(WARNING: this is fiction! This is not met to break the guidelines. This is all just creative writing.) “It has been 2 hours since yellow left to play the game. We were getting worried. ‘What if he is de@d!?’ Pink exclaimed. ‘Maybe he is just into the game’ I said. Gray told us he is going to check on yellow, and later came back in grief. ‘Guys, you have to see this…’ we went to security to see yellow on the floor and the TV he was playing the game on saying in bl00dy text ‘YoUr tOo SLoW!’ His mini companion was sitting by his crying. ‘He’s de@d!’ Pink cried. Gray told us he suffered from a seizure playing the game. I-I can’t believe this happened… why did this happen? Is it because I through away the game? I feel so bad…. This could be all my fault…” -red
Zvardin
