Please. You have to help me. Whoever is reading this, I'm begging you to read to the end. It won't take long, and you might be the only chance I have. So please, focus on what you're reading, and I apologize in advance.
My name is Walter. I live by myself in a small house in New York City. My life is pretty ordinary for the most part. My days consist of me working at the local gas station, grabbing a bite to eat at a Wendy's after work, and then coming home to kill time on the computer. Pretty boring. But on the plus side, I have an extremely cute neighbor, Alice. She has curly blonde hair, bright blue eyes, long legs, etc.
Every once in a while she'll stop by and we'll chat, but other than that we've never really talked much. So imagine my surprise when a few days ago I heard frantic knocking on my door and when I opened it, I saw Alice. A shaking and crying Alice.
As soon as I opened the door she ran in my house. She took about five steps and then collapsed onto the floor. She passed out. I didn't really know what was up or what was wrong, and I kind of thought she had to hide from the police or something, but she looked shaken up so I let her sleep. An hour later she woke up.
"Hey, is everything alright? You kind of burst through my door about an hour ago and you were crying and stuff. You OK?" I asked her.
"You've got to help me," she whispered. "I have to tell you the rules."
I kind of just looked at here like she was insane. I was curious though, so I asked her what she was talking about.
"The Devil's Game. I need to tell you the rules of The Devil's Game," she said.
"Alice are you some kind of Satanist or something? Because I don't really roll that way."
She started to cry again and managed to choke out "I need you to listen to the rules."
At that point I was a little freaked but she looked like her life depended on her telling me the rules of whatever this game was, so I said "OK then, let's here them."
Alice smiled a bit at that. "Thank you," she said. "Rule one: don't fall asleep with the lights off. Rule two: don't look in the mirror. Rule three: don't stay up after midnight. And the fourth rule is," And then she started to laugh. And I'm serious, it was the creepiest laugh I've ever heard in my whole entire life. It was something straight out of a horror movie or something. Terrifying.
And I didn't know what to do when she was laughing, so I kind of just chuckled a little bit.
"You've got nothing to laugh about!" she screamed at me.
My mouth went dry and my heart started beating as fast as it ever did. I tried to speak but no words came out of my mouth.
She spoke again. "Rule four: if you know all four rules, you're a player." She flashed me a smile and then she left. Just stood up and walked out the door. As you can probably guess, I was a little shaken up. Well, more than a little. But I figured that she was high or drunk or maybe a combination of both so I didn't really pay attention to what she was saying.
I shrugged it off and went back on the computer. After a few hours I looked at the time. 1: 22 in the morning. It was getting pretty late so I decided it was time to go to bed. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and of course I looked in the mirror because it's above my sink. Then I went to my room, shut off all the lights, and I fell into bed.
And dear God, what I experienced during the next couple of days after that was horrifying. I would type out what happened, but my fingers are shaking as I type this and I don't think I'll be able to hold out for much longer. I'm beginning to hear the voices. They're close.
To make a long story short, after a few days of nonstop terror and torture, I ran across the street to Alice's house. She opened the door for me with a knowing grin on her face. She said "I thought you'd be back here."
"What the hell did you do to me?" I yelled at her. "Ever since you left I've had all sorts of creepy stuff happening to me, so you tell me what you did!"
"You brought this on yourself. You broke the first three rules of the game, and now you have to suffer."
Of course at the time I didn't pay attention to the rules of the game because I thought Alice was just insane. Turns out I should have. I asked "When does the game end?"
She laughed. "It never ends."
My stomach dropped. "Then how do I win?"
"Exactly how I did. Tell another person about the game and hope they break the rules."
As I said before, I apologize. I couldn't bring myself to tell some random stranger about The Devil's Game because I'd have to look at who I'm telling. So what better way to spread it around than the internet? And the best thing is that I don't have to see who I'm telling. My conscience is clean.
A few things I should tell you: if you hear something scratching the walls, you're losing the game. If you hear heavy breathing and the voices in the dark, it means it almost has you. And if you see the shadow following you, well, let's hope you don't.
And thanks. Enjoy the game.