The challenge happened last night. It went...horribly...
It was 5PM. I was listening to music on YouTube when I got a call on Skype from "Corvusluna". I rejected it, only to get a message from him.
Corvusluna: How rude. No matter. [17:48:09]
[REDACTED]: Who the fuck are you? [17:48:27]
Corvusluna: Knock knock. [17:48:52]
Sure enough, someone/something was knocking on the inside of my wardrobe.
[REDACTED]: No. Oh, fuck no, I'm not doing this shit. Not today, not ever. [17:58:15]
Corvusluna: That took longer than expected. Scared? [17:58:37]
[REDACTED]: Scared? What the fuck should I be scared of? [17:58:50]
Corvusluna: Well, there's the swearing, the delay in messaging, and of course the fact that you're crying right now. [17:59:28]
[REDACTED]: You're a fucking creep. I'm coming for you. [18:00:36]
So I opened the wardrobe, only to find there was only my clothes in there. Or so I thought. A hand grabbed me by the shirt and had a strong grip. Before I knew it, I was dragged to God knows where. Last thing that happened was me getting my head rammed against the floor as I fell through a wall.
When I woke up, I was in a corridor with two doors. I wanted to turn back, to leave, but...
...there was no exit.
Between the two doors was a table with a knife, a glove and a sheet of paper. It read:
"Greeting, lucky cOmpetitor!
"youR challenge is simple: behind one door Is me, behind the other is your friend. Good luck isn't what'll save you, it'll be blind judgement. to leave, blood must be sHed. Pick a door and sTab the victim in the back. will it be friend or foe?
"best of luck.
"p.s. Don't try to take the easy way out. I decide who can die and who can't, and the only person who can't die is you. Also, once you enter a room, there is no going back."
GO RIGHT? Go right to win? Go right to lose? I don't know what going right would do, so I decided to go left. That douche would make me lose by going right, so I thought I'd outsmart him by going left instead.
I put on the glove. Pink with a heart drawn in permanent marker? That asshole was just taunting me. I picked up the blade and opened the door to the left room.
I entered the room. It was mainly empty. In the centre of the room was a figure dressed in black and had a black burlap sack over their head, with a white frowny face sewn on ( 8-( ). He was motionless. Without hesitation, I raised the knife...
...and let the blood spill out from his back
The door opened behind me. There was a new piece of paper.
"Congratulations!
"You just murdered your friend in cold blood."
My eyes widened in fear and I started to cry.
"Don't feel too bad, though. Sam was the only person who could kill me, so you just eliminated the only way I could die. On top of that, there is no way you are able to die. I told you you couldn't kill yourself, and that came into effect the moment you entered my domain. You'll just have to live with the guilt for the rest of your life.
"Also, I would never have let you kill me. No matter which door you entered, it would have led to the same room. Once again, congratulations on being the worst fucking friend ever and I await the day you become a member of my council.
"Sayonara, asswipe."
I was...SO ANGRY! I WILL KILL YOU, KROHE, EVEN IF I HAVE TO MAKE A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL HIMSELF!
I passed out right there and then.
I'm done with this shit. Don't talk to me or message me in any way with me, James. You too, Emily.
It was 5PM. I was listening to music on YouTube when I got a call on Skype from "Corvusluna". I rejected it, only to get a message from him.
Corvusluna: How rude. No matter. [17:48:09]
[REDACTED]: Who the fuck are you? [17:48:27]
Corvusluna: Knock knock. [17:48:52]
Sure enough, someone/something was knocking on the inside of my wardrobe.
[REDACTED]: No. Oh, fuck no, I'm not doing this shit. Not today, not ever. [17:58:15]
Corvusluna: That took longer than expected. Scared? [17:58:37]
[REDACTED]: Scared? What the fuck should I be scared of? [17:58:50]
Corvusluna: Well, there's the swearing, the delay in messaging, and of course the fact that you're crying right now. [17:59:28]
[REDACTED]: You're a fucking creep. I'm coming for you. [18:00:36]
So I opened the wardrobe, only to find there was only my clothes in there. Or so I thought. A hand grabbed me by the shirt and had a strong grip. Before I knew it, I was dragged to God knows where. Last thing that happened was me getting my head rammed against the floor as I fell through a wall.
When I woke up, I was in a corridor with two doors. I wanted to turn back, to leave, but...
...there was no exit.
Between the two doors was a table with a knife, a glove and a sheet of paper. It read:
"Greeting, lucky cOmpetitor!
"youR challenge is simple: behind one door Is me, behind the other is your friend. Good luck isn't what'll save you, it'll be blind judgement. to leave, blood must be sHed. Pick a door and sTab the victim in the back. will it be friend or foe?
"best of luck.
"p.s. Don't try to take the easy way out. I decide who can die and who can't, and the only person who can't die is you. Also, once you enter a room, there is no going back."
GO RIGHT? Go right to win? Go right to lose? I don't know what going right would do, so I decided to go left. That douche would make me lose by going right, so I thought I'd outsmart him by going left instead.
I put on the glove. Pink with a heart drawn in permanent marker? That asshole was just taunting me. I picked up the blade and opened the door to the left room.
I entered the room. It was mainly empty. In the centre of the room was a figure dressed in black and had a black burlap sack over their head, with a white frowny face sewn on ( 8-( ). He was motionless. Without hesitation, I raised the knife...
...and let the blood spill out from his back
The door opened behind me. There was a new piece of paper.
"Congratulations!
"You just murdered your friend in cold blood."
My eyes widened in fear and I started to cry.
"Don't feel too bad, though. Sam was the only person who could kill me, so you just eliminated the only way I could die. On top of that, there is no way you are able to die. I told you you couldn't kill yourself, and that came into effect the moment you entered my domain. You'll just have to live with the guilt for the rest of your life.
"Also, I would never have let you kill me. No matter which door you entered, it would have led to the same room. Once again, congratulations on being the worst fucking friend ever and I await the day you become a member of my council.
"Sayonara, asswipe."
I was...SO ANGRY! I WILL KILL YOU, KROHE, EVEN IF I HAVE TO MAKE A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL HIMSELF!
I passed out right there and then.
I'm done with this shit. Don't talk to me or message me in any way with me, James. You too, Emily.