This shouldn't be happening
God fucking Christ
Thought this is just a game
Didn't even wanted to get in all of this in the first place
Not that I found "it", but rather the other way around
"It" found me
I sprinted through the neighbourhood in the middle of the night, trying to get as far as I can from my house
I am not surprised if this is just an epic prank from a hacker, I would even be happy. But other than that, I am not taking any chances
I arrived at the playground and duck into one of the metal tubes. Somewhere that I felt safe, at least when I am playing hide and sick with Joy five years ago.
Panting, sweating, and mind lagging to react to my current messed up situation
Just then, another flash and scream causes me to have the third heart attack of today
Don't even ask me how many heart seizure can one survive in a day
The parcel is delivered beside me once more, as the cuckoo bird in my phone instructed:
"Hey, man! You should really check your equipment, if you wanted to survive the night! Cuck!"
"Can you please stop doing this all the time!?" I took my phone out from the pocket and pushed the button frantically, only to find that it is on mute.
"No worries, no one can heard me, aside from you, cuckoo~" Great, now I have a demonic bird voice tumouring in my brain, nice.
"No time to waste! Cuckoo! Snip snap and open up the case!"
Guess I didn't have a choice then
I immediately tear open the box's packaging, ripping the cardboard's frantically. Only to found a small slab lying within. "W-Wha?" I reached my hand in and took it out. Indeed, a brandless, hand held, mini, tablet. What came alongside a magnetic pen intact to the side.
No, I couldn't even count it as a tablet. I can just draw stuff on it with the pen, and with the only button, to erase my drawings for new ones.
I am getting battle royale vibes from all of this, but my "equipment" is just a joke.
I needed a PKP, not a Deepfake iPad
"Cuckoo~! What about checking the instruction manual?" The bird has the word
I tear the opening larger, and indeed, saw a sheet of neatly folded paper in the corner. Written on it is the word I needed: "Instruction Manual."
I took it out immediately, about to flip it open, but then I heard it, footsteps
I froze in track, stopping whatever the hell I am about to do
Took a glimpse of my phone, indeed, the arrow is-
Wait
Stacking above me
"Found you."
The steel roof on top dented, before bursting out by the force as a stinger strikes
The gigantic needle of the tip pinned deep into the floor beneath, missing my groin and the manual by mere inches
I literally trampled on myself a few times before getting out from there and making a dash for it
I take a quick glimpse, saw the one that is on my tail
A girl, blonde long hairs, with a white mask on. She is chasing from behind, hot on heels, on her six scorpion legs. I couldn't even believe the sight, almost stopped running a while. Not before when she used the beefy ass stinger tail to toss the entire metal tubes towards me. I snapped back, ducked, take a sharp turn, few more and managed to shake her off for a while
I didn't stop though, as I searched the map for the nearest police station
"Cuckoo. Didn't suggest you to do that, boy."
A cuckoo bird flew out from the screen and perched on top of my phone
Great, as if the Paracusia is not enough, now I am having hallucination visions
"Your are in a game, the cops will do nothing about it. Cuck-Cuckoo."
"What do you mean?" upon hearing his words, I slow down my pace.
"This is Primal Game; the cops knew it. Cuck, we got you tagged, they won't do anything, some will in fact even turn you out to the predator."
The mere idea of getting served hot as scorpion food is enough for me to stop completely
"Then what should I do?" I asked, anxious to live
"Cuckoo, Keep running, keep your location shifting constantly." The bird pecked its patchy feathers. "Your location will be hinted by the hunter every ten minutes. Cuc."
"Ten minutes!?" I checked the timer, it is ticking towards forty, just my luck.
"Oh, check the manual too, the tab is going to help you lots." When I turn a direction and decided to continue this marathon, the bird spoke. "You cant run forever, boy. Least you can do, is kill her, saves time, cost and your calories. Cuckoo-koo."
"O-Oh yeah, th-the manual…" I patted my body up and down. Although I am uneasy about the killing stuff, but hey, its self-defence. That Scorpio girl just tried to ruin my sex life, I ain't going to risk it the second time.
Then it came to me, the manual, I left it accidentally on my way out of the metal tube
"Cuckoo? Lost it?" The bird asked once more curiously, I nodded, pale
"Haha! Cuckoo! Haha! Cuckoo! You are dead! Bug feed!!" He laughed, showing it's teeth. Bird teeth, disgusting.
"I can't keep on running; I need to fight back." I mumbled. Checked the timer, still a minute left before my location is exposed once more. I took a deep breath, inhaling oxygen and bravery.
"I have a plan."