(set: $step to 1) (live: 6s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ When you wake up, you feel dizzy. (set: $step to 2) ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ Glancing down again, you can see that your whole body is covered with bandages. (set: $step to 3) ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ The monster is still there. Seems like it does not know you are awake yet. (set: $step to 4) ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ You try to move your body slight. But then the pain hits (set: $step to 5) ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ "AGGGGHHHHHH" (set: $step to 6) ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ THE MONSTER NOTICES, RELEASE TENTACLES FROM IT'S BELLY. (set: $step to 7) ] (else-if: $step is 7)[ AND (set: $step to 8) ] (else-if: $step is 8)[ free you? (set: $step to 9) ] (else-if: $step is 9)[ then it gives you a knife, the same [[knife]] he used to torture your body. ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ It shoots something at your face, too fast for you to dodge. ] (if: $step is 2)[ Suddenly, your weak body has this weird energy, this weird temptation, this weird motivation. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You want to do something, and you can. You feel so fast and strong. Like your body has never been tortured. ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1) (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")] Obsession Level: $Obsession/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "Next thing") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

The monster flies out of the basement, and you follow it holding the knife tightly. The creature leads you to his room, you are now in his room, watching him sleeping, holding the knife tightly.. What you do? [[Fuck it, just get out of the place]] [[It's time to take revenge]]

(set: $password to (prompt: "Code?", "")) (set: $Count to $Count + 1) (set: $pass to (lowercase: $password)) (if: $pass is "yjeslz" or $pass is "smvij cqabhi")[(goto: "Obsession: KiMoth")] (if: $pass is "jcvwztgc")[(goto: "Love: Yoasofly")] (if: $pass is "czkgkfzjij")[(goto: "Playfulness: NokiFlower")] (if: $pass is "nefitllpv" or $pass is "psusvv nefitllpv")[(goto: "Desire: KanaChild")] (if: $pass is "dpzw dufnvfoz" or $pass is "eyjii dpzw dufnvfoz")[(goto: "Anger: DCTS Mushroom")] (if: $pass is "usfptvp")[(goto: "Isolation: MARETCH")] (if: $pass is "zrgdskz")[(goto: "Regret: Inamori")] (if: $pass is "p'zpkn")[(goto: "Ambiguity: P'noch")] (else-if: $Count < 22)[(goto: "password")] (else:)[(goto: "Blank")]

You run down stairs, but once again, you can't control your body. Why? Why are you walking towards the creature, Why is it's belly so big? (link: "...")[(go-to: "Credit")]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You stab into his leg. He jerks awake, choking on his scream. ] (else-if: $step is 2)[ You drag the knife across his belly. Not clean. Not deep. Just enough. ] (else-if: $step is 3)[ He claws at you, but he’s too slow. You cut off two fingers. Toss them on the floor. ] (else-if: $step is 4)[ You stab into his cheek. Twist. Pull it out slow. ] (else-if: $step is 5)[ Obsession Level: (set: $Obsession to $Obsession + 1)$Obsession/5 ] (else-if: $step is 6)[ (if: $Obsession >= 5)[(goto: "Obsession Transformation")][(goto: "After Revenge")] ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 2s> You drop the knife, his body doesn't move anymore. You can't feel your legs. </timed> <timed 5s> The KiMoth hovers above you. It watches in total silence. </timed> <timed 8s> You hold the knife tight. Right. </timed> <timed 11s> It descends. You see red tendrils. Long. Gentle. </timed> <timed 14s> You decides to end it all before it ends you. </timed> (live: 22s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

Breakfast is two boiled eggs. You don’t salt them. You don’t even taste them anymore. You sit in silence. The lights hum. Somewhere in the walls, the ventilation ticks like a soft metronome. Your wall screen flashes red. [[Check the message|Dr. Hatdune - Assignment Message]]

Message received. "We’ve got an experiment that needs you to take part in. Subject is under high Elder KiMoth exposure risk. Observation begins immediately. Pack minimum. Monitoring window. No contact with outside personnel." You read it once. Then again, slower. The name isn’t signed. Of course it isn’t. You finish your eggs. You put on your coat. You open the door. [[Begin the assignment|Dr. Hatdune - Arrival at Containment Room]]

gents pass through, but never linger. You start walking. Eventually you reach the containment room in the mddle of the jungle. This shit is hidden, like HIDDEN. Inside there's one small control room for you, a big window that is holding something from the other side to get out... It's... [[A little boy?]]

A 14 years old boy named Brandenn Bremmer. Looks completely normal, is in the other side of the window, of the containment chamber. They said that this kid is an unfortunate victim of an Elder KiMoth. [[How sad]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ (live: 2s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

It has been a day, I managed him. He appears to be normal, no signs of Elder KiMoths Also no sign of resisting or anything that can be hinted towards the Elder variant from the boy by any means. [[Let's keep monitoring him for a few more days, before I inform the higher up that this boy is normal and there are no Elder KiMoth]]

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So it has been day 2... The kid seems to be way quieter than normal, this is a sign of an Elder KiMoth's victim So he's actually infected. Now there are two things that could happen. The Moth would come here itself to look at it's infected human, in that case, you have to fight back. [[Or, the kid would go crazy and do something self-harming]]

It's day 3, the experiment is over. The kid committed suicide overnight He bag his head into the wall. What next? [[Leave and Inform the higher up|Leavee]] [[Inform the higher up and then leave]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ The room smells like the boy’s blood. You take one last look at the dent in the wall. You leave. You press the button on your communicator. Line connects. No one responds. All silence? (live: 11s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ You open your notebook. “Subject 14 confirmed deceased. No signs of Elder KiMoth appearance. No breach. Final stats logged.” You speak clearly. Calm. Just like they taught you. You press SEND. Message failed. No signal. Not even static. You turn around. Something moved. (live: 11s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You live alone, your parents rent a room in an apartment for you since they can't handle your bullshit anymore. Bright morning, you were in a deep sleep, dreaming (thinking about your crush while listening to dubstep music on the bus), but then suddenly you got woke up by a loud sound. "The school basketball match is today, WAKE UP" [[Bro damn, what?]]

And then it hit you. It's already 1 PM, the match starts in 20 minutes. And you are still in bed Your best friend is banging at your door: "Dude, come on, WAKE UPPPPP" You rush to put on your clothes and then rush downstairs. Meet up with your friend, say sorry and hop on his bike. [[I can't miss the match that I have trained 2 whole months for like this!]]

You and your friend drift through the streets, blowing past red lights and dodging cars. Horns blare behind you, but it all feels like a scene out of a movie. You're a bit scared, anxious about missing the match, but damn, it’s a hell of a lot of fun. [[Hell yeah]]

The bike is moving so fast, you feel like you can snap a phone out of someone's hand, and that person would never be able to catch up In fact, you see a person on a call, having their phone in the perfect position for a quick steal. What you do? [[STEAL]] [[Nah ignore it]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You swerve closer. ] (if: $step is 2)[ With one smooth move, the phone leaves their hand and lands in yours. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You keep riding, the wind laughing for you. ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Playfulness to $Playfulness + 1) (if: $Playfulness >= 5)[(goto: "Playfulness Transformation")] Playfulness Level: $Playfulness/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "your mind") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You ride past them without a second glance. There are more important things on [[your mind]]

You arrived, everyone in your team looking at you angry af. The match is 5 minutes in. One of your teammates: "Yo, they're here, FINALLY." You and your guy hop off the bike and join in the match [[immediately]]

The moment you get it, everything changes. Your team is starting to flip the table, turning something that can be considered an unavoidable loss into a hope of a unanimous victory. You wish you had come just a little earlier. Because even after all that, your team still lost [[Still]]

Your team has a different match next week. One of your teammates: "Dude, we can't win this, we lose to a team worse than the other team, yeah, although you did come 5 minutes late, I don't think this is possible." You told him that the team should practice full-time before the next match starts, can't afford to lose again. "Nah man, tell your friend to practice more bro, she was also quite shit on the team, ngl she's kinda on the same level as the substitute players" [[Alrighttttt]]

So you meet up with your best friend for some practice the next day. At the empty basketball court. Super early morning. The sun had not even come up yet. Your friend: "Why did you get me here so soon?" [[I'll help you practice your skills, cause to be honest you suck]]

Hell nah bro, I'm not that bad [[You are the worst player on the team|Still you are suck]] [[Still we have to train|Training]] [[Still you are suck]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You push her slightly ] (if: $step is 2)[ She rolls his eyes, trying to hide the smile. ] (if: $step is 3)[ "You’re lucky I’m not as petty as you" ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Playfulness to $Playfulness + 1) (if: $Playfulness >= 5)[(goto: "Playfulness Transformation")] Playfulness Level: $Playfulness/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "Training") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Empty court, the two of you spend hours training. At first, it was tactical, you try to fix each and every single mistake she often make. Step by step him and you got better, noticably. "Why don't we practice more often" Then later, it turns into pure fun, the word "training" in your head goes away, now you and him are just doing whatever in the court. Just like the [[old times]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ The sound of sneakers scraping the court. You both laugh like kids again. ] (if: $step is 2)[ He messes up a shot. ] (if: $step is 3)[ It's not practice anymore. Smiling under the sun. ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Playfulness to $Playfulness + 1) (if: $Playfulness >= 5)[(goto: "Playfulness Transformation")] Playfulness Level: $Playfulness/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ But then he stops. ] (if: $step is 6)[ Eyes wide. Body shaking. A sunflower blooming where a face used to be. ] (if: $step is 7)[ What is happening? ] (if: $step is 8)[ He stares at the sun. And never looks away. ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "after the court") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

She just stands there, not moving. Still holding that weird smile. You wave your hand in front of her face. Nothing. Her legs start sinking into the court floor, like the ground’s swallowing him or something. "Bro?" She doesn't answer. [[Try shaking her]]

You grab her shoulders and shake her hard. Her body’s cold. Not freezing, but not normal either. Like plastic left out too long. Her skin has a weird texture now. Not rough, not soft. Just... dry. You see tiny yellow veins under her neck. There’s dirt on her ankles. Her feet aren't feet anymore, they're roots. Her head? It’s turning. Slowly. Always toward the sun. No matter where you move, her head keeps facing the sun’s direction. It’s like she's tracking it automatically. You step back. She’s still smiling. Then you hear it. A faint, quiet laugh. Like she’s watching something funny in her head. She’s not human anymore. [[Call the school|Call School]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ (live: 2s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You call the school from your phone. They pick up, finally, and you try to explain. You say your friend stopped moving. She’s not talking. Something’s wrong. They ask if it’s a prank. You swear it’s not. You tell them his body’s changing, his feet are in the ground. Like she’s not blinking anymore. After a pause, they say someone will come check. ... ... By evening, she's still in the same position, smiling, looking up at the sky. You walk home alone. There’s some news about it. The next day, she’s not at school. His name isn’t on the class roll anymore. No one brings her up again. You still owe IEBCRO a letter [[Write letter]]

At home. You sit at your desk, holding the pen still. It’s been weeks. You still haven’t talked about it. Not really. The doctors said writing things down might help. You don’t believe them. But you start writing anyway. "Dear IEBCRO and █████’s family..." The words come out slowly. Hesitant at first. Then shaky. Then fast, as if your hand wants to outrun your head. You pause after every sentence. You cross some words out, but keep most of them. You try to explain it without sounding insane. You try to remember everything. You try not to cry. When you're done. Wait... [[Show the letter|Kasane Letter Image]]

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(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You fold the letter again. It sits there, sealed, unread. ] (if: $step is 2)[ You look at your reflection in the window. ] (if: $step is 3)[ And just for a second, just once, you remember the last thing she said. ] (if: $step is 4)[ “If I score again, you owe me milk tea.” ] (if: $step is 5)[ (set: $Playfulness to $Playfulness + 1) (if: $Playfulness >= 5)[(goto: "Playfulness Transformation")] Playfulness Level: $Playfulness/5 ] (if: $step is 6)[ You smile without meaning to. And then it’s gone. ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "Back to routine") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You remember the match is still happening. Without her. Same time, same place, just one less laugh on the court. The warning from the TV told you not to go, but you were too sad even to pay attention Do you still want to go? [[Let's go|Noki Transformation]] [[No|Court Walk Alone]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 3s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You arrive at the court, breathing in the flashes of old memories. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The ball hits your hands. You laugh. You play. You forget. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Every move feels lighter like your body wants to stay forever. ] (if: $step is 4)[ (set: $Playfulness to $Playfulness + 1) (if: $Playfulness >= 5)[(goto: "Playfulness Transformation")] Playfulness Level: $Playfulness/5 ] (if: $step is 5)[ (goto: "NokiFlower Ending") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You stayed home. But later, you go for a walk. Not to play. Just to move. You pass the court. No one's laughing. The game was canceled mid-match. In the center of the court stands a sunflower. Tall. Still. Facing the last sliver of sun before it vanishes behind the clouds. You don’t recognize the face. But something in your chest knows. You walked past it. [[Continue|NokiFlower Ending]]

(set: $step to 1) (live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ A sharp whistle cuts through the air. ] (if: $step is 2)[ You blink. There's a red dot on your chest. ] (if: $step is 3)[ Someone shouts your name in the distance, but you don't hear it clearly. ] (if: $step is 4)[ BANG ] (if: $step is 5)[ You collapse, face turned toward the sun. ] (if: $step is 6)[ Before it fades, you see a black figure at the edge of the court. ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "Credit") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

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Are you still alive? [[??]]

Are you still alive? [[???]]

Are you still alive? [[????]]

.... [[...|.....]]

If you are still alive, don't wake up yet, it will talk to you, and you know it. [[-----------------?]]

Wake up? [[No|nononono]] [[Yes|yesyesyes]]

Day 1 I’ll be there to watch you, whenever you close your eye, I’ll be watching you clearer. [[You don't affect me]]

no....... [[hello?|Credit]]

Day 1 I am the one who answered you when you were calling someone in your house while being alone. [[You don't affect me|431841039827]]

Day 1 I followed you at night to protect you, yet you feel scared and uneasy of me. [[You don't affect me|NO34298y529834y5]]

Day 1 I knock your door at night to check on you, and when you open your door for me every time, there’s no intruder, no one’s there to harm you, only me from the start. [[You don't affect me|Never473294757130407]]

Day 2 "I starts to hallucinate, I think?, because throughout the day, I just see weird things while the creature was still talking to me" [[You don't affect me|YouNeverCan]]

Day 2 "I look through the hole at the ceiling at something looked back, staring at me, it doesn’t go away when I widen my eyes" [[You don't affect me|You don't You don't]] [[What do you want?|Credit]]

Day 2 “I get random phone calls from…me?, or is it just a similar phone number to me?, when I tried to answer, I just woke up again, like from a dream, but the time was the same.” [[You don't affect me|You Never You Never You Never]]

Day 3 “On day three, this monster starts to just speak nonsense.” “It said that I will regret everything that I’ve done, and that I could be a god without noticing, thousands of people could be dying while I’m here, lying in my bed.” [[I Regret Nothing!]]

Day 4 “On day four, it mentions things about the human mind, and that everything I see and experience right now only exists in my mind.” “How do I know that I’m not in a coma or a simulation?” “And that nothing I do, even bad things in this world, would matter, nothing would matter, in this fake world I created in my mind.” [[Let's move on, IN PRESENT]]

Day 5 “On the last day, it stayed silent for most of the time, just standing there facing me, it said one thing before it disappeared:” [[...|sxedcrvftgb]]

“Nothing will happen after death, no heaven, no hell, no peace, you’ll regret everything you haven’t done, when you’re dead, your soul stays, your awareness remains trapped within your decaying vessel, experiencing every moment of decomposition while unable to communicate. Your body, once your freedom, becomes your eternal prison. Forever aware in silence.” [[I.don't?.CARE.]]

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(set: $isWhite to false) (after: 322s)[ (goto: "P'noch Transformation") ]

{ (set: $bg to "#000000", $subColor to "#bbbbbb", $textColor to "#ffffff", $fontMain to "'Courier New', monospace", $titleColor to "#ffffff") } <div style=" background-color: (print: $bg); color: (print: $textColor); text-align: center; padding: 1em; font-family: (print: $fontMain); line-height: 1.2; position: fixed; top: 0; left: 0; right: 0; bottom: 0; display: flex; flex-direction: column; justify-content: center; align-items: center; "> <div style=" font-size: 2.5em; color: (print: $titleColor); text-shadow: 0 0 10px (print: $titleColor); margin: 0.2em 0; line-height: 1; "> Creatures of Conditions </div> <div style=" font-size: 1em; color: (print: $subColor); margin: 0.5em 0; "> by BrokenX22 </div> <div style=" font-size: 1.1em; margin: 0.5em 0; "> You turned into one of the monster. Congrats? You can enjoy the music now. </div> <div style="margin: 0.5em 0;"> (link: "Try Again")[(goto: "Init")] </div> <style> html, body { background: #ffffff !important; height: 100% !important; margin: 0 !important; padding: 0 !important; } </style> <script> (function () { if (window.audio) { window.audio.pause(); window.audio.remove(); } const audio = document.createElement('audio'); audio.src = 'https://brokenx22.github.io/twine-audio/Pnoch%20transformation.mp3'; audio.loop = false; audio.volume = 0.5; document.body.appendChild(audio); window.audio = audio; function startMusic() { audio.load(); audio.play().catch((e) => console.warn('Audio playback failed:', e)); document.removeEventListener('click', startMusic); } document.addEventListener('click', startMusic, { once: true }); })(); </script>

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ (live: 2s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

Sure. Are you gonna check on him after you crashed out on him so hard last night? Let's break the awkwardness early before it sinks in deep. [[Nah let's just not care]] [[Ok, I'll check on him now]]

He's always to chill guy, if there's a cure for anything you don't want to do, it's time no?. [[He'll just forget it the next day and then we'll keep on playing games together as usual.]]

You go to knock on his door. But no answer, is he sleeping? [["Hey bro, I'm sorry I crashed out so hard on you last night, that was lowkey my bad too for not carrying you hard enough"]]

Silence goes on for 2 minutes straight. This time is long enough to make you think about how you always talk, from the birth of your brother, your little brother. You were always the bigger bro who had this anger issue. Your little brother adapts to how you talk, and he never feels bad, even if you drop the hardest diss on him. In class, everyone always makes faces whenever they talk to you, even for a bit, your brother doesn't, which is one of the reasons why you two are so close. So today, you are just confused why all of a sudden, he's showing attitude and appears to be upset when you show your regular crash-out behaviour? [[Did I do something wrong?]]

Right before you're about to walk back to your room. The voice of your brother reverberates right through the door. "You didn't carry nothing dawg" The sentence breaks the existential thoughts inside your head, you are afraid to lose to only person who can tolerate your toxic behaviour, as it is natural for you to act like this all the time. You don't even process the content of what he said, you are just relieved since it confirms that you two are still chill. [[Alrightttttt]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ The feeling of someone calm enough to forget. ] (if: $step is 2)[ His calm is exactly what pisses you off. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You know you need the balance, you need someone to be calm ] (if: $step is 4)[ So that you can be furious ] (if: $step is 5)[ Angry, so angry you want to scratch the muscles out of your skin. ] (if: $step is 6)[ ... ] (if: $step is 7)[ (set: $Anger to $Anger + 1) (if: $Anger >= 5)[(goto: "Anger Transformation")] Anger Level: $Anger/5 ] (if: $step is 8)[ (goto: "He'll just forget it the next day and then we'll keep on playing games together as usual.") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Um I think you have school like 25 minutes later bro. [[Aight I'm getting my ass ready]]

You got into the bus after speedrunning your uniform and shit, it is going to be a long day. You think to yourself, if there's one thing in your childhood that you will remember when you get older, it's the feeling of excitement every time class is about to end, so that you can go home to play some games with your brother, that is definitely going to be the memory that you'd always cherish. Aren't you supposed to be on the same bus as your bro? [[Dude...He's gonna skip school today]]

As the bus quickly moved away, you saw your bro run outside of the house, rushing. Yup, he ain't catching this bus, he's gonna be late. [[Tough]]

At school, a classmate runs towards you. "Imagine boosting your little bro, but gets deranked instead" You, as a person who has an anger issue, got ready to crash out on him...verbally, verbally right? [[Walk away, give him the irl ghosting treatment]] [[Tell him to fuck off]] [[Roast him back]] [[Punch him, start a fight]]

Walks away. In the background, you can hear his tiny voice shouting through the halls. "Wtf is bro on?" He's just confused that all of a sudden, you just don't crash out on him like usual. People can't take it when other people change and become better.. [[Damn, maybe I am the guy|For the first time in your life, you are not getting punished for breaking a rule]]

"Pussy", he said [[Punch him, start a fight]]

You roast his mum, and he charges at you and gives a straight punch. It hit you, and it also hit your nerves [[This fuck, I'll kill him|Punch him, start a fight]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 2s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You two start to fight, but your anger is more profound. ] (if: $step is 2)[ You feel stronger. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You don't even look at your punches. ] (if: $step is 4)[ His punches feel weak. ] (if: $step is 5)[ The more you punch, the less you can feel his punch. ] (if: $step is 6)[ Before you even know it, you are punching downwards, before you even know it. ] (if: $step is 7)[ His unconscious body is on the ground, with blood all over his red face. ] (if: $step is 8)[ You panic now, but it is too late. ] (if: $step is 9)[ (set: $Anger to $Anger + 1) (if: $Anger >= 5)[(goto: "Anger Transformation")] Anger Level: $Anger/5 ] (if: $step is 10)[ (goto: "qweouiryqwoieuryqewioryq") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Use your phone? [[Yes|Credit]] [[no|huh]]

Gotta go to workkkkk [[Let me brush my teeth and sht first]] [[Alright then let's go]]

You go to the bathroom and start grooming yourself, brushing your teeth while listening to the radio like some old-school grandpa routine. You’re not a fan of chasing trends, so using a radio instead of pulling out your phone feels normal to you. You hope it plays music this morning, feeling a little numb after listening to the news all night. //"This is an important documentary you need to hear to keep yourself and your family safe. Recently, some of your friends or family members may have gone missing. You might have seen strange creatures outside-"// *click* You turn off the radio. No music, not worth listening. [[I don’t need to care about things I have no control over|Alright then let's go]]

Walking to work with your old headphones. You arrive at the coffee shop, but something feels off today. Turns out you have a new co-worker, a younger lady. She’s not even your type, not your friend, yet you’re stunned when she walks up to you and says, "Hi... it’s my first day here. I don’t really know what I’m doing yet, but… I feel like I can trust you. Would you mind showing me around?" You pause for a second, then nod. [[Yeah… I can do that.]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 2s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You show her around, simple things, step by step. ] (if: $step is 2)[ She listens closely. Too closely. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You explain more than needed, staying longer than required. ] (if: $step is 4)[ She smiles, and in that moment, everything feels lighter. ] (if: $step is 5)[ You look away first. ] (if: $step is 6)[ You think back to your words, "Yeah… I can do that. Stay close, I guess." ] (if: $step is 7)[ That would've been a better answer. ] (if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Love to $Love + 1) (if: $Love >= 5)[(goto: "Love Transformation")] Love Level: $Love/5 ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Yeah… I can do that. Stay close, I guess.") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

Working, working, working... The shift ends like usual, nothing special on the surface. You catch her before leaving, she gives a small wave, and you nod back. Walking home, everything looks the same, same lights, same streets, same routine, but your mind keeps going back to her. It shouldn’t matter, but it does. [[Ignore it|34567890]] [[Think about her again|987654]]

You tell yourself it’s just a distraction, something most people would fall for without thinking, but you refuse. Maybe you’re just not used to this whole male and female interaction thing. Maybe she’s trying to manipulate you, trying to get close so she can take advantage of you at work. Or maybe she’s just kind. Maybe you’re the one overthinking it. [[I'll do my research]]

You think about her nonstop while walking home. You’ve walked this road thousands of times, so your body moves on its own. Up, down, left, right, none of it matters. Your mind stays on her. The way she smiled when you guided her, the stunned, guilty look when she dropped the coffee, like a kid trying to seem innocent. A thought slips through, "Oh… I’d never hurt you. I’d hug you instead." But you never said it. [[…Keep walking]]

You open your phone, trying to make sense of what you’re feeling. Your thoughts feel intense, even though to her, you probably don’t matter at all. Still, you keep typing, scrolling while walking home. From searches like “How to deal with weird flustered feelings,” “How to tell if a girl is playing games with you,” Before you know it, it turns into “How to make a girl obsessed with you,” “How to flirt with a girl correctly.” [[Close the phone]] [[Keep searching]]

At home, you put your phone away and go straight to bed, skipping dinner. Alone with your thoughts, the old version of you speaks, “If you’re not planning to have kids with her, there’s no reason to think about her. It’s pointless. You’re weird for getting obsessed over someone you just met.” But something new answers back, something that sparked earlier today, “Maybe you should give it a chance. Maybe she’s the one. Maybe she feels the same right now.” [[Listen to the old you]] [[Listen to the new feeling]]

You keep searching through everything, and before you know it, it’s already midnight. After consuming all that content, you feel like an expert, strangely confident. You gather your thoughts and return to your principle: if it’s not for having kids, then love has no purpose. [[Then I’ll work my way toward having a child with her|Listen to the new feeling]]

You close your eyes and let the old voice take over, steady, familiar, grounded. You remind yourself that this is nothing, just a random person you met for a few hours, nothing built and nothing proven. The feeling fades until it feels like it never belonged to you. You turn to your side and let it go, then eventually fall asleep. Morning comes and you wake up clear. [[Go to work 2]]

Bold move. You don’t push it away. The thought stays with you. At some point, you fall asleep. ... And then you wake up, and she’s the first thing on your mind, so you get ready quicker than usual. You just move. [[Go to work]]

<timed 2s> A sudden shout cuts through your thoughts. Someone is struggling ahead. </timed> <timed 5s> A man is robbing someone. Hands grabbing. Voice shaking. </timed> <timed 8s> Your mind snaps back. You step forward. </timed> <timed 10s> Then you stop. Something is above him. </timed> <timed 13s> A butterfly. Huge. Wings stretched wide. A human face sits where the head should be. </timed> <timed 16s> It is looking at the victim. Still. Focused. </timed> <timed 19s> It turns. Now it is looking at you. </timed> <timed 22s> It sensed you trying to interfere </timed> [[Interfere]] [[Stand still]] [[Runs away]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You step forward. You try to interfere. </timed> <timed 4s> The creature locks onto you. </timed> <timed 7s> It launches at full speed. </timed> <timed 10s> You don’t react in time. </timed> <timed 13s> It tears through your body. </timed> (live: 16s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

You stay still, forcing your body not to move while the creature shifts its focus away from you. Its wings snap faster. It drops onto the man being robbed. The wings slam into his head and neck with full force. Bone cracks. His body collapses instantly. The robber steps in without hesitation and starts taking everything from the body. Then he looks at you. He walks over. "Wallet. Now." You hand it over. He takes what he wants, nods, and leaves. The butterfly follows. You are still alive. [[OMG]]

You turn and run without thinking, your body moving before your mind can catch up, you're panicking. You don’t look back, because you already know that whatever is behind you is not something you want to see again. You hear a big boom from the distance of you back, still running... Your breathing got more unstable, and your thoughts are gone, replaced by one simple goal and that is to get home. You reach your door and unlock it with shaking hands, stepping inside and locking it immediately behind you. You are inside, but your body still feels like it hasn’t left that street. You are safe. [[Try to calm down]]

You go home again, lock the door, and nothing follows. The night passes. You go to work. She is already there, standing behind the counter like yesterday never happened. She sees you and smiles. "Good morning, I was hoping I’d see you again." That creature last night is still in your head. [[Hi]]

You stand there for a while, trying to calm your breathing... "That thing was real?" You don’t understand it, but you know one thing, this is not something normal people deal with. You leave your place and head to the nearest police station to report what happened. The officers listen, but they don’t look surprised. One of them gives you a location. Just an address labeled: "IEBCRO station." You don’t ask more questions. You go there immediately. [[IEBCRO|IEBCRO3]]

You go to work. She is already there, standing behind the counter like yesterday never happened. She sees you and smiles. "Good morning, I was hoping I’d see you again." She's in your head [[Guess I came back for the job… and maybe you]]

You go to work. She is already there, standing behind the counter like yesterday never happened. She sees you and smiles. "Good morning, I was hoping I’d see you again." Nothing extreme in your head [[Morning]]

You arrive at the location and quickly realize there is no station, just a quiet street corner with a metal bench placed under a dim light. There is already someone sitting there, a woman in a what appears to be a homeless outfit You sit down beside her and explain everything clearly, from the robbery to the creature, not leaving anything out. She listens the entire time without interrupting, her expression unchanged, as if this is something she has heard many times before. When you finish, she stands up without asking a single question. "Go home and do not follow me." She steps off the curb and starts walking in the direction you came from, her pace fast and steady, like she already knows exactly where to go. You watch her for a moment, and within seconds she is already far down the street, moving without hesitation. "We will take care of this. Keep your emotions stable, return home, and continue your normal routine." She does not look back and continues walking toward the incident. You stay there for a moment, then stand up and head home. [[Go home]]

She asked, "What's the mood?" You remember last night ("We will take care of this. Keep your emotions stable, return home, and continue your normal routine.") So you answer [[Nothing special]]

You say it before you can stop yourself. She lets out a soft laugh, like she wasn’t expecting you to actually say that. "Maybe me?" You shrug, but it doesn’t hide much. She keeps looking at you for a second, then turns back to work. At some point, she leans in slightly. "Are you free after work?" Her voice is soft [[Yeah, sure|Yeah, sure1]]

You say it back, simple and flat. "Morning." She doesn’t react to the tone, she just smiles the same way and steps a little closer. Work starts, and she stays near you longer than needed, asking small questions, watching how you respond, how you speak, how you move. At some point, she leans in slightly. "Are you free after work?" Her voice is soft [[Yeah, sure]] [[I have things to do]]

You agree. And so she smiles. After work, you leave together. The place is quiet, a small park with warm lights and empty benches, far from the main streets. That is where you sit down, and she stays close. You both talk, slowly, and the time passes. [[This is boring]] [[Stay with her]]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You tell her you have things to do. She nods. </timed> <timed 4s> The shift ends. You go home. </timed> <timed 7s> You reach your door. She is already there. </timed> <timed 10s> She raises her hand. A pistol is already in it. </timed> <timed 13s> She aims at your head. </timed> (live: 19s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You lose interest. You stand up. </timed> <timed 4s> She watches you. Still smiling. </timed> <timed 7s> You turn away. You start walking. </timed> <timed 10s> A gunshot behind you. </timed> <timed 13s> The bullet hits the back of your skull. It exits through your forehead. </timed> <timed 16s> Your body drops forward. </timed> (live: 19s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You stay with her, and she starts talking about how much she enjoyed working with you. ] (if: $step is 2)[ The place is quiet, lights soft, no one around. She tells you how much she admires you, your work ethic, your focus, your confidence, and how kind you are. ] (if: $step is 3)[ She laughs lightly and says, "It’s like love at first sight," keeping it playful, like she is hiding how serious she actually is. ] (if: $step is 4)[ You respond, "I guess it is." ] (if: $step is 5)[ She looks at you without looking away, her eyes bright. ] (if: $step is 6)[ You hold eye contact for a second too long. ] (if: $step is 7)[ Something in your chest feels different. ] (if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Love to $Love + 1) (if: $Love >= 5)[(goto: "Love Transformation")] Love Level: $Love/5 ] (if: $step is 9)[ (goto: "Love Continue 1") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

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It's the next day of work. That was nice, you never felt like that before. You walk in a little earlier than usual, not by much, but enough for you to notice it yourself, and when you step inside, you look for her without thinking about it. She is already there, but she is not looking at you, she is talking to a guy at the counter, around your age, and the conversation goes on longer than it should. She laughs, more than once, and it doesn’t sound like the kind of laugh she gives to customers. You try to focus on your work, but your attention keeps drifting back to them, again and again, without you meaning to. [[Look again]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You look again, even though you tell yourself not to. ] (if: $step is 2)[ They are still talking, still laughing, like nothing else matters. ] (if: $step is 3)[ You try to focus, but your timing slips and your hands slow down. ] (if: $step is 4)[ You look again again again again ] (if: $step is 5)[ You don’t like what you’re feeling, but you don’t stop. ] (if: $step is 6)[ (set: $Love to $Love + 1) (if: $Love >= 5)[(goto: "Love Transformation")] Love Level: $Love/5 ] (if: $step is 7)[ (goto: "Love Continue 2") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

The shift continues, You don’t see her for a while, and you notice it more than you expected. Then she walks back in like nothing happened. She looks at you for a second, then walks closer, stopping right next to you. "Can you help me with something in the back?" Her voice is calm, like this is normal. You remember earlier. That guy. That laugh. It stays in your head. [[Say something]] [[Step away a little]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You look at her and speak before thinking it through. ] (if: $step is 2)[ "You seemed busy earlier." ] (if: $step is 3)[ She smiles ] (if: $step is 4)[ "Just a customer. Why?" ] (if: $step is 5)[ She asks ] (if: $step is 6)[ "Did it bother you?" ] (if: $step is 7)[ You don’t answer right away. ] (if: $step is 8)[ She is still looking at you. ] (if: $step is 9)[ (set: $Love to $Love + 1) (if: $Love >= 5)[(goto: "Love Transformation")] Love Level: $Love/5 ] (if: $step is 10)[ (goto: "Love Continue 3") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You step back slightly, just enough to create distance. She notices, but her expression doesn’t change. She adjusts her position, matching your distance without saying anything. "Can you help me with something in the back?" You pause for a second, then respond. [[No, it's all alright|Love Continue 3]]

It’s quieter here, just the hum of machines and the two of you standing She doesn’t say anything at first, she just looks at you, like she’s studying something. "You’re acting different today." Her tone is light, but she doesn’t break eye contact. She steps a little closer. "Did something change?" You feel like you should answer, but nothing comes out. "Relax. I’m just asking." She waits. [[Tell her it’s nothing]] [[Ask her about earlier]]

You shake your head and tell her it’s nothing. She smiles like she expected that. "Alrighttttt" She stays close. "Then help me out for a bit." [[Follow her]]

You ask about earlier. "That guy. You seemed close." She laughs lightly. "You noticed that?, So it did bother you." And then she goes "Come on. I need help with something." [[Follow her]]

You follow her into the back. She opens the storage room door and steps inside. You go in. The door closes behind you. It’s quiet, no noise from the shop, just the two of you. She turns to face you. "You’ve been thinking about me. Right?" [[Say you want her]] [[Say "no"]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 4s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You look at her and say it. ] (if: $step is 2)[ "Yeah. I want you." ] (if: $step is 3)[ She grabs you and pulls you in. ] (if: $step is 4)[ Your bodies press together. ] (if: $step is 5)[ She hugs you tight. ] (if: $step is 6)[ You don’t stop it. ] (if: $step is 7)[ You don’t think anymore. ] (if: $step is 8)[ (set: $Love to $Love + 1) (if: $Love >= 5)[ Love Level: $Love/5 (goto: "Love Transformation") ] (else:)[ Love Level: $Love/5 ] ] (if: $step is 9)[ (if: $Love < 5)[ (goto: "Love Failed") ] ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You shake your head. "No." </timed> <timed 4s> Her expression drops. </timed> <timed 7s> She pulls out a pistol. </timed> <timed 10s> She aims at your head. </timed> (live: 19s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1) (if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You walk home. </timed> <timed 4s> You see HER ahead on the road. </timed> <timed 7s> "Why is she here?" </timed> <timed 10s> Something is above her. </timed> <timed 13s> A huge butterfly. Floating over her head. </timed> <timed 16s> The creature's face, you recognize it. The guy from the shop. </timed> <timed 19s> You run toward her. Trying to save her </timed> <timed 22s> She turns her head towards you, shock on her face. She screams: </timed> <timed 25s> "DON'T-" </timed> <timed 28s> The creature looks at you. It launches. </timed> <timed 34s> It hits your body. </timed> <timed 37s> Your body drops. </timed> (live: 20s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

She keeps looking at you for a second, then turns back to work. Slowly, the memory of the creature and that encounter last night fades away with the workload. At some point, she leans in slightly. "Are you free after work?" Her voice is soft [[Yeah, sure|Yeah, sure1]]

You two are in the principal's office. You are sitting right next to him, looking directly at the principal, hyper-focused. You feel numb. Nothing is really going through your mind. You already know what's going to happen. Some sort of punishment. This is not your first time. But the air feels different today. The dude you beat up is looking down, his body folded in, taking up as little space as possible. You break the silence by asking a question. [[So am I getting a suspension or what?]]

"Look, things are different from now on. I will not punish any of you. All I want is a promise. In this era, or even just in this school, I do not have control anymore," the principal said. You are confused. "What do you mean?" "I don't care if you two harm each other or keep doing all this stupid student life stuff. All I ask is that you promise me one thing. If you're going to beat each other up, at least stay away from the school. Maybe next time, go outside before coming at each other. Something like that. I absolutely do not care." "Ok?" The principal ends the conversation with: "Please go back to your class. I have better things to worry about." [[For the first time in your life, you are not getting punished for breaking a rule]]

You are in class now. The teacher seems unwell today. She does not look rational. To be blunt, she looks like someone who is almost psychotic. Why is she not in a mental hospital? Your teacher speaks. "CLASS, WE ARE GOING ON A PICNIC TODAY." Her voice sounds like a mix of happiness, quirkiness, and most importantly, anger. A student asks, "Why? I don't see any announcements, and we are not ready." But without any explanation, the teacher sprints outside and runs toward the jungle nearby. [[Follow her|Follow her two]]

The whole class gets hyped and starts to follow her, sprinting with her toward the jungle. You are hyped too, assuming this is some sort of new, fun way to teach students. Fun. Action. Fast pace. Random. ... You and the whole class have been running for a while. The teacher is still running deeper into the jungle. She is normally not THIS athletic. She does not even seem to break a sweat. You and the whole class are exhausted. "FIVE MINUTES OF STRAIGHT RUNNING. ARE WE MAD?" a classmate at the back of the group yells. ... [[The teacher stops running]]

You and the whole class stop running too. Panting. Complaining. The noise of the whole class. Your own deep breaths. Every sound seems to mess with your head. You feel dizzy. You think to yourself: "Are we there yet?" You look up. You see the teacher. And a tall human...With a mushroom head? A weird urge in your body tells you to do something. [[Follow the urge]] [[Resist the urge]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 2s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You follow the urge. ] (if: $step is 2)[ Five students follow it too. ] (if: $step is 3)[ They start fighting the other classmates violently. ] (if: $step is 4)[ One student tackles another to the ground. ] (if: $step is 5)[ Someone gets punched in the face before they can run. ] (if: $step is 6)[ Another student bites into someone's ear. ] (if: $step is 7)[ The whole class starts screaming and pushing each other away. ] (if: $step is 8)[ The teacher joins the fight. ] (if: $step is 9)[ She grabs a student by the hair and throws them aside. ] (if: $step is 10)[ The picnic turns into a massacre. ] (if: $step is 11)[ You punch the nearest person without thinking. ] (if: $step is 12)[ Everything goes black. That is as far as you can remember. ] (if: $step is 13)[ (set: $Anger to $Anger + 1) (if: $Anger >= 5)[(goto: "Anger Transformation")] Anger Level: $Anger/5 ] (if: $step is 14)[ (goto: "Mushroom Class Massacre") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You resist the urge. Five students do not. They start attacking the other classmates violently. One student tackles another to the ground and keeps punching even after they stop moving. Someone gets hit in the face before they can run. Blood runs down their mouth and onto their shirt. Another student bites into someone's ear and does not let go. The whole class starts screaming and pushing each other away. Some people try to run, but the fighting students chase them down like they already picked their targets. The teacher joins the fight. She grabs a student by the hair and throws them aside. Their head hits a tree root with a sound you will never forget. The "picnic" turns into a massacre. You look at the tall human with the mushroom head. It stands still, watching the class tear itself apart. You pick up a thick branch from the ground and run toward it before your fear catches up. You swing at the mushroom head. It pops. A wet, rotten smell bursts into the air. You hit it again. The mushroom-headed human falls to the ground. The fighting stops. Everyone looks around like they just woke up inside someone else's nightmare. Some students are on the ground. Some are holding their faces. Some are covered in blood that is not fully theirs. Then the screaming starts again. But this time, no one is fighting. They cry for help. They say sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. The jungle is covered in sorry sounds. [[Continue|After Resisting The Urge]]

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The news reports the death of 32 students. 2 injured. After everything, only 8 found alive and healthy inside the jungle. ... You are lying on a hospital bed, slowly remembering everything while watching the TV. [[One student from another class also went missing after the incident]]

The news reports the death of 3 students. 22 injured. In total, only 37 found alive and healthy inside the jungle. ... You are sitting on the floor, inside your house, slowly remembering everything while watching the TV. [[One student from another class also went missing after the incident]]

"What the fuck was that?" You keep listening to the news. It keeps saying something about "emotion creatures." None of those words mean anything to you. Even though you are in a safe, almost cozy environment right now, you already know this is going to leave a trauma stain in your life. The news keeps talking about "creatures." "What are creatures?" you say. It feels like you are listening to the news and talking back to it at the same time, arguing with a screen that cannot answer you. You are confused. Slightly angry. The news keeps going. "One missing student from another class involved in the incident is also suspected to be the person who transformed into the mushroom that morning." [[Huh?]]

The more you listen to the news, the more you realize what is happening. This is not the same Earth anymore. "People turn into creatures now?" You check your phone and try to call your bro. But no one answers. You wait for hours. No answer. Strange. Normally, your brother would never leave you hanging. You wonder if he went through the same thing in his class today, or something worse. [[Maybe he just needs more time. This news is not something that can be taken in easily]]

At night. At home. Your parents are arguing. [[Instigate]] [[Ignore|frgthy]]

(set: $step to 1)(live: 2s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You walk closer to the argument. ] (if: $step is 2)[ Your mother turns to you. ] (if: $step is 3)[ "Did you argue with your brother because of that stupid game again the other day?" ] (if: $step is 4)[ You stay quiet for a second. ] (if: $step is 5)[ "Yeah." ] (if: $step is 6)[ Your father looks at your desk. ] (if: $step is 7)[ Then he walks toward your PC. ] (if: $step is 8)[ "That thing ruined this family." ] (if: $step is 9)[ He pulls the cables out. ] (if: $step is 10)[ Your mother grabs the keyboard and throws it against the floor. ] (if: $step is 11)[ The plastic cracks. ] (if: $step is 12)[ Your father kicks the monitor down. ] (if: $step is 13)[ You don't think about your brother. ] (if: $step is 14)[ You think about your PC. ] (if: $step is 15)[ Something hot climbs up your throat. ] (if: $step is 16)[ You hate them for touching your things. ] (if: $step is 17)[ (set: $Anger to $Anger + 1) (if: $Anger >= 5)[(goto: "Anger Transformation")] Anger Level: $Anger/5 ] (if: $step is 18)[ (goto: "After Parents Break PC") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

You ignore them. You sit on your bed and stare at your phone. No missed calls from your brother. No messages. Your parents' argument is loud enough to reach your room. "Maybe if you didn't go so hard on him, he wouldn't have turned into a monster." You stop looking at your phone. Monster? You slowly look toward the wall. The news said one missing student from another class was suspected to be the mushroom. Your brother was missing. Your brother never answered. So... My brother was that mushroom... [[Continue]]

Your father walks outside. He stands there with both hands on his hips, clearly distressed, looking up at the clouds. He is trying to comprehend the situation too. Your mother sits on her bed. And she starts to [[cry.]]

After breaking the PC, your father walks outside. He stands there with both hands on his hips, clearly distressed, looking up at the clouds. He is trying to comprehend the situation too. Your mother sits on your bed. And she starts to [[cry.]]

Then you look at the door. You don't want to stay here. You don't want to hear anyone cry. You don't want to hear anyone say your brother's name again. "I'll find that creature again," you think. No matter if it is the same one from your class. No matter if it is a different one. No matter if it is only a corpse. You just need to see it again. You need to know if your brother was inside it. You need to know if he knew what he was doing. You need to know if he hated you. You leave the house without saying anything. [[Run back to the jungle]]

You run back to the jungle. It is 3:22 AM, and you are still looking around. You don't want to go home. During this time, you have circled around the exact location where the "picnic" incident took place. Blood stains are still on the ground. Officers are talking to each other near the scene, not paying attention to you. The area has already been investigated by the authorities. Nothing is here anymore. No clues. Not even the creature's dead body. Just blood stains. And an ear from another student in your class, lying on the ground, bitten off and spat out by one of the five affected students. [[Keep looking]]

You finally get the thought of looking around this area out of your head. You walk deeper into the jungle. aybe the deepest part of it. Only authorities and licensed people are allowed here, but you climb through the fence anyway and keep walking further inside. For absolutely no reason. You just want an answer. [[Keep walking]]

<timed 2s> You keep walking deeper into the jungle. The police lights are gone behind the trees now. </timed> <timed 5s> The air feels heavier here. Wet. Warm. </timed> <timed 8s> You step on something soft. </timed> <timed 11s> Not mud. </timed> <timed 14s> The ground under your shoes moves a little. </timed> <timed 17s> You look down. </timed> <timed 20s> A hand is sticking out of the soil. </timed> <timed 23s> Not fully buried. Not fully alive. </timed> <timed 26s> The fingers twitch once. </timed> <timed 29s> Then the soil around it starts to rise. </timed> <timed 32s> Something underneath the ground is breathing. </timed> <timed 35s> Your throat burns. </timed> <timed 38s> Your eyes water. Your teeth press together. </timed> <timed 41s> You hear a wet crack from the trees. </timed> <timed 44s> Then another. </timed> <timed 47s> The buried hand gets pulled back underground. </timed> <timed 50s> Slowly. </timed> <timed 53s> Like something below decided it was done showing you that part. </timed> <timed 56s> The ground opens. </timed> <timed 59s> A tall shape rises from under the soil. </timed> <timed 62s> Human body. Long neck. Mushroom head. </timed> <timed 65s> But not like the one from school. </timed> <timed 68s> This one is skinnier. </timed> **What do you do?** *[[Back away slowly]]* *[[Run]]* *[[Walk closer and ask if it was your brother]]*

(set: $step to 1)(live: 2s)[ (if: $step is 1)[ You walk closer. ] (if: $step is 2)[ ... ] (if: $step is 3)[ "Was it you?" ] (if: $step is 4)[ No answer. ] (if: $step is 5)[ "WAS IT MY BROTHER?" ] (if: $step is 6)[ The mushroom head opens. ] (if: $step is 7)[ Something wet sprays directly into your face. ] (if: $step is 8)[ Your eyes burn. ] (if: $step is 9)[ Your throat burns. ] (if: $step is 10)[ Your body starts to hate before your mind understands why. ] (if: $step is 11)[ You stumble backward. ] (if: $step is 12)[ Everything around you feels like it deserves to be broken. ] (if: $step is 13)[ (set: $Anger to $Anger + 1) (if: $Anger >= 5)[(goto: "Anger Transformation")] Anger Level: $Anger/5 ] (if: $step is 14)[ (goto: "Run From Elder Mushroom") ] (set: $step to it + 1) ]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You back away slowly. </timed> <timed 3s> The mushroom does not move. </timed> <timed 5s> One step. Two steps. </timed> <timed 7s> Your heel sinks. </timed> <timed 9s> The ground opens under you. </timed> <timed 11s> You fall waist-deep into warm soil. </timed> <timed 13s> Something wraps around your legs. </timed> <timed 15s> You try to climb out. </timed> <timed 17s> Your hands slip. </timed> <timed 19s> The mushroom turns its head. </timed> <timed 21s> It spits. </timed> <timed 23s> Your chest burns open. </timed> <timed 26s> You scream once. </timed> <timed 29s> Then the ground pulls you down. </timed> (live: 34s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You run. Straight through the trees. </timed> <timed 3s> Your body finally understands fear. Your legs do not ask for permission anymore. </timed> <timed 5s> Behind you, the ground makes a wet opening sound. </timed> <timed 7s> Your body won't allow you to look back. </timed> <timed 9s> Something hits your back. </timed> <timed 11s> Pain.. </timed> <timed 13s> Wet. </timed> <timed 15s> Your spine burns first. Then your ribs. </timed> <timed 18s> You fall before you understand that you stopped running. </timed> <timed 21s> The trees are sideways now. The dirt is warm under your cheek. </timed> <timed 24s> You can feel something under the ground starts moving closer. </timed> <timed 27s> You try to scream. But your throat melts around the sound. </timed> (live: 32s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]

(set: $step to 1)(if: $step is 1)[ <timed 1s> You run. You don't even know where you are running to. </timed> <timed 3s> Branches cut your arms. Your shoes slide through mud. Your chest burns like something is crawling around inside it. </timed> <timed 5s> You keep running anyway. The fence appears between the trees. </timed> <timed 7s> You climb through it. The wire cuts into your hands, but you barely feel it. </timed> <timed 9s> "STOP MOVING." </timed> <timed 11s> You keep running. </timed> <timed 13s> "GET DOWN." </timed> <timed 15s> You keep running. </timed> <timed 17s> The road is right there. For a second, you think you made it out. </timed> <timed 19s> Then someone in a black uniform shoots you before you reach the road. </timed> <timed 22s> Your body falls forward. Your face hits the dirt. </timed> <timed 25s> You try to breathe, but your chest does not listen properly. </timed> <timed 28s> The jungle is behind you. The road is in front of you. Home is somewhere far away. </timed> <timed 31s> You still feel angry. Even while bleeding. </timed> (live: 36s)[ (set: $step to 2) (go-to: "Credit") ] ]