Moonlit



The Intro  I sleep. I wake. The stars. The moon. Blood. I always get a vision similar to those words. I have one game to blame for this: ROBLOX.

I feel terrible; There's space all around me. I can't tell what's reality. I have a few minutes to type this before I lose grip again. ​Chapter One: The Devil's Name 

It was 11:35 PM. I had just been told to get off the computer. After brushing my teeth, and getting into my PJs, I quickly went to bed. After turning left and right for what seemed like an hour, I had finally snuck out of bed. Keeping quiet, I tiptoed into the office-which is basically a computer room-and checked the time.



11:55.



Ok, maybe it wasn't an hour. 'STILL. '​Anywho, since my parents weren't awake, I could play ROBLOX, just as long as I was extremely quiet. I snuck back into my room, pulled out my chair, turned on the computer and monitor, and sat down.

The bright, cyan screen burnt my eyes as if it were the sun. Quickly, and quietly, I got my glasses. Slipping them on, cool glasses didn't seem to make a difference to my eyesight, the screen still remained as bright as ever. I opened Microsoft Edge, and it automatically took me to my last opened tab, ROBLOX.

11:56.

I had 2,456 ROBUX. I looked at my username. ​princessaris515​.

I needed a name change.

<p style="text-align:center;">I went and clicked on the edit sign nearby my username, inserted my password, and clicked into the username box. What should it be...? I checked my clock.

<p style="text-align:center;">11:57.

<p style="text-align:center;">An idea popped into my head, and my face illuminated. I typed in the brilliant username.

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<p style="text-align:center;">​Moonlit

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<p style="text-align:center;">​It was bloody brilliant! It wasn't taken, too! It was PERFECT. A little too perfect. However, to make up for it, I decided to make it even more special. I waited until 12:00 PM to allow it to save.

<p style="text-align:center;">C'mon, you stupid clock.

<p style="text-align:center;">I don't have time for this...

<p style="text-align:center;">My parents might wake up!

<p style="text-align:center;">12:00.

<p style="text-align:center;">I quickly clicked the buy button. I felt better after buying it, knowing that I have a better name. However, something felt off. I got a notification saying that I got a free hat. Quickly, I checked my inventory. They were beautiful, space-like shades. And no, they weren't the glasses shades, they were the Midnight Rider type of shades. I loved them. I always dreamed of going to space, and seeing all the stars and galaxies. I had bought a lot of space stuff, too, and this would fit right in. I went into avatar and equipped them, giving me the look I had always desired.

<p style="text-align:center;">I clicked into games, trying to find the perfect game. A Shot In The Dark seemed good, so I joined. It was rather... odd.

<p style="text-align:center;"> <h2 style="text-align:center;">​Chapter Two: A Shot In The Dark

<p style="text-align:center;">The game was incredibly dark, with only a table and plenty of chairs. In the center of the table was a candle, and occasionally a gun. Said gun slid across the table, and into someone's hands. That person shot someone, either in the dark or in the light. The cycle repeated until there were two people left. Those two people fought to the death, but nobody came out victorious. I went into the next round. ​​Beginning game Selected Gamemode: Who did it ​Amongst you all is a murderer The murderer will kill in the dark Everyone can vote to kill who it is <p style="text-align:center;">I was automatically seated into my chair. I looked around while I still could. Suddenly, the lights went out. The murderer shot someone.

<p style="text-align:center;">The lights go back on. The person next to me was shot, with their chair falling over with them in it. ''​If that's how everyone dies, then the game can't be that creepy. ''​Fingers were pointed. Someone was killed. Wrong person. The lights turned off once more. Someone was shot. Lights went on, people voted, DEATH. Still the wrong person. The lights turned off. This time, there wasn't gun fire. The lights didn't go back on.

<p style="text-align:center;">A candle was lit, showing... humans? This wasn't an update, ROBLOX isn't THAT advanced. But they were there, and they seemed to fit right in with the normal ROBLOXian crowd. ​ritaforevermore: what just happened? xXRoseMaryXx: This might be a new feature. ...: I'm afraid not. ???: We saw the coding. This isn't possible. ...: The murderer was killed. AwkwardDuck92: WHO TF ARE YOU PEOPLE ...: Dead. ???: Dead. imalove69: ##### ### ### imalove69: sorry, how did you get here? ???: I assume a glitch. We are not supposed to be here. <p style="text-align:center;">The candle's light was blown out. ​We are not alone. <p style="text-align:center;">A loading screen had appeared. God dang it, I was teleported to another game. Waiting for something to happen, I nearly fell asleep. Then, tiny stars filled the screen. Was this... space? I couldn't believe it, I was sov gbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb

<p style="text-align:center;"> <h2 style="text-align:center;">​Intermission <p style="text-align:center;">Hm, how odd. She was ​writing what had happened after all. Hello, I am Kaiden Hernandez, the writer's therapist. I am the one monitoring her every move, and helping her get over her shock. I have recieved a medical document from Doctor Champagne about a certain poison she was injected with, and it's side effects. I shall post it on here. ​Midnight Poison Midnight Poison consists of poison ivy and special flowers only few come across. Scientists have named the flowers "Akahana Haru." The poison can be easily treated, however, there are side effects. Patients reported that they had seen visuals of space. The reason of this is unknown. The side effects cannot be treated, as there seems to be no cure, therefore the patients will carry the visuals for the rest of their lives. <p style="text-align:center;">​[REDACTED] said that she sometimes felt like someone was calling her, beckoning for her to come to them. I keep telling her that it's nothing, but deep down inside, I'm really concerned. Will she be alright?

<p style="text-align:center;"> <h2 style="text-align:center;">​Chapter Three: Space Time Continuums <p style="text-align:center;">COMING SOON

<h2 style="text-align:center;">WIP STILL

<p style="text-align:center;">Updates coming soon​