The Eye Horror Game Novels & Stories

Nathan growled to Kyara apprehensive she would be ambushed. Kyara walked to the exit according to Nathan's instructions but splashed her last words in a serious outburst of ire pointing to Jerome. "I want those eyes in my hands making him blind forever. He was staring at my woman parts like a hawk of lust." To her surprise before she could take the second step there was a huge yell followed by a whimper and something fell in her hands. They were the eyes of a human. Kyara looked back startled and saw two hollow pits bleeding in the place of eyes of Jerome. A satiated smile crossed her features followed by a nod to Nathan.

Deadness and stillness were diverse across the brine with profound orbs. I greeted them with my eyes where everything was trifle with dullness and void emotion. The chasm screams peril at the same time demise. The unmoving regard was chaperoned by volitional hamper breathing like I was squabbling something back and losing. My eyes glinted with irate and frigid outrage, much like blazing downpours on this pitch-black night. "Let's play some game, shall we?" It was like someone contained my body and took over it to be this daring and let alone fear hang in the air.

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

--- The Warning As Evelyn finished her tale, the group sat in silence, the weight of her words sinking in. “So, the game is cursed,” Mia said flatly. “Great.” “It’s more than that,” Evelyn said. “The game is alive. It adapts to those who play it, testing their deepest fears and desires. And it doesn’t let go easily.” Anna shivered. “Do you think it’s done with us?” Evelyn’s expression darkened. “I don’t know. But if it isn’t, you must be prepared. The game has a way of pulling people back in.”

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,.

It was even more terrifying than the female ghosts in horror movies. “F*ck! I’m scared to death! It’s getting more and more terrifying!” “I didn’t expect this level to be so simple and yet so terrifying!” “A living person digging out an eye! It looks even more terrifying than the last time! The last time, the eye was crushed by a hand. It looked fine. This time, the eyeball is still intact. It looks really terrifying!” “What a big eyeball! This is the first time I’ve seen a complete eyeball that isn’t broken!”

The ghosts looked fully recharged, lounging around in small groups and staring at me with bright, expectant eyes. A cold, mechanical voice rang in my head. "Game completion reaches 100%. Congratulations on clearing the game, Player. You will be logged out in ten minutes." I froze and was utterly stunned that everything had gone by in just a brief blur. Though it was a horror game, it felt like I was just here working part-time. With a sigh, I put on my brightest smile. "Free hugs limited to one per ghost. Anyone?"

The child zombie burst out from behind the hallway corner. It was unbelievably fast, running with both hands and feet, hitting the ground like an agile panther. As it lunged toward Hayley, the heavy bangs covering its forehead flew up, revealing a pair of eerie, pupil-less white eyes. That innocent childlike face, paired with the pale eye sockets and a blood-soaked mouth split almost to the back of its head, looked straight out of a horror movie. There wasn't a trace of color in its face. Its gray-white eyes locked onto Hayley, filled with nothing but manic excitement.

Let’s see how this one ends for our girl. [And if she rejects him, he gets angry and kills people anyway. Same outcome, different flavor.] The air felt charged, hormones spiking fast. That familiar dryness hit my throat again. My eyes felt glued to his face. I couldn’t look away. I’d experienced this before. There was a dungeon once, Rose Manor. The feeling was exactly the same as when I ran into Zero and Jackson back then. The moment I lock eyes with an anomaly that fits my taste, my stupid love-struck brain starts overheating on its own.

[Welcome to the SSS-level dungeon: “Wish.”] [Please choose your cause of death.] The moment I landed in the horror game and reunited with my teammates, a strange man appeared in front of us. Thick black mist coiled around his head, hiding his face. His whole presence felt… wrong. “Shit!” the guy with dyed yellow hair cursed. “What kind of sick prank is this? You think a few cheap effects will scare me? Nice try!”