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Sometimes I would “run into” a normal dream, only to have it immediately turn into a nightmare that corrupted its elements into twisted, gnarled horrors. But wait—it’s also Russian, and is played on outdated and strange hardware, that for some reason is a system based off of a VCR. I’m not going to share it unless I really can’t find a way into it, but it ignited interest and activity again, as did my report about what the game just did to someone.

He wanted to work on other things all day, as his life didn’t revolve around the game and he had already showed me pretty much everything it had to offer. We all have those moments where we’re frozen, trying to accept whether or not we just experienced something bizarre. Just because I live in Florida doesn’t mean I’m not used to cold weather; I’ve seen snow plenty of times. So I had probably just wasted my entire evening trying to set up variables that likely didn’t exist in the first place. We don’t share your credit card details with third-party sellers, and we don’t sell your information to others.

Dedicated as they were, posts were now only made once every few days, and the forum was close to dormant. I’m going to get something out there for the record, that as a trusted member of the community and one of the few who can operate the machine, I’m supposed to keep a secret. There’s a lone seller in America whose father had a collection of the things, but no one knows where he got them. The seller of the key component wants no further attention, and we’ve agreed to protect him as a source.

As the version didn’t have a debug menu that I could use to skip to the end, I asked Boris if there was anything different about it. Had anyone been an outright sadist to Fun Bunn, by just killing him over and over, with as little mercy as the real world’s rabbit-hunting predators would give him? If I mention my condition after I tell the tale, I’ll just wipe away any assurance that any of this is true, won’t I?And now that I got to try saying different things to pass challenges, I found that the system was looking for certain keywords. But this was meant to be a kid’s game, apparently, so it was clearly supposed to be an innocent and “fun-to-say” name. We had lunch out every day around town at his favorite restaurants, and though Boris always offered to, I couldn’t possibly have him pay for any of my meals. Last night, as I typed out portions of this journal in a powerless room, I thought about the story LIZ-4 in Alaska. Fun Bunn’s ghost or whatever the hell he is likes electricity, but I’m not sure if this was just one of my childhood fears leaking.

But it was still playable and understandable enough, and I think any American child would be able to get through the story on their own. I asked if he had any similar experiences, and while the English version of the game did make him feel slightly “off” while playing it, he never went through anything like I had.

I hope you are seeing this, because if you come after me this time, I’m going to enjoy giving you one more deserved death. It’s one thing reading about this stuff in scary stories, but seeing it and knowing people put time to program it all in… I’m almost surprised that pictures of my family being murdered or already in the form of gravestones didn’t start appearing on the screen. Though I never experienced the things he had, I started to really believe him that morning just by seeing him in that state, and I couldn’t use his fever to explain it all away. The screen flashed, and for a few frames, there was a new sprite of Fun Bunn, that I had never seen before.