Monsters University Scare Games Game Novels & Stories

Malakai The four high-definition monitors mounted above the steel workbench flickered in the dark bunker, casting a cold, metallic blue light across my bare, scar-laced chest. On the center display, the feed from the Thorne Industries penthouse suite was still running. The boardroom was empty now. The heavy mahogany table was abandoned, littered with forgotten water glasses and torn legal papers, but the memory of her performance was burned into the back of my retinas.

he asked. "Yes." "And the video?" "Yes." "You didn't respond." "I didn't know what to say." He stepped closer. "The truth would be a good start." "The truth about what?" "About why you're doing this. About what you want." "I don't—" "Don't lie to me, Diego. Not here. Not now." "This whole thing is a game to you. That's all I am." "Is that what you think?" He was in my space now backing me against the wall. "Then let's play."

“Did I enter the wrong room? Is this even a horror game? I thought I clicked an otome game!” Everyone was stunned, and just like that, under the players’ watchful eyes, he carried me upstairs.

Each one styled around a theme, doorways gaping like mouths, signage glaring overhead in neon, and blood‑red holo. We emerged into what could only be called a market. Not for food or weapons. For games. Stalls and kiosks had been set up in irregular rows, their counters manned by more of the blank‑faced attendants or slick, pre‑recorded holograms. Above each was a screaming banner: RED STREETS RUN MAZE RUN: HARD MODE LAST STAND: SOLO CAPTURE THE CORE PUZZLE GAUNTLET – COOPERATIVE TOWER ASCENT ONE BULLET

Jessica's voice went dead serious. "This manor has thirty floors. The monsters on the lower floors? They're simple. Predictable. They work on pure instinct. Learn their patterns, and you can survive. Treat them like traps. But the higher you go... the ones at the top are a different breed entirely. They won't just kill you. They'll shatter your sanity in seconds. They'll show you what true terror really is." "She's right," Brad chimed in, his smile turning predatory.

But my grandfather sent me again to another school named 'HARRISON UNIVERSITY' A typical but high-end school congested with bitches, nerds, lovers, jerks, bullies, and the pathetic ones who love to see themselves bullied. Not until I started to see bizarre things, I never wish to involve with. 'Monsters'—that's what Harrison University has. From that day on, I learn that all things happening inside this campus are bound to each other. Too late for me to realize that these will lead me to the place where I can find the identity that I myself don't want to bring back.

As for where he was in the dark of night, well, he was right by my food stall. The audience easily guessed that something sinister was going on, and their discussion reached a fever pitch. [The newbie is done for. The players have started killing one another.] [The scariest part of this horror game isn’t just the ghouls. Sometimes players are even more ruthless to one another.] [Her cooking might be able to win over the ghoul NPCs, but it won’t do much against another player’s longsword!] [What’s she going to do now? Can someone communicate with Camden? I can spend money to convince him not to do it. I’ll spend whatever it takes!]

Scarlett cried, before sniffing her nose. "How scary is it?". Amelia asked because she was tired of playing games with Scarlett. "It's very scary Mama!". Scarlett said in between tears. Amelia nods her head so that Scarlett can continue her statement. "Inside the school premises….. I do see monsters walking with their head on the floor, while their leg is in the air……. I do see some monsters changing into beasts, and they always come after me, while using a knife". The young Scarlett declared.

As we walked, Tommy explained the game to me. “It's called MonsterGo,” he said, pulling out his cell phone. “You open up the app and then monsters pop up on your screen. They can show up anywhere, so you have to run all over town to find them.” Tommy snatched my phone out of my hand and quickly downloaded the game for me. “There, now you can play too,” he said. I shrugged, seeing the game as the perfect opportunity to distract myself from the misery that was job hunting. We ran around the park for a bit and it wasn't long before I caught my first monster. It was called a “Stingly.”

Soon after that, everyone started coughing and vomiting. Me myself, I can smell the scent of flesh that had left in the air for weeks. An eyeball falls into my head. I stared at it on the floor, and the pupils moves. It locked and stared into my eyes; I screamed hard as more eyeballs fell from the dark ceiling. Everyone panicked once again. Blood rained as I hear the squishes of flesh being squeezed. ... Blake smirked as he moves the controllers. "Oh, what a game this is." He whispers to himself,.