Horror Games and Burritos
I sell burritos in a horror game.
All the ghosts would come to my place and buy a tasty burrito after they got off work.
That was until one day, my ex-husband, who was obsessed with abusing me, joined the game as a player.
He brought a group of people to my store and trashed the place. They ruined all the ingredients I had.
When the Bosses finished their overtime and saw their pre-ordered burritos on the ground in pieces, their eyes became dark, and they were immediately infuriated.
The Patchwork Monster was so angry that the stitches on its body were beginning to break. It started ripping the players apart.
The Eight-Armed Maiden’s hair fanned out and pierced many players.
The Wedding Dress Maiden suddenly became a giant and started eating the players one by one.
The Bosses were willing to work overtime and maintain the operations of the dungeons overnight just so that they could have a burrito.
That night, all the players were sleeping when they were forced to join a horror game.