The faces I have seen.
Who are they?
All around, I see ROBLOX avatars. Am I alive? Is this real? These faces look unfamiliar. It is all real. Are they my friends? Or, am I decived?
Something feels wrong. This is my real life. I have a job. A wife. I had a son.
Until.
He disappeared.
Police have found his body in a lake about a week later. I feel watched. All those faces.
They watch me.
They will stalk me.
I stopped playing ROBLOX.
But, now, I think it is real.
Is this real?
Or, is it a dream?
Something feels odd.
The faces, they look deformed.
Almost uncanny.
With those inhuman expressions.
My friends are blocky.
I may turn into one of them.
I try to escape.
But, I cannot.
Death follows me.
I wish I was somewhere else.
Somewhere far away.
Somewhere unlike this dreaded place.
This hell I live in.
I was not supposed to live like this.
I cannot.
I cannot take it.
I cannot do this.
My life is on the line.
I pray to God.
Someone end my suffering, please, do it to free my soul.