Telephone

Note: This game does not exist, this is just a story I thought I'd write. You are welcome to make fangames.

This game was either made by someone with a sick sense of humor, or something far more sinister. It's name is nothing but "Telephone" and has no description, no thumbnail, and the developer's name is "t10r809t89ur3". If you go to the account, it seems to be banned.

Once you join the game, you are met with a room with yellow walls, white ceilings, a hardwood floor, and a window. Outside the window, you see rain pouring over a dark field. The window is not actually transparent, as any attempts to put your camera outside of the window will fail. Inside the room, you'll find a brown table with an old rotary phone. Go up to it, and a keypad will appear on the screen. You can dial a number at your own risk.

You'll hear different noises come out of your device depending on what number you dial. People playing the game have reported hearing strangling noises and what is possibly murders. After staying in the game for a while, the audio starts to get distorted and garbled, and their vision gets blurry.

It is unknown what happens after this, as every documented player left at this point. Now, you may ask why I won't just go in the game and find out what happens after the audio distortion? Well, here's why.

IT'S BECAUSE THIS GAME IS DANGEROUS.

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Translation- IT'S QUITE ENTERTAINING TO WATCH THESE POOR LITTLE HUMANS TO SNUGGLE UP INTO THEIR BLANKETS AND READ SOME "SCARY STORIES". THEY HAVE NOT EXPERIENCED TRUE FEAR BEFORE.

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Translation- BUT SOON, WE WILL RETURN AND KILL AGAIN. WE ARE POWERFUL. WE ARE THE POLTERGEISTS OF RAMPAGE AND DESTRUCTION. AND WE WILL NOT STOP AT THE SIGHT OF A "POOR SCARED HUMAN."