I slowly opened my bedroom door. The goal was to keep quiet. If my parents caught me I was as good as dead. I tiptoed down the stairs, avoiding the squeaky one. Now I was half- way there. I was in the dining room. I picked up chairs to move them out of my way. Now I could enter the game room. It was time to play some awesome video games. But what was this? In the far corner of the room there was a dusty old game that looked like an arcade game from the 70's or 80's. I reached into the pocket of my pj's to see if I had any spare quarters. I had only one. I looked closer at the game. It had a big blue "25 Cents" on the side. I guess I'll try it, I thought. "Savage" it said on the side. It had a built in keyboard and a joystick on the side. I was about to insert the quarter when I heard "Young Francis, shouldn't you be in bed?" I cursed under my breath. It was one of our butlers.
"Yes," I said "I was just on my way."
"Ok, young master Francis."
It was good our old butler caught me instead of one of the younger ones. I think that that butler had been alive since the age of the dinosaurs. As he walked off I pretended to walk into the dining room. As soon as he was out of sight I ran back. I inserted the quarter. The screen lit up. The graphics were horrible. There were two stick figures. A box was at the bottom. Out of the speakers I heard "Type a command for P1." On the keyboard I typed "Shake Hands with P2". Then I heard "Type a command for P2". I wrote "Punch P1 in the face". Then it happened. P1 tried to shake hands and P2 punched him in the face. I looked at the bottom of the screen. It said "Players: P1 P2 P3" Who Is P3? I thought. Then I heard "Type a command for P3" I typed "Stab yourself until you die". Then I got up. What's going on? I thought. I had no control over myself. I grabbed a knife and started to stab myself. I tried to scream but my mouth stayed shut.
Note: The next morning Francis' parents could not find Francis. They didn't find a game named savage anywhere either. Sadly, Francis was never seen again.
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Then I got up. ]Got up? Where did Francis go? What did he see on his way? What's going on? I thought. I had no control over myself. I grabbed a knifeWhat kind of knife? A steak knife? A butter knife? A plastic one? and started to stab myself. Where did he stab himself? How many times, how fast?