A game too costly... for the curious

Late at night, in a dimly lit room, Marcus sat hunched over his computer. The glow from the screen cast eerie shadows on his face, highlighting the deep lines of exhaustion and curiosity.

"Just few more minutes," he muttered to himself, his fingers dancing over the keyboard.

He opened Reddit, where he was scrolling memes and viewing discussion on latest anime. He also saw a ridiculous cat video making him snort.

He then accidentally opened a forum discussing a game called "Sad Satan," rumored to be a horror game from the deep web.

Intrigued, he found a link claiming to provide access to the game.

"Ok... this is intresting," he thought, clicking the link.

The screen flickered, and a download prompt appeared: "sadsatan.exe."

Without hesitation, Marcus initiated the download.

As the progress bar inched forward, a sense of unease settled over him.

The room seemed colder, the shadows darker.

He shook off the feeling, attributing it to the late hour.

Once the download completed, he launched the game.

The screen went black, and a distorted voice whispered through his speakers, "Welcome."

A chill ran down his spine.

The game began with his character walking down monochromatic corridors, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the silence.

Occasionally, flashes of unsettling images—distorted faces, eerie symbols—filled the screen.

"This is... disturbing," he murmured, yet he couldn't look away.

As he delved deeper into the game, the atmosphere grew more oppressive.

The corridors seemed to stretch endlessly, twisting and turning in impossible ways.

The whispers grew louder, more insistent.

Suddenly, his character stopped moving.

No matter how much he pressed the keys, there was no response.

The screen flickered, and a message appeared: "Look behind you."

Marcus's heart pounded in his chest.

He glanced over his shoulder, half-expecting to see something lurking in the shadows.

But there was nothing.

When he turned back to the screen, his blood ran cold.

The game now displayed a live feed of his room, capturing him sitting at his computer.

"What the hell?" he whispered, fear creeping into his voice.

The distorted voice returned, clearer this time: "You shouldn't have come here, Marcus."

"How do you know my name?" he shouted, panic rising.

The screen flickered again, and the image of his room zoomed in on his face, a sinister smile forming on the screen's version of him.

"Join us," the voice hissed.

Before he could react, tendrils of darkness extended from the screen, wrapping around his wrists and ankles.

He screamed, struggling to break free, but the grip was too strong.

The tendrils pulled him closer to the screen, his body pressing against the cold glass.

"No! Let me go!" he pleaded, but his cries were met with cruel laughter.

With a final, forceful yank, Marcus was pulled into the screen, his body dissolving into pixels and static.

The room fell silent, the computer screen returning to the desktop as if nothing had happened.

Days later, Marcus's disappearance baffled authorities.

His apartment was untouched, no signs of struggle.

The only clue was his computer, screen flickering with an ominous message: "Curiosity has a price."

Some say if you search the dark web, you might find a game called "Sad Satan," and if you listen closely, you can hear Marcus's screams echoing from within, a warning to those who dare to venture too far into the unknown.

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