"Buuurp!"
A lazy figure sat within the confines of a small room, his legs resting on his desk, as all sorts of trash littered the ground. Scratching his stubble, Idris Diamantis quietly sipped on his beer as he scrolled through his phone.
’This month’s statistics aren’t too bad. I should be able to make quite a bit of money. While I won’t be able to enter the top one hundred strears, I shouldn’t be too far off.’
As a retired containnt expert of the Second Order, Idris was fairly skilled.
Had he not picked up an injury during one of his expeditions, he probably wouldn’t have retired.
It was an unfortunate circumstance that pushed him towards content creation. Now, he stread regularly and produced videos for his growing fanbase, dabbling in everything from gaming to comntary and whatever trends caught his eye.
Even so, as of right now, his career had started to stagnate.
While the revenue was good, his growth had completely stalled. He was seeing no new influx of viewers tuning in on his channel.
This was usually not a very good thing since this ant that he could only lose viewers, and not gain them.
In short, if he didn’t do sothing quickly, then there was a good chance that his views would start to sink.
"But what exactly can I even do?"
There was nothing interesting happening as of late. Be it tournants or gas, there was nothing that was particularly interesting or trend-worthy.
Idris was currently stuck in a limbo.
Biting his nails, Idris was just about to make a quick call when he suddenly received a ssage.
"Jamie?"
Opening up the ssage, Idris’s expression turned strange.
"What the..."
The ssage was simple.
[Play the ga and make a video of it. You can thank later.]
"Huh?"
Looking down, he also saw a file attached to the ssage. The na of the file was ’Ga Proxy 1’
"Wait, what?"
Idris imdiately tried to call Jamie, but his call was imdiately brought to voicemail. This left him utterly lost and confused. Why was he not answering, and what even was this ga?
"Has he lost it or sothing?"
Idris scratched the side of his cheek before looking at the file again.
Curious, he loaded the ga onto his computer and started it. Soon, a plain interface appeared before his very eyes.
"...."
Calling it plain was an understatent.
Looking at the lazily made interface that only had several lines written, Idris’s face fell as he imdiately went on to grab his phone and texted Jamie.
[What is this?]
He didn’t have to wait long for a reply.
[It’s a horror ga.]
"Ah...?"
But the answer that he received from Jamie made his face twist.
A horror ga?
"Is this a joke?"
Was Jamie not aware of the fact that he was of the Second Order? That he was experienced in handling scary situations?
Why in the world was he trying to get him to play the ga?
"...Yes, this must be a joke."
[Haha. Very funny. I take it that you were lonely? Is that why you’re suddenly texting this nonsense?]
Idris shook his head as he wrote the ssage. Thinking about it, this was how Jamie usually was.
He was the type of person to make these kinds of jokes.
"A horror ga..."
Idris felt like laughing.
He began typing another ssage to Jamie.
[Next ti you want to prank , at least give the ga a na and a proper interface. This is just too laz—]
[It’s not a joke. Play the ga.]
Idris’s fingers stopped as his brows furrowed tightly.
Not a joke?
Now he was really starting to get annoyed as he shifted his attention back towards the plain interface. The more he looked at it, the more annoyed he got.
Ding!
Another ssage ca.
[Have you heard of ’A regular day in the office ’? It’s made by the sa guy.]
"What? That shit ga?"
Idris was, of course, aware of the ga. How could he not? The ga had been trending for a short month.
He even gave it a chance due to the few newspapers that ntioned the disturbance the ga caused by the screams it caused. Curious, Idris also tried the ga.
But..
Shit. Beyond shit.
The ga was one of the most boring gas he had ever played in his life. Whatever video he had been planning on making, he had to quickly scrap it.
He even went as far as asking for a refund, but was promptly rejected, causing him to waste five dollars on the ga. In his opinion, they were five dollars too many.
"Wait, you’re telling that this ga is created by the sa one that created that garbage?"
Idris shifted his attention towards the interface once more and leaned back on his chair, his face turning strange.
"...Now I have even more reason not to play this ga."
Taking aside the fact that he was of the Second Order, given how shit the previous ga developed by this guy was, Idris was even more certain that this one was going to be just as shit if not worse.
Chuckling, Idris texted Jamie.
[If it’s made by the sa guy, then I have less reason to play it. I’ve got stuff to do, so if you don’t have anything else to say, I’ll go.]
Sending the ssage, Idris shook his head before tossing his phone onto the bed.
Ding! Ding!
His phone continued to buzz even as he threw it, but Idris ignored it.
He was done listening to Jamie’s nonsense. Letting out a small yawn, Idris reached for his mouse, intending to quit the ga. But just as his fingers brushed against it, he accidentally pressed onto the left side of the mouse.
Click!
With the cursor hovering over the [Start] button, the interface changed the mont he left-clicked.
"Ah, shit."
Annoyed, Idris frowned and moved the mouse around in order to quit the ga.
However, right as he started doing that, the ga loaded.
Imdiately, the screen shifted to reveal a small room with a checkered marble floor, a long flight of wooden stairs leading upward, and several open doors lining the walls, whatever was behind them hidden by a deep and foreboding darkness.
An extrely dim lighting enshrouded the space, adding a sense of mystery and grimness to the surroundings.
Idris paused the mont he saw the sight.
The graphics...
They were actually not bad at all. While it wasn’t anywhere near most modern gas, it was actually quite passable.
But that was just about it.
The graphics were great, but it was still not enough to grab his attention.
At least, that was the case until a sudden light flared to life, followed by the unmistakable sound of footsteps echoing from one of the far-off doors.
A circular dot of light suddenly appeared behind the darkness that enshrouded the doors in the distance, hovering in the air. It expanded slowly, growing brighter with each echoing footstep that crept closer.
Tak. Tak—
The steps were slow, but at the sa ti rhythmic.
Closer and closer they ca, the expanding light dragging a glare across the screen like a searchlight sweeping through the dark. It stopped just inches away from the main screen, making it hard to see.
Then—
The light pulled down, revealing the face of an elderly woman with hollow eyes.
"Ah, you’re here."
Idris held his breath.
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