School arrived the next day, Gill didn’t come to school today and nobody expected a thing. It was ro

School arrived the next day, Gill didn’t come to school today and nobody expected a thing. It was roll call in homeroom. The teacher was calling out everyone’s names. “Casey Hall called our teacher Mr. Wallace. Mr. Wallace was the finest male teacher in the school. Arms crossed over his muscular chest Mr. Wallace sat behind his desk calling out names. Casey was starting with a dreamy look upon her face as she eyed Mr. Wallace. He had bedroom brown eyes, a quirky smile, athletic frame, and his…. A paper ball hit Casey in the head before she could finish her assumptions. Casey twirled around in her seat and her best friend Julian was grinning at her with a blue Gatorade bottle in his hand. “Look at the note he mouthed. Casey unrolled the paper ball, what she read made her roll her eyes and smack her lips. The note said, ”You seem thirsty, do you want some of my Gatorade?” “Gill Montgomery called Mr. Wallace who was looking around the classroom. “He’s absent called a voice from the back roll. “Moving on then said, Mr. Wallace.

Today is exam day, thus I need everybody to take out a number two pencil with a good eraser.” “So, if you make a mistake you can use your eraser. “Now if you have don’t have a number two pencil, I can let you borrow one of my pencils for the exam.” “That being said raise your hand if you’re in need of a pencil for the exam?” Mr. Wallace begins walking around giving out pencils and exam papers. “Now before we start, I need for everybody to listen to what I am about to say.” “Do not stay on a question for more than five minutes, this is a hundred question exam.” “I need for everybody to read and not scan through the exam take your time.” “Its not a race it doesn’t matter who finishes first. “No reason to rush through it and fail if you don’t understand a question go to the next question, them come back later.” “This is not a timed exam; I repeat this not a timed exam.” “Now take out your standardized test forms and if you misplaced yours, I have an extra one up here.” “Since that is settled everybody can begin.” “

Gilman, the guy who was stuck inside his game. It sounds impossible right? Since I couldn't seen to get out of the game anything was possible. Now, growing up I was the one who didn't believe ghosts were real. Scary movies didn't even scary me but being trapped inside a game scared me shitless. Would I ever see my parents, my friends, or my family again? When I brought this game from the Glendale game store this wasn't what I expected would happen.

Gilman Smith is formerly known as Gill a son of a Conglomerate millionaire Gavin Smith. Gavin Smith was an intelligent man, he made his first hundred- thousands of dollars at the age of sixteen bettings on greyhound races in West Virginia. A Gill was the youngest male in his whole family. There were many Smith men although, most were in their mid-thirties the to late forties. Hal Smith was the eldest making it to ninety-four years old. Hal the oldest male in the Smith family and firm believer of the perfect example of what a man should be like. Pretentious, smart, vein, a man of god and handsome. The traits that Gill lack that apply to him are witty, indelicacy, a perfectionist, and genuine. Gill has blue eyes, black hair trimmed short which he shares with his mother who has raven hair and blue eyes as well, A dimple in his chin, slim frame and tall.

Gill was stuck in a real game but his mind was there his body was nowhere sight. His soul and mind were in the game however, his body was supposed to be at home. Gill was fighting phantoms in the game and hiding when demons roamed. Gill was walking down a long pathway to an abandoned lab when he heard a familiar voice.

”Get the phone, Casey.” ”Who is this?” ”I'm afraid!” Those VOICES belonged to Casey and Mickey. Who were they on the phone with? He hopes the bastard who took his body wasn't praying upon them too. ”Mickey!” ”Casey!” ”Can you hear me?” ”Please can anyone of you hear me?” ”One player is in the game while two others are out, figure out the riddle before time runs out.” Gill stops yelling and listened closely to the voice. One player in the game? Oh, God, they're talking about him?

What kind of monster did he let loose when he started playing the game? He could hear snarling sounds and heavy breathing echoing. Gill slowly began walking toward the lab. Gill's feet stomped through vines, grass, and dirt. Gill pushed opens the old wooden door and a delicious smell of bacon waters his mouth. The inside was in much better shape than the outside. The living room was decorated with modern furnishings, an antique grandfather clock sat in the corner. A fifty-inch was hanging on the wall along with a couple of paintings. One particular painting caught his eye. It was an abstract painting of the moonlight and the river. It was impressive. Gill heard a loud crash. The hair of the back of his neck curved up. Someone else was definitely inside the house. Gill was following the direction of the noise when his conscience being to prick. Was he really following the noise he heard in an abandoned house? Normally, people get caught and hurt when they're found uninvited in other people's homes? The hallway he was walking through was small, with many pictures covering the walls. The light over the hallway was blinking out and he felt chilly.

The hallway began to shake and he felt the floor under his feet moving. It felt like an earthquake was happening. Gill held on to the walls as it shook once again. Gill closed his eyes against the noise. His stomach was giddy with fear. As the earthquake sided down. Gill opens his eyes and an inaudible scream escaped his throat.

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