The One Who Escaped

This is a story that I never thought I would be brave enough to share. One that has left me scared of ever touching a computer ever again.

In the early days of roblox, I used to be an active user. Every day when I came back from school I would turn on my computer and start playing. Me and my friends David, John, Isabelle and Reginald would always call our skype group chat and play a few games. At the time Roblox made games were the best to play as they were the ones who knew most about how to make them, however they became boring. The only games Roblox made were brickbattle type games. Me and my four friends had been playing them ever since we first heard of the game so we decided to check out the user made games. We found a few games including “Plane Fight”, “Escape the planet” and so on. We understood why almost nobody was playing these games because they all were the same, obby games and more brickbattle games. We decided to try one of them out to see if they were the same as normal brickbattle.

When we joined the game it started lagging unlike ever before. My friends experienced the same thing and we concluded that our internet providers were having disturbances as we all used the same providers. When the lag finally cut down a bit, we could start playing. As we thought, it was a direct ripoff from brickbattle. We had been playing for a few hours until we realized we had wasted the entire afternoon playing brickbattle when we had decided to try a new form of game. We all decided to disconnect for the evening and come back tomorrow.

When I went to sleep that evening, it got scary. The night started with a nightmare, one I couldn’t really explain. I was all alone in a dark room, sitting on a chair. I wasn’t tied to the chair and there shouldn’t have been anything stopping me from standing up, but I couldn’t. No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t stand up from the chair. But I noticed something, my hands weren't, real hands. Instead my entire arm was a block, just like the characters in roblox. When I made this discovery the room felt like it was shrinking. I heard disturbing whispering and it felt like the pressure in the room was rising extremely fast, until everything stopped. The last thing I remember seeing from that dream was four figures standing in the dark, looking at me.

When I woke up, only two hours of the night had gone by. I turned on my computer and checked roblox, despite it being in the middle of the night, all my four friends were online and playing a game. The name of that game is forever burned in my head, Gourmand. I opened up skype and joined the call while I started the game. They were all completely silent for the first few seconds. Until one of them realized I was in the call. John asked me: “Did you have the same dream as we did? The one with the chair.” I was frightened. I recognised his voice, but it felt deeper. He wasn’t in his regular happy manor, he only felt empty. When I switched tabs to the game, we were all standing in the middle of a field, with black fog everywhere. That’s when it happened, Isabelle was grabbed by something in the game, and the moment that happened she left the voice call. My fright reached max. Was this just a prank they played on me? But how could they’ve controlled my dream? With all thoughts spinning in my head, John was grabbed as well. He left the voice call the instant he was grabbed as well. And only a few seconds later, Reginald was also grabbed and left. I was completely alone in the field. That’s when my screen turned black, when I scrolled with my mouse wheel, the game came back. As I saw where I was, a chill came down my spine. I was in a dark room, sitting in a chair. I tried clicking the spacebar button, but it didn’t work. I saw those four figures looking at me again, they were my friends. I immediately left the game and shut down my computer and wondered what had happened. And because of sleep deprivation, I passed out.

I never met John, Isabelle, David or Reginald again. I went to all of their houses, but only their crying parents opened the door and said that they were gone. Something inside of Roblox, had taken my friends.

This all happened over 12 years ago. And I vowed to myself, to never play Roblox again, because what took my friends, could still be there, waiting for me to come back. Because I was the one who escaped.

Written by Isamation