March 10, 2022
Serial Story: Noah’s Dream Journal #3
October 26, 1:37 AMI wasn’t in this dream, like I was not physically in it. It looked like some old video game I’ve never heard of. The polygonal look of it made everything jagged and uneasy; even the characters, a rat and a garden gnome, looked like they were in pain. Whether or not this was a real game, I knew for certain that I was playing it. Once again, I was in control.I couldn’t tell what was happening and all the dialogue seemed dull and drawn out, so I just skipped through most of it. Then, one dialogue box popped up that read, “Just as long as he doesn’t quit the game.” Did they know this was a game? Did they know that they were characters waiting for this conversation to be over? Would something happen if I did quit? I didn’t touch a button. I didn’t know what to think after that.Then, this melody creeped in as the characters turned to face me. It was that song the mother whistled in the last dream, but it only made me feel uneasy, and the two characters’ eyes turning a sickly yellow left me feeling nauseated. I couldn’t look at them anymore, I had to pause the game. More dialogue boxes came at the pause screen: “Don’t quit the game!” “Don’t hurt us!” “DON’T HURT US!!!” I did it. I quit. The song stopped and so did the dialogue… but it only got worse after that…To be continued…Click these links to read previous entries: Part 1, Part 2.
—Jake Puestow, Serial Fiction Editor