1: Don't walk past mirrors in the dark. 2: Don't leave any doors open to your room when you go to sleep. Side Note: A creak means you’re falling behind, a rustle means you’ve almost lost. When the lights go down, hopefully you won’t see the dark shadow standing in the corner of the room. Hopefully you won't hear it breathing as your eyes shut and you begin to drift off. And if you hear a bang? Well, hopefully you never hear a... Show more
1: Don't walk past mirrors in the dark. 2: Don't leave any doors open to your room when you go to sleep. Side Note: A creak means you’re falling behind, a rustle means you’ve almost lost. When the lights go down, hopefully you won’t see the dark shadow standing in the corner of the room. Hopefully you won't hear it breathing as your eyes shut and you begin to drift off. And if you hear a bang? Well, hopefully you never hear a bang. Oh and rule 3: Once you know all three rules you are a player. You win by telling more people about the game, than the person you told you about it, that would be me.
This is the soul game. That is true you do win by telling more people . if you don’t you can here stan and devon coming. They tell you if there getting close . they will drag you threw the mirror you are now a player.
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I cant stop his voice brings calm to my ears and the music and brutal stories he tells he held me captive I feel like im going insane my sleep coming short my thoughts coming darker and darker first it was the Russian sleep experiment then the engineer dear lord help me I wake up with sweat beading down my face I can feel my body react and still when I hear the... Show more
I made this its just the start not done tell me what you think
I cant stop his voice brings calm to my ears and the music and brutal stories he tells he held me captive I feel like im going insane my sleep coming short my thoughts coming darker and darker first it was the Russian sleep experiment then the engineer dear lord help me I wake up with sweat beading down my face I can feel my body react and still when I hear the music begin and hear his voice I cant stop my knees go numb when he talks about death and how killers kill random people I simply fell inlove with his stories there horrible and cruel but so good I mean he told me this world was hell how I can start the ritual of having bliss but madness comes with every price I can feel me breathe I can feel the cold air enter my lunges
Ive gone simply mad I wish I never heard of this simple man he is the cruelest of my dreams I can hear them the thing that scratches my mind I simply stalk him I know where he lives I know where he works I know where he sleeps how he gets ready I always wanted to skim a knife against his skin and watch the skin peel pack and see his alive flesh but I cant I stop watching him and let me go back to who I am then I find myself doing what I never could do was kill anybody I use to be normal but ugly simply but the next day im putting those stories on my device watching them transerred into it id be damned if he figured who killed his dog
I killed his dog he could only love me and me only we belong together or was it the cruel or was madness now all police are looking for this poor man and I swear he is where he belongs deep deep under ground
why hello I just made it a second ago lol
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