Ghost in the game

>GAME: HAUNTED HOUSE ESCAPE (HALLOWEEN SPECIAL)


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GAME: HAUNTED HOUSE ESCAPE (HALLOWEEN SPECIAL)

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 * Info: The game can be now found in the arcade (since October 13th 2020). Can be bought in the arcade shop for 400 gems.


 * Game: Its objective is to escape a haunted house without being caught by the ghost. A game for 2-8 players, animated with 3D graphics. Only usable animals: wolfs, arctic wolfs, horses, koalas. Lasts from 10-50 minutes (timer counts down 50 minutes- if player(s) don’t exit the house by the time the timer stops, the ghost automatically wins).


 *  One player plays as a ghost. Their objective is to touch or catch the other players. They will have a short ‘view range’. A player needs to step within this ‘view range’ for the ghost to see them. 


 * WARNING: Flashing colours and loud noises are played throughout the game. It is not recommended for children under age 6.


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 * Info: The game can be now found in the arcade (since October 13th 2020). Can be bought in the arcade shop for 400 gems. 


 * Game: Its objective is to escape a haunted house without being caught by the ghost. A game for 2-8 players, animated with 3D graphics. Only usable animals: wolfs, arctic wolfs, horses, koalas. Lasts from 10-50 minutes (timer counts down 50 minutes- if player(s) don’t exit the house by the time the timer stops, the ghost automatically wins).


 * One player plays as a ghost. Their objective is to touch or catch the other players. They will have a short ‘view range’. A player needs to step within this ‘view range’ for the ghost to see them.


 * WARNING: Flashing colours and loud noises are played throughout the game. It is not recommended for children under age 6.

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 GAME: HAUNTED HOUSE ESCAPE (HALLOWEEN SPECIAL)


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“Kay guys, we’re finally in the game. Forth times a charm, aye? Anyways- you guys there?” I looked around the screen. I was in an empty room, and my screen looked darker than usual. Damn, AJ, for once, may have created something that’s finally a bit scarier than the lame Halloween decorations and parties that they usually start during October.

I waited for a response, but got non. Damn. Did it disconnect me from the voice chat?

I checked everything, and it only showed that everything should have been working fine.

I decided to do this a different way and started typing into the text box below.

Popxcorn4: ‘Hey I don’t hear you guys :( you there?’

It didn’t take long for a response.

MetalBugz32: ‘Well we’ve been listening to your breathing for the last few minutes.’

''P0ppin’: ‘We hear you tho. Maybe there’s something wrong with the voice chat?’''

''P0ppin’: ‘It’ll take forever to fix it, and we’ve finally got into the game. Let’s just play for now’''

Popxcorn4: ‘Kay’

“That means I can rant to you all I want, and you can’t stop me” I grinned, as I pressed the arrow keys to move.

Woah! This is a first-person game, apparently. AJ really took it far with this game- maybe even for the better. The game looked cool so far.

“Woah, it’s dark in here. Also- I think I may be stuck in this room” I muttered, as I started moving around the room. It was plain. White walls, white floor- I moved my screen with my mouse to look at the ceiling- and it was indeed white.

Animal Jam- applause for the mechanics in this game.

After circling the room two more times, I finally noticed a door. I’m as blind as a bat apparently.

“Never mind, I found a door! Time to be scary” I exclaimed, glancing down at the chat bar.

MetalBugz32: Shut up idiot

I snickered.

“Wooooo! Woaoaoaoa!” I started imitating the sound of a cartoon ghost, walking out of the room. I walked into a dark hallway, with dimly lit lights hanging from above. The walls where- surprise- still white. I could only see a few feet before me, before everything started descending into total darkness.

“Last time I checked, I still had my glasses with me” I muttered, chuckling a little. I was really liking the atmosphere the game was making with the dark corridors and blank walls.

“Oh, hello there, Mr. Box” I announced, knowing the more I speak, the more annoyed my companions will get.

I moved around a pile of boxes blocking half the corridor, and entered another room.

“Woooaaaoooo…. Anyone there….? Woooo!” I continued through the room, which seemed to be a dining room. Plates decorated the table, forks and knifes set next to them. A single glass plate was shattered on the ground near the door.

“Someone certainly forgot to hire a cleaner. Cleaner? I don’t think someone like that exists. Janitor? Ya- the janitor” I continued through the room, looking at the chairs that had designs sewed into the back of them. Each design looked like an attribute from each of the alphas. One chair had Peck’s paintbrush, another had Gilbert’s cape, and so on. I walked back into the corridor.

I’ll give AJ credit for making the game quite creepy. Most of it was dark, and there wasn’t a load of colours. It actually seemed like an average horror game.

“Well, this is sad, lonely and scary. No wait- if I’d be an animal it would be sad and scary. At least then I’d still have friends. Now It’s just sad and lonely” I stopped in the middle of the hallway.

“Someone come hang out with me. There’s 5 of us, I came to play a game with friends. Pretty please~?”

I looked down at the chat, grimacing.

ShokMOUs22: You’re a ghost tho

“Yeah, but I’m lonely. A lonely ghost” I mused, continuing to search through the house, commenting on everything that I’ve been doing thus far. After a while, the game started to get a bit boring- and lonely. I couldn’t find ANY of them, although, I have found a key in one of the bedrooms, which I made sure not to mention during my rants.

“Umm, buddies, it’s getting awfully lonely now” I sighed, as I headed to the same room for the fifth time. I never liked spending my time alone. My throat was starting to grow dry.

“How about; one of you come out here, and I’ll give you one of those old spikes? The ones they don’t sell anymore? I’ve got half a minute. You’ve got half a minute to show up in the first bedroom, come on~” I tried, as I simply stood in the corner next to a large bed. From what I’ve picked up, the room was designed to be Liza’s room, judging from the purple sheets, and various panda objects (such as a weird panda lamp, panda carpet, panda pillow… damn it AJ, sure the game is creepy, but you couldn’t have been more obvious when decorating each of the rooms).

“Come on. A rare spike. Who doesn’t want that?” I continued, as I let my character stand in the corner of the room, waiting for someone to approach me.

“Kay, you’ve got 30 seconds- no scratch that, 10 seconds already passed so… 20 more seconds. Come on, a pretty rare spike” I kept chatting on, as the silence was starting to become irritating. The game was in full screen, and to access some music I’d have to exit the game- damn it.

“20, 19, 18, 17…. 16… 15… come on guys I’m counting slowly just for your benefit” by now, my throat was feeling dry and my eyes were starting to hurt a bit. I should have slept longer today- why’d I even wake up at 7:00 on a Sunday morning? My eyes are killing me. Stupid me.

“…14, 13… 12… 11…. 10… 9… 8… 7……….6…….5…. well ya all are really slow today, huh?” I muttered, before continuing my countdown.

“… Well, no spike for you, then. I’ll keep all those to myself” I grimaced, moving out of the corner of the room.

I was starting to feel a bit pathetic now, just talking to myself. My friends didn’t even respond through the chat box to any of my words. I was expecting more of a… I don’t know. A social experience from this? Maybe not a social experience- but I wanted to play it with my friends. It certainly didn’t feel like I was playing with them at all.

“Arg, I’m starting to hate this… Where are you!?” I sighed, walking out of the room. Five. Five of them, and I hadn’t seen anyone yet! …besides that, I was feeling awfully alone.

“Well, okay then… I’ll just be a lonely old ghost, standing in the corridor~” I tried joking, but, as of lately, all my jokes just tend to fall flat on their face.

“…I hate playing as these kinds of characters- I never know where to go to find any of you, and it’s so damn lonely” I whined, going back into the dining area. I decided to stand in the doorway, maybe one of them will just fall into me when walking in.

“I’m feeling more alone then I have in middle school- and that was a very lonely time for me- come on, don’t do this to me guys, I’m having flashbacks” I gave up on the doorway and circled around the table, admiring the detailed designs on the chairs once again.

“I’d never be invited outside or to parties. I’d usually just be that friend they had at school, not after school, you know? Like, we don’t care about you after school” I walked out into the corridor (…again…) and walked into the second bedroom. This one displayed a bundle of neatly laid pillows on the bed, a crimson carpet with a fancy sewed in picture of Gilbert. The walls were covered in orange and black paw prints, while the closets and desks where painted red.

“One time- one time I went to McDonalds with friends- one time. And what happened afterwards? I went home, slept through the night, and never heard from them again” I walked out of Gilbert’s room, since there was obviously nobody there. Damn it- we’ve been playing this for 15 minutes already.

“Max, damn it Max, you where chill- I liked you. We could have been friends, but you disappeared. You know what? Ya’ll turned into Maxes now. How the heck did you manage that?”

I walked into the bathroom, and using my ghost-paws, checked behind the shower curtain and searched through the cabinets. Nothing.

“I really, really, really, really think you should reconsider your life choices, all of you- I’m just a sad, little lonely ghost. Ghosts can’t hear what you speak, ghosts don’t see you and ghosts can’t get rid of loneliness- because ghosts only listen to themselves, to their own little pathetic voices that grow annoying after some time- “my grimace deepened. I continued weaving myself through the house, searching through the rooms, opening and closing all the doors. “-A ghost is probably the most pathetic and weak thing you’ll find in this whole house, and yet you continue to avoid me”

And suddenly everything wasn’t just on the screen, it was all around me. It was me, once again, in the hallway, as a ghost. It was me, once again, being avoided. The screen wasn’t there, my friends weren’t there, only the hallway and me.

“Am I- what am I? Am I needy? Are you worried people will care that you hang out with me or something? You probably do.” I walked down the hallway, the backpack sitting unevenly on my back.

“As weird as it is with the age of yours, all of you are still AJ fanatics, right? Well, remember how in that one AJ short, Greely was a boring little wolf, until Mira came and made him an alpha? That might happen to me, and nobody is willing to hang out with me. If I became an alpha, then maybe you’d also get some rank, or also become an alpha for being my friend- “I walking into one of the classrooms. Purple sheets, panda lamps, panda carpet, panda pillows. There was nobody there.

“-And then I’ll be cool, but nobody really wants to take that risk, don’t they? You won’t give me a chance to prove myself- “I exited the room, my backpack seemingly gaining more weight, slowing me down.

“-But you know what? Maybe I don’t want a chance. If you’re going to be like that, maybe I don’t want to hang out with you. Maybe we just wouldn’t work out, you know, won’t click. That’s probably it. We just won’t be able to ‘click’ together- “I continued my rant while walking down the corridor, the bag on my shoulders weighing me down like a sack of rocks.

“-and that’s okay. Not everyone clicks. It’s okay. No, it’s not okay, because now I’m really sad and I’d just like one of you to show up” I finally snapped out of whatever it was, and blinked at the screen in front of me.

Nothing, nobody. I’ve found nobody yet. 25 minutes.

My breaths were uneven as I continued exploring the house, until I bumped into a staircase I haven’t been down before. I guessed it was better than nothing and started climbing down.

“Somewhere I haven’t checked yet. Maybe you’re all in here. You better be in here- “10 steps down. “-maybe one of you will be down here and we’ll be like ‘hey’, and ‘how you doin’?’. But I feel as if that won’t be the case- “20 steps down.

“-That’s fine, I’ll just… say hi to Myself. Hi. Hey. How are you? Fine- “30 steps down. “-See, I’m perfectly fine with having a conversation with myself. I have a bunch of topics to talk about- “

40 steps down. “-like, we can talk about what we want and don’t want, how we should care less about what others think and care more about what we should be doing- “

I reached the bottom. My eyes looked around the room. Damn this room.

A maze of boxes opened up in front of me. Maybe… maybe they’re hiding in here. Don’t lose hope. Just keep talking, don’t think too much, don’t think too much…

“-I’ll just sort out my life problems, I’ll think about what I should be doing, I’ll think about what kind of job I should have, instead of being stupid like the rest of you, and… and when I finally get everything sorted out, I’ll be happy and stuff, while the rest of you… won’t be happy, and will be stuck as little ghosts haunting this stupid house- “and suddenly, the maze of boxes surrounds me, turning into endless streets and allies. I’m so far away, so far away from anything that looks normal. I’m so far away from ‘home’, I’m so far away from happiness. There’s so much walking, so much searching the endless streets to find my way back. I don’t know where I am. What I do know, is all the shops surrounding me.

Japanese food, Chinese food, some damned junk food place. When I was sitting at home- everyone would be sitting, stuffing their faces with food. Of course, why’d I go? I’m not going to go alone.

Through the window, I could make out everyone eating, chatting, laughing. And- I’ve… I’ve asked, I’ve asked if I could come along. Too bad half the people ‘were leaving for the weekend’. What I wasn’t aware of, was the fact that they were only leaving for the Chinese restaurant around the corner.

“-How much food are you stuffing in your mouth right now? We were meant to be playing a game, all of us, together, but everyone’s eating. You know what- that’s why I can’t hear you guys. ‘Cuz you’re all stuffing your face with food, you won’t even put it away for a second to talk to me. But that’s okay. It’s fine. I’ll live with it-” The allies and streets started blending together, shaping themselves once again into a maze of boxes. I stopped walking through it for a moment, snickering.

“-No, you know what, I’m not going to live with it. I’m a ghost- I’m dead. I can’t live with it. I can’t stuff my face with food like you do. I can’t hear you people because nobody apparently wants to TALK to me- “I took in a deep breath. I reached the end of the maze. Another flight of stairs going up. Sure. Whatever. I can walk up some stupid stairs.

“-Right now, I’m just a ghost, going through this stupid little haunted house, looking for my friends. I’m just, just a ghost trying to find a way into the afterlife, you know. I can’t- I can’t even leave the damn game because I’m a ghost- “I indeed, couldn’t leave the game. Sure, I could just wait until the 50-minute timer stops, or reboot the computer, but that beats the point of the game, right?

It certainly stopped feeling like a game a long while ago.

Point was the ghost is to pathetic to have their own exit button.

“You know what- “I looked around the room I ended up being inside, taking it all in. It was a pretty room. A single window stood in the corner, letting in drops of moonlight, which reflected off of the torn sheets on the bed. The window’s curtains were torn- everything in the room looked… broken and torn. But the light, animation, and… everything, was beautiful.

“-you know what, this, this view here, is beautiful. None of you can see how beautiful it is, because you’re not here. It’s so beautiful that I’ll just spread it on some bread and eat it- “I moved to walk up to the bed, examining the sheets. Yellow. A pretty yellow. A lonely yellow. A sad yellow. Yellow nonetheless.

“-But you know what, I can’t eat it, because views are something inedible. Idiots- “I turned away from the bed. It’s just a bunch of pixels. This room is just pixels, my character is pixels, this stupid game is just a bunch of pixels. Remember? This is a game. It’s a game.

“-JUST SHOW YOURSELF, DAMN IT”

The room was left behind, as the ghost haunted the corridor once again.

“I REALLY, REALLY, NEED YOU TO SHOW YOURSELF. I REALLY, really, want you to show yourself” I let out a humourless chuckle, opening, closing, opening, closing, opening, closing the doors to the bedrooms.

Open, close, open close, open- something’s glistening in this room.

I walk in, and I can’t believe my eyes. The key from before, is standing patiently on the desk. It’s here. Nobody has found it. It’s here, in plain sight.

“We’ve been playing for 40 damned minutes, and you still hadn’t found a way out of here? YOU haven’t even found this key? This sorry excuse for a key?! You’ve got five, five people! How have you not gotten out yet!? If I wasn’t so pathetically horrible at this game, so horrible at playing this excuse for a ghost, you’d all be dead by now! If you could have just exited the house already, if you could have just won already, we- I, wouldn’t have to be here, in this position!” By now I was desperately hammering the arrow keys, my ghost walking around and clumsily bumping into everything that was on its way.

“-If any of you- at least ONE of you, tell me, where you are, I’ll tell you where the damned keys are. I’ll help you out. Screw the ghost persona- screw this, I want out. You want out. I’ll help you guys- guys, please, write something in the damned chat box!” but the chat remained silent. It remained untouched.

More silence. A few quiet minutes of silence.

“Okay then guys. Um. I bet you’re safe. You don’t need my help, so just get the keys, I’ll- I’ll wait. 10 more minutes anyways, losers. You’re all slow” I mumbled. I let out a shaky breath, as I let my ghost character rest for a moment. I stared at the dark screen, taking my hands of the keyboard. I rubbed them againced each other in a motion to calm me down.

Stare at the screen, don’t look away. Don’t look away, you might miss your friends- Your friends who’re avoiding you. Don’t miss them. Keep your eyes on the screen. Don’t look away.

I whipped my sweaty hands on my jeans, before leading them back up to the keyboard.

“I, just…. Want you to…. Know this- “I moved my cruiser around my screen, in a motion to look around the room I’m currently in. “-I hate it. I hate this. A lot.

I tried searching my brain for something. Anything. But nothing was coming to mind. Nothing except mazes of streets and allies, Chinese restaurants, and empty school hallways.

“Um. You guys know that AJ’s releasing another book? What was it called… uhhh…. Alpha… Alpha’s Land? Yeah- Alpha’s Land. Isn’t that neat?” I laughed another humourless laugh, moving my character out of the room. Wasn’t this funny- wasn’t this pathetic? Everyone else can think of happy thoughts. But I can’t. Why can’t I do that? Why can’t I think of anything to say?

Something blinked in the corner of my screen. A message. The chat box.

I quickly clicked on the message, and read the text.

Pinocioz: Dude you still in the game?

I stared back. Of course I am.

Popxcorn: Of course I am.

Pinocioz: quit the game then, we’ve already finished it.

Popxcorn: what

''Pinocioz: We finished the game, it says you’re still playing. I think it glitched.''

Popxcorn: WHEN DID YOU FINISH IT?

''Pinocioz: 5 minutes ago? I don’t know.''

''Popxcorn: What? How?!''

''Pinocioz: I don’t know. It’s a new game, it probably glitched around. I mean, we’ve bumped into you more than once, and you didn’t do anything when we did''

Popxcorn: But I…

Popxcorn: What?

''Popxcorn: you never bumped into me! Any of you! Didn’t you hear me ranting at you this whole time?''

Pinocioz: No, we heard you until you tried bribing us to show ourselves for a spiked collar.

Pinocioz: We didn’t hear you after that.

Popxcorn: But

''Pinocioz: Just leave the game, maybe we’ll play another round again. It might work out this time''

Popxcorn: I

Popxocrn: I told you things I haven't told anyone and

Popxocorn: and

Popxcorn: You don’t know how much

Popxcorn: I hate this game right now

>END GAME: GHOST LOSES!


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Thank you for reading this- did you like it? Was it boring? Where you able to understand what the player went through? What caused his meltdown, what and why he was feeling all of this? Emotions come randomly, and memories can really hurt sometimes. What did you think I wrote badly here? Would you have wanted more explanation, maybe make the 'breakdown' longer? Please educate me on what you enjoyed and disliked. (don't be afraid to be honest, I really need some feedback because I'm starting to feel as if everything I'm writing isn't very good, and I have no idea how to make it better e,e)

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