Ok, so...im tired of people jumping straight into the match snapping before the first card is even drawn and then I get 2 cubes when I make them leave. Its absolutely infuriating! And honestly quite unfair. I wanna see something implemented in the future to either bring that happening down. OR let's make a new mechanic. Kinda like an all in, doesn't matter what I pull, I know my deck will win!
So you join a match and if you snap in turn 1 or 2 and don't leave before the end of 2, that's you saying all in. You've put all four your cubes up bet. Cus you believe you can win with this deck or this opening hand no matter what. So that's it. 4 cubes are in the pot and then the game will go normally for the other person. Those 4 cubes were directly out in from the early snap. So, now the other person can play as normal and unless they snap they're win will either be completely more fruitful for them, but the loss will be no different than just playing through any other normal game. They would lose just 1 cube.
They boasted at release snapping and "bluffing" but being able to back out and half your loss isn't really a "bluff". Its like a little kid poking at you going "come on put more in. You don't think you can beat me? Don't be a wuss!" Then I slam down shuri, then red skull and they go "oh no wait not fair I didn't know you had shuri, i quit" and you get 2 little cubes.
This will have people putting cubes where their mouth is, with no back out to save themselves cuz they wrote this check, and it's gonna get cashed! Adds a new element of actual "bluffing" or "big man plays", actual stakes being personally made, new amounts of cubes to be won and lost. And gets rid of those damn insta snappers who leave when they see they snapped on the wrong opponent.
Thoughts? Concerns? Changes? Opinions?

Retrospectively assessing the trajectory of the NFT market over the past few years, 2022 will be remembered as the year that the red-hot frenzy for digital assets hit the brakes. Trading of NFTs hit record highs in 2021 thanks to global hype around the metaverse combined with the impact of the COVID economy on consumer preferences. However, as equity markets fell from November 2021 highs and consumer spending was increasingly pinched due to rising inflation against the backdrop of a challenging macroeconomic environment, trade volume for NFTs on OpenSea, the leading marketplace for their exchange, plummeted accordingly. As we enter 2023, it’s time to take a fresh look at how companies are generating long-term added value around NFTs and what types of investment opportunities this ushers in.
When it comes to long-term value creation for NFTs, the digital gaming industry holds great promise. According to a research report issued by PwC in June 2022, “Global video games and esports revenue totaled US$215.6bn in 2021 and is forecast to grow at a 8.5% CAGR to US$323.5bn in 2026.” That is a massive TAM with a robust growth forecast for at least the next few years that holds the promise of reviving how NFTs
Zooming in on how NFTs fit into the bigger picture, a recent analysis from S&P Global Market Intelligence’s team evidences how they are becoming a core element of next-generation gaming platforms. Their analysts project that in-game usage of NFTs is liable, “to grow at a 33.5.% compound annual growth rate through 2027 to $15.46 billion as more games with NFT mechanics come to market and attract a wider player base.” Their modeling suggests that by 2025 in-game NFT revenue will exceed highs witnessed in 2021, with gradual yet sustained YoY growth through 2027. While NFTs have lost appeal as an intrinsic store of value, their increasing embrace by the multi-billion dollar global gaming industry shows how they are being used as a vehicle for the creation of long-term shareholder value. The report further notes that NFTs are making up a gradually bigger chunk of in-game purchases, signaling a clear avenue of monetization for companies moving forward.
A number of companies big and small have already begun to make strategic moves in order to leverage the convergence underway between gaming and NFTs. Roblox (NYSE: RBLX), the $25bn darling of the gaming industry, announced in November that the company is, “taking measured steps forward to introducing Web3 features into their product.” This complements their prior introduction of other Web3.0 features such as a cryptocurrency payment functionality in order to maintain its competitive edge within the highly dynamic and competitive gaming industry.
Sony (NYSE: SONY), creator of PlayStation, also unveiled an NFT integration strategy just last week. According to reporting, Sony filed a patent for an NFT framework that, “aims to integrate NFTs into gameplay, wherein the technology can represent skins and other popular in-game functionalities.” With a market cap in excess of $100bn and rights to one of the most popular gaming systems ever released, Sony’s pivot to NFTs further testifies to convergence between the worlds of blockchain-powered assets and more traditional digital gaming infrastructure.
A number of more agile new-entrants to the field are likewise working to disrupt the NFT-gaming space from the bottom up. A leading example is the NFT Gaming Company (NASDAQ: NFTG), which recently pursued its initial public offering (IPO) on February 15th, 2023. NFTG is set to release its Gaxos gaming platform, which is specially designed to facilitate full-scale integration of NFT skins and accessories for game play. In the company’s own words, “Gaxos is a constellation of casual, multi-genre games connected by NFT technology.” As the platform approaches its official release date, NFTG has issued a number of updates about additional steps the company has taken towards integrating AI solutions in order to enhance users’ overall NFT-gaming experience. For investors in the digital assets or gaming space, NFTG’s current share price is considered significantly undervalued pending the future release of Gaxos with an attractive entry price in the <$1.50 range compared to RBLX and SONY’s significantly higher share prices to date.
One last company NFT-gaming investors should keep an eye out for is Ultimax Digital Inc., a private company that has reserved the NASDAQ symbol NFTU in anticipation of a future IPO. In 2021 amidst the NFT glut, Ultimax expanded its business model to include a built-in NFT marketplace as well as infrastructure for developers to integrate NFTs into games. In a January 2023 article, Renaissance Capital noted that Ultimax, “plans to raise $8 million by offering 1.9 million shares at a price range of $4 to $5.” An official IPO date has yet to be announced for NFTU’s initiation of trading.
In sum, after the dramatic drop-off in NFT trade volume from November 2021 highs, the market is reorienting towards integration with other booming industries such as digital gaming. With robust growth and sales forecasts through end-decade, this hybrid industry is bracing for potentially explosive growth over coming years. The competition is already heating up, with established players like Roblox and Sony vying for market share with newer companies like the NFT Gaming Company and Ultimax. While this is not investment advice, I for one am long and bullish regarding the ongoing convergence between the red-hot NFT and gaming industries.

Grand Theft Auto V is one of the most profitable entertainment franchises in the history of games. It came along as a return to form after what many fans would argue was a misstep with the more gritty and realistic GTA 4. Originally released back in 2013 for the Xbox 360 and PlayStation 3—yes, it spans three console generations—developer Rockstar has supported the game's online mode with continual updates adding new content, new areas, and even all-new mechanics.
GTA V was such a runaway success—and GTA The Trilogy: Definitive Edition was such a dumpster fire—that Rockstar gave up working on a Red Dead Redemption 2 DLC, and has now reportedly abandoned plans to remaster more of its beloved older titles to instead focus on both further GTA Online content as well as the development of GTA 6.
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Naturally, expectations for GTA 6 are incredibly high, and given the advanced age of GTA V, fans are chomping at the bit for any bit of news. That's why there's so much buzz around a report at Bloomberg that focuses on Rockstar's new corporate culture. Company co-founder Dan Houser left Rockstar in 2020, and ever since then the development house has been trying to reshape a corporate culture that the report refers to as being "like a frat house".
Given the nature and tone of the humor in the Grand Theft Auto series, it's really not surprising to hear that the atmosphere inside Rockstar was juvenile and chauvinistic. The report remarks that the workplace culture at Rockstar was "full of drinking, brawling, and excursions to strip clubs." That may sound like a good time to some, but it's admittedly not very professional.
gta1 katie Katie from the OG Grand Theft Auto (1997) on PC (left) and Game Boy Color (right).
As part of the report, author Jason Schreier casually reveals that GTA 6 will have at least two playable protagonists, and that one of them will be a Latina woman. This technically isn't the first playable woman nor even the first playable Hispanic woman in the GTA series; the very first GTA game featured a Latina named "Katie" as one of its eight playable characters.
Still, very few of the series' modern fans even remember the old DOS-based Grand Theft Auto, so we can forgive everyone for forgetting about poor Katie. Regardless, the new girl will apparently be part of a Bonnie-and-Clyde-like crime duo, calling to mind the partnership between Claude and Catalina in the beginning of Grand Theft Auto III. Hopefully the partnership between the new player characters in GTA 6 doesn't end the same way that one did.
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KOwen 29 July, 2022
Release the PC version at the same time as the consoles please!
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Background: 29F, SG, Chinese. Partner is originally South Asian descent but is now a citizen. We have known each other for almost three years.
LONG POST WARNING. STRAP IN AND WITNESS THE DRAMA. BUCKLE IN FOR A RANT/VENT
My mother is quite the character - she nitpicks and is fixated on her 'cantonese heritage' despite my father being hokkien. When my fiance first visited wearing a red t shirt for Chinese New Year, she focussed on the informal nature of the clothes; when he brought a pricey bottle of wine to the gathering as a gift and drank it together with my family over the meal, she noted this as 'alcoholism'. The cherry on the cake was when my fiance gave my family a Christmas gift set of treats, she nattered about the absence of a handwritten card attached to the gift box.
I got engaged one year ago, and in that moment, the saddest thing that struck me was that I was more worried about him getting approval from my parents first than fully enjoying the moment.
Since then, at my request, he did host a dinner at his apartment with my parents and younger sister in tow, to 'ask for my hand'. My parents agreed, with my father asking him to co-buy another property in my name, and my mother wanting the usual 10 tables for the chinese banquet, tea ceremony etc. Unfortunately, in that moment, she said, "I always thought my daughter would marry an ang moh (Singlish for caucasian man)". To alleviate the tension, my fiance laughed it off by making fun of his own skin colour, but that statement weighed on him and he wanted an apology. My mother not only refused to apologise, she and my father sought to gaslight ("No, I'm not racist, I simply meant because you're so westernised, I thought you will marry a white man!", "If he had a problem with it, it's his problem for focussing on his skin colour... if others call me yellow, so what?".
Because of this, wedding planning was deferred. There was a second confrontation last year in June, where my parents and fiance met up separately to discuss the comment. Needless to say, things did not go well. My dad apologised on behalf of my mother, but my mother was still unhappy : NMom: "In all my life I have never apologised, just ask your father!", "He is so rude to tell me that my comment is inappropriate!", "No, I'm not racist, in fact I welcomed him during Chinese New Year although it is inauspicious to have a black face around!"(Note that 'black face', when literally translated from mandarin, means having a disgruntled expression.).
Since then, fiance and I fought multiple times over my parents, with him threatening to leave if I continue to try and nudge my parents around. He has Ultimately, this year, during the first day of Chinese New Year, my parents initially didn't want to have him over but ultimately added one dish to the menu. My fiance also came to take the bull by the horns, coming by appropriately dressed, and even apologised to my mother twice for being "rude" for telling her she was being rude. While the storm appeared to pass, she still uses this episode of my fiance telling her off as a reason for why she doesn't like him.
Fast forward to today, where ultimately I decided to get started on wedding planning and set a date. My fiance and I have always wanted a small wedding involving close family and friends, and as foodies, we wanted to pick a nice, Michelin-starred restaurant instead of the usual hotel ballroom banquet that is the norm in Singapore. To be fair to his family, we wanted to opt for 'western' cuisine. Since then, additional requirements were thrown in that were not discussed before: involving a geomancer to pick an auspicious date, adding in a guo da li ceremony with 10 baskets of wedding cookies to be given, and even mandating an all-Chinese banquet 'to cater to seniors', with at least 100 guests coming from them. Note that (i) 70% of the folks on my mum's invite list comprises of the 'seniors' especially her mother's side of the family, (ii)I have never spoken or interacted with at least 80 of these people, and (iii) in addition to our new house, my fiance and I will be fully footing 100% of the wedding bills and planning for it, with no help coming from my parents. Reasons she has given include: If you invite one, you need to invite all, I'm not giving away my daughter in a low key ceremony, this is about family and you need to invite the seniors as well. Finally, for (iv) the tea ceremony, my mother proudly told me to engage a 'mistress of ceremony' and that she would not be helping with the prepping of the tea, moving of props, etc.
We ultimately booked a venue of our choice, but my fiance gave in and paid the deposit for 12 tables of 10 people, with chinese food, and add on live stations. I informed my mother about the venue, and asked her to just prepare the guest list. As I had not involved my mother at all due to recent history, she never stopped haranguing me about the date, menu, and even how the sit down affair would work, citing reasons like 'As this is a family milestone, it would set us at ease to know how it works'. She even did an excel sheet detailing at least 5 different options for the hotel banquet.
Prior to going for my holiday, I attempted to set boundaries, explaining that we had outstanding financial commitments for the house and we had paid deposit for the venue, and it would be excessive to have two receptions. This culminated in a confrontation via WhatsApp while I was on holiday. Frustrated, I told her that "It is Chinese food, sit down, and you get your chinese banquet of your dreams. This means NO TWO WEDDINGS, ONE AND DONE. I'm giving up what I want, a destination wedding with elevated food just so you have your moment in the sun. I hope you're happy now."
Apparently, she was so butthurt, she immediately withdrew her guestlist of over 80 people and told me to go for the small wedding I liked, leaving my fiance and I with a venue that can accomodate 120, with just our guests of approximately 30+ people. Good outcome? Nope. She nitpicked the venue, stating that it is "cheap", and she didn't want our relatives to criticise or say that she married her daughter out being stingy. For non-Singaporeans, it is not that the venue was inappropriate, in fact, the cost of the venue we picked would be on par with the median hotel ballroom banquet price. Not only did she refuse to hear me on the budget I've set for the wedding, she (i) stood firm on wanting the separate chinese dinner, with her paying and hosting this dinner, and refused to go for the venue we booked, (ii) asked for a pin jin (bride dowry) cash equivalent of the chinese banquet dinner for ten tables, or 100 people, (iii) still asked for the si dian jin (bridal jewelry), plus the guo da li items, (iv) when I tried to establish boundaries by stating the budget limits and how we have tried to cater to her wants, and that costs will escalate with gown rentals and the exertion of energy and time in planning for an additional event, she asked that my fiance "send an elder to speak" to her.
The only concession I could extract was explaining my budget, and with our venue taking more than half of the budget, this would mean we would seriously need to compromise on other things like the gowns, photography, decoration etc just to have two events. I even told her: "Do you really want me to walk in to the venue in a H&M white dress?" She offered to pay for the Chinese dinner, and all we needed to do was show up, but got extremely unhappy when I told her that if she was planning it, we would not be helping in any way, shape or form, and we would not be giving her money equivalent to a second venue. Her rebuttal? "Don't tell me your fiance doesn't want memories of that day", "the groom should pay for the wedding anyway, it's tradition", "Fine, I still want the equivalent of the 10 tables in your pin jin, besides you were going to spend the same amount anyway for your wedding", "If he gives $8, this just shows how much he values you", "a wedding is not just about the both of you... you don't want to regret getting married without blessings. It is a family event, and I want to take this opportunity to get everyone together. Isn't it sad that the only excuse for catching up and meeting up is at funerals?"
I'm really angry and frustrated. I did feel guilty as I still do want to get wed in peace and with immediate family present, and wanted to cancel my existing venue for the smaller venue I preferred while letting my mother have control of her little pet project (the chinese dinner), thus ensuring non-interference in my actual small wedding. Both my fiance and my counsellor told me that this was naive of me as my mother's antics was an exercise in pushing boundaries, and with the escalating demands and shifting goalposts, this behaviour is likely to endure even in her pet project.
What made me really sad was I actually googled to see if I was being a terrible person, and it took reading forums that I am 'normal' in wanting a wedding day for MYSELF, and I deserve to host MY wedding the way I want to feel that my emotions are valid.
Redditors, especially Singaporeans, what do you think?

For context; I played Sorc (~lv22, initially easy mode then upgraded up one difficulty when it was too easy) and Rogue (~lv9) on a 3000 series Ryzen 7 and a 3060 gpu with Windows 11 x64.

Starting off with the great

• Art direction is fantastic
• Spells and skills feel great
• Combat still feels slick
• Cinematics team is still one of the best
• I appreciate that its got an M17+ rating
• Mark as junk is a welcome improvement for inventory management. I kinda wish there was more marking types (mark as junk, mark for scrapping, etc)
• Storytelling has definitely stepped up from the Saturday Disney villains of Diablo 3
• Never had a crash!
• I like the revised potion system

I'll start with what could potentially be fixed by launch

• Rubber-banding issues when walking between areas. I kept running into invisible walls and then bounced back to a previous spot when walking between two areas. Most notably the Kyovashad and Eastern Gatehouse/Cathedral of Light.
• An annoying delay after talking to an NPC while the camera pans, preventing you from choosing the next dialog options. I'm a bit of a lore junkie and playing it for the plot.
• Can't always skip dialogue with characters? Couldn't seem to find a pattern with it.
• Subtitles on movies are buggy. Doesn't go away after words are spoken or de-sync within a minute.
• The (dungeons?) felt too too big, overstaying their welcome. I had moments that I was so bored while backtracking that I actually dozed off at the computer.
• Big bosses seem to be mainly damage sponges. The one at the end of Act1 took forever with 2p, despite the pattern not deviating much other than attacks speeding up a bit.
• If I'm playing solo, please for the love of Akarat pause the damn game when I press ESC. Coming back to a dead character after having to run off and do something on a moments notice isn't fun.
• I can see textures loading in as cutscenes play.
• Why can't I right-click and teleport to someone in my party? The friend I was playing with was genuinely angry about it
• It's too easy to miss waypoints. Could we automatically activate them once we step foot into a town?
• Camera zoom levels of the gameplay area (this has been discussed thoroughly by others already)
• Comparing off-hand damage tooltips seems buggy (off-hand skull showing me +1 damage, swapped off-hand showing me +13 damage). How could they both be better than the other?
• Every cellar I went into was the same hallway/room. Did I just have awful RNG?
• My basic lightning arc attack was one-shotting mobs. Chain lightning destroyed everything it touched. The iconic frozen orb spell? Merely tickled the enemies...
• Exit dungeon button is useless whenever I reach for it. Dungeon map doesn't always have "leave dungeon" or leave area. I don't always want to TP back to town.
• I keep pressing "E" by accident during a battle and it is always followed by panic as chunks of my HP are taken out. Remapped it to backspace
• Performance is steady for the most part, but randomly stutters for a few moments.
• Consider unlocking the skill slots for the earlier levels as we gain more skills. What's the point of letting us unlock multiple skills if we didn't have the ability to use them in slots?
• Sometimes pinned locations on the map will show you a red line path that isn't valid

Post-launch improvements?

• Character designer has so little options compared to Lost Ark. The interface to create your character felt really clunky too (eg. left/right buttons instead of a gallery)
• If I was somewhat bored with the "increased drop rates" during beta then I'm not really looking forward to the launch drop rates
• Only realising it now after the beta had finished, I never noticed the music in the game. Is there even any music?
• For a game that was touted as Diablo+MMO I found very little reason to interact with strangers, and even if I wanted I found it very difficult to figure out how.

Things that stop me from buying but unlikely to be fixed, ever

• No offline mode for console. I am not paying a monthly subscription fee to PSN/Xbox to play Diablo solo.
  
• The story-telling mechanisms used are cheap. D4 is too much "telling", not showing
  

-- Over-use of holograms to re-tell events
-- Neyrelle's mum is having the time of her life following Lilith around. Why on earth does she spend so much time leaving diary entries on stone tablets?

• The plot/dialogue is an insult to the intelligence of the M17+ audience. I found Dead Cells had a more intriguing way of telling a story than Diablo 4.

-- After gruesome scene where priest is killed in church, Lilith speaks to guy in hoodie, "Now our true work begins" - that last line cheapened the whole scene. Would have maintained a more menacing tone by ending with "Go to the Dry Steppes and proceed with preparations".
-- Our character is drugged and abducted after their first meal, escape and hours later happily agrees to enjoy a meal with another total stranger (Lorath)
-- A grave danger has been unleashed upon this world, we need to hurry! But first, carry this token around in the snow to a few altars. Then seek blessing from our living Angel. Oh he didn't approve? That's ok, I'll bless you anyways lulz
-- Nobody in town seems surprised by my discoveries about the big baddie. They all seem to be ahead of any developments, why cant they just save the world themselves?

• The world feels TOO big? I felt fatigue looking at the map and thinking about how much walking is required before a mount is unlocked. Parts of the game felt like a walking simulator (could just be a me-problem)
• Sorc skill-tree seems too linear, felt more like a skill-stick.
• Missing the feeling of building a character the way we want and having items supplement that build, rather than the other way around. Most notable after playing D2R prior to D4 beta.
  
• Why no local co-op for PC?
  
• I feel nothing towards the MMO aspects of the game.
  
• I feel next to nothing towards the story of the game.
  
• I thought my friend was lying about how much the game costs (too damn much)
  

Thanks Blizzard for the D4 open beta, but I have now confirmed that the franchise is no longer what I crave for in an ARPG.
This is really sad for me as I always saw Diablo 1 as the genre defining game and Diablo 2/LoD/D2R as the gold standard that every game aspired to be. Hundreds of hours sunk into D1/D2LoD, not even including the time on creating fan apps (mobile app for Runewords) and D2 mods. D3 was ok, RoS fixed it up but the ARPG genre now has alternatives.
Diablo 4 is a decent game. I want it to succeed and I'm sure many will enjoy it thoroughly, but it's not for me.

Hey guys, currently looking at the car. Love the color, the speed, the look. Currently sitting around 96k miles and being sold for around 11K. No accidents- will get a PPI as well as checking carfax for the car. Watching videos on common issues now, but I'd like to rather ask the community and get straight answers.

1. What are the common issues with car?
   
2. Anything I should look out for when personally inspecting the vehicle?
   
3. RED FLAGS? 🚩🚩
   
4. Maintenance heavy? (I love getting my hands dirty and my friend is a mechanic)
   

Thanks guys!

Has anyone here played with the firmalife addon? There some mechanics that I find to be really nice added by the mod such as combining sticks into bundles and combining bundles into stick-logs which burn at bright red++++ for 0:36 really well balanced but some of the more nuanced mechanics seem incomplete.
Take for example the oven which is a multiblock construct you can make leavened bread at and (I think) adds additional shelf life too the bread. But the oven is really inconsistent in it's baking mechanics preferring to bake the last bread you put in first and will only bake all four loaves of dough if the oven top block is not directly above the oven bottom. And the time too bake can range from a few seconds too literally ten minutes.
The worst part of this is that there is no way for me too contact the mod dev to ask if there is any fix or of the mod is still being developed?
I also really want to find a meal which can have all five nutrients in it even if it isn't balanced.

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A call came in that there was another disappearance on Lockhill Road. My whole town was buzzing about a person named Josephine, an old lady that had the tendency to be a little bit of a pain in the butt for cashiers, but otherwise a quiet one in town.
Apparently, the patrol that frequents near that road found her car in a ditch and saw no traces of her anywhere. The police went to check her house and saw that she wasn't there either. There was only one conclusion we all had to come to. The road has claimed another victim.
As for my name, I'm only going to tell you that it's Adam, and I'm here to explain to you that there's something absurdly bizarre about the road.
Lockhill Rd. is one of the oldest roads in Illinois. There isn't anything significantly special about it. On the surface, it's covered in large cracks, grass overtaking the edges, and it's surrounded by an unusually swamp-like environment, something a little bizarre given how up North I am.
But it's also got a rap sheet that would make Ted Bundy jealous.
From what I've learned in my twenty-eight years of living in this town, over the last two hundred years or so, around three hundred people have mysteriously disappeared. That's a significantly high number and you're probably wondering why people would want to drive on it?
Here's the thing, nobody typically uses that road. They just find themselves on it.
It's really weird but you can find yourself suddenly on that road without warning. One moment you'll be on the highway that's near my town, and right as you get off, you'll find yourself driving on that road. But this only happens at night. As a rule, driving at night is strongly prohibited. The only issue is that cops are less inclined to go about driving themselves. And this happens at completely random moments as well.
The next question I know you all are asking is "why would any of us want to live here then?"
Well, the thing is there's a mine nearby. It's a salt mine and a lot of money is gained from it. You have to weigh in the risk and reward factors here. There are people here who— despite the danger— are making bank. I don't know how much a typical salt mine will pay, but I think the extra danger of the road is the reason why the income for locals is so much better here. So for the most part we prefer not to talk about it.
Now you're probably wondering why am I here? I clearly don’t work at the mine, but instead, I am a neighborhood watch patrolman.
Since disappearances can happen if people are caught driving, I— as well as others— found ourselves working alongside the local police to keep people off of the roads for their own safety. It seems that whatever effect the road can create, it doesn't work if you're walking on two feet.
So my job is relatively safe. Sure, I don't get any weapons training other than a baton and mace, which is why I prefer to regularly work out and make sure that criminals, usually rowdy teenagers, don't have a good advantage over me or any of my partners.
But I'm here to tell you about how I got sloppy and nearly paid the price with my life...
It was your typical Wednesday, and I was with my friends at the police station, getting ready to sign in to let the department know that we were going to be working today.
That's when officer Smith (not his real name by the way) approached me and said in her smooth, southern voice, "Now you boys try to have a good night. We've been getting some reports that there's been a gang of kids that keep breaking house windows. So far they haven't entered any, but I think they're just trying to create an atmosphere of tension."
I stood there silently, always having difficulty talking to her. She was serious about her job and wasn't too kind to anyone who was caught slacking. But she cared to a great degree.
I mustered up the courage to say, "Will do. We got our mace and batons ready."
"Good, but still, if they turn out to be more hostile than usual, I need you fellas to call us ASAP."
It wasn't lost on me that even if we did call up for the actual police officers, it would still take a good while for them to arrive, giving any of these troublemakers a chance to escape from us. No cars at night, remember.
One of my partners, Derek, replied with his usual enthusiasm, "Don't sell us too short ma'am, Adam and I have been doing this for two years now. We're basically experts at this point."
She noticed his smug expression and quickly shot it down.
"I've been a cop for seven years. In that time I believe thirteen people have gone missing. And many of you neighborhood watch patrolmen have been hurt, sometimes severely, by these thugs. Call us." she ended it with a stern warning.
Derek always had this issue with over-confidence and I often think that's why he was never able to get a girlfriend. I think he’s just overdoing it half the time, thinking that it impresses people.
Still, this is the first time I've actually known this much about officer Smith. Seven years is a long time, and for that many people to have gone missing, I can tell that's got to weigh heavily on her mind.
But our patrol went on as usual. We did our regular routine for the first few hours with nothing more than warning people that they can't get in their cars because, in about an hour, the sun would've completely set by then.
Sure that's an entire hour, but why take the chance?
But around the time when the sun had already descended, I got a call on my radio by a woman that said:
"Neighborhood Patrol Unit #9, do you read me?"
"Neighborhood Patrol Unit #9, we hear you loud and clear."
"Number Nine we've been getting some odd reports of a car that is driving around. It was reported by a civilian caller, but all police officers who responded to the area haven't been able to track their location. We need you to stay alert, the last coordinates of their whereabouts were in your general location so keep your eyes peeled."
"Dispatch, we'll keep our eyes on the lookout for the driver. We'll have to flag them down and hope that they stop."
"Copy, good hunting."
It was always anxiety-inducing to hear that someone was driving around. They had to be someone who had come off the highway.
"Well, looks like we got to chase someone down on foot today." Derek happily said.
"Come on man, I don't even want to think about going after someone in a car."
"Yeah, but at least it's something to do." he chuckled.
I wasn't amused. Frankly speaking, this was only a job for me. Sure I don't get paid as much as a cop, but it's less dangerous. Now that I'm being tasked with stopping a vehicle, this is going to prove way above my pay grade. I almost can’t remember the last time I had to deal with a driver.
But the night dragged on as usual and still no sign of the vehicle. I was pretty much convinced that they must have gone off on some other section of the town, but Derek was remaining vigilant. He took this job way too seriously. Or perhaps he wasn't taking it seriously enough?
"You hear that?" he abruptly said.
We both quieted down and tried to listen carefully.
There was nothing for a brief few seconds, other than the sound of crickets in the distance and an owl hooting.
But then there was a sudden screeching of tires nearby. We had our driver and quickly started running towards whatever direction it was that we heard it from.
Despite having flashlights and reflectors on, I somehow found myself alone. I shouted out for Derek at the top of my lungs.
I heard his distant reply, "Adam! Adam, where'd you go?"
I followed his voice and saw that he had gone down the next street over.
"Derek, what are you doing over there? You were supposed to stay with me the whole time?" I shouted.
I was trying my best to hide my anger from him. He shouldn't have broken off just to chase down a car.
"What do you mean? You broke off from me?" he shouted back.
"You were supposed to go with me down Amberg Street!"
He was about to respond, but the screeching of those tires could be heard coming down my road.
I looked to my left and saw a large Chevrolet speeding toward me. I jumped out of the way just in time before they hit me. They knocked over some trash cans and a mailbox and appeared to be driving with delirium. Now I was having suspicions about this person.
"Derek, I saw the driver. I think they're drunk and they're taking their car out for a joyride since no one else is around."
He sounded confused, "Eh, what's the protocol for this again?"
I ignored his forgetfulness and pulled out my radio to call dispatch again.
"Neighborhood Patrol Unit #9 to Dispatch, we have a red Chevrolet driving erratically on Amberg Street and the local area, over."
"Dispatch to Unit #9, where are they heading, over?"
I took a look at my compass that I always keep with me, and replied, "Dispatch they're heading towards the North and don't appear to be stopping anytime soon, over."
"Dispatch to Unit #9, do not engage with the driver. We're sending over a bicycle unit to try and slow them down the best we can. We can't take risks with a vehicle, over."
"Okay, we will not engage any further but will keep you updated, over and out."
Derek soon approached behind me and said, "I get so tired of always having to use those police codewords."
"It's so that there's no confusion. You do realize there are police officers on this channel too, right?"
"Yeah, yeah. Don't lose your hair over it. I was just complaining a little."
I gave him a smirk and the two of us continued on our way. Since we didn't have the responsibility of chasing after the driver, we went about our usual patrol but with a little more alertness in mind.
But we made a bad decision to be passing by that dreaded road. It was part of our routine, and usually passing by never caused any problems.
The only problem is that as we were going by, we saw the truck. It ran off the road and crashed into a tree.
From what I could see, the silhouette of the guy was inside.
I gave Derek my radio and told him to call and tell them that we had found the driver and that they appeared to have been trying to go down Lockhill Road.
I ran over to the left side of the road where the car laid wedged up against the side of the tree. The driver's door was smashed in and I would have to climb in from the passenger side to try and save them from burning to death.
When I went for the door, I briefly hesitated. The idea of getting in a car at night and being directly on Lockhill left me with this gut feeling that kept telling me that I should just turn back and wait for First Responders to arrive.
But given that they were going to be arriving not by ambulance, but by bicycle, and with the car slowly starting to burn, I took a deep breath and opened the door, climbing inside and reaching for the man as quickly as I could.
He was knocked out cold and I grabbed hold of his arm and shook him as much as I could to wake him up.
The fire was growing and I unbuckled his seat belt, wrapped my arms around him, and used my legs to forcibly pull him out of the vehicle. This man was fat and a pain to try and pull out.
At last, I felt the weight release and both of us fell onto the grass below. I breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that I was able to save him just in time.
I got myself back to my feet and looked over to the exit of the road.
I must have fallen into a state of disbelief because I saw that there was nothing but a long stretch of road surrounded by marshland under a red moonlight.
I turned over to the other side, a soon to be fleeting hope already starting to take hold of me, and saw that it was the same in the other direction.
"No, no, no!" I shouted. "I wasn't even driving the car! The car wasn't moving!"
How could this have happened to me? This wasn't supposed to happen. As far as we all knew, if you're driving, you become snatched up by the road. At least, that's what I think the town's consensus was. Maybe everyone just assumes that that is the likely scenario. It's not like anyone's ever returned to tell us that simply being inside your car is enough to warrant whatever unusual forces are at work here.
I kept pacing myself, running from one end to the other, hoping that maybe I just misjudged the distance and I can easily still walk out and find Derek.
But besides the eerie red light coming from above, all I saw was darkness.
The drunken man groaned. This quickly caught my attention and I ran back over to him.
He was still alive but not fully awake yet.
Then I remembered my radio and reached for it. I felt nothing in my pocket and instantly remembered that I handed my radio off to Derek.
Seeing that that wasn't going to work, I went for my phone next. But there was no signal. I was completely stranded.
In a fit of rage, I started swearing up and down out of the frustration of being caught in this. I guess it's true what they say, no good deed goes unpunished. I should have listened to my instincts and told myself not to intervene. I should have left this guy and waited for backup like they always tell us. And now I'm trapped on this road with a drunkard, who I was now more than happy to abandon.
He started moving around and his eyes opened. He was awake and clearly saw the burning wreckage that was his truck.
His voice was rough, having a noticeable smoker's voice. "Hey, what happened to my piece of junk?"
"You crashed into a tree, you idiot," I alerted him to my presence.
He turned around and became instantly belligerent with me.
Holding up both of his fists at me, he fiercely said, "Who are you calling an idiot?"
I wasn't intimidated. The fact of the matter is that I work out regularly and when I was five, my parents thought it would be a good idea for me to take self-defense classes. Thank you, Mom and Pop.
He threw one of his fists my way and I was able to dodge it, backing up and having my own fists ready. When he saw that he missed, he threw his other one, only for me to grab it and easily pull them inwards with my back turned and flipped him over me, letting him hit the ground hard.
Even though he was drunk and probably didn't feel the pain all that much, his body was too heavy for him to have any decent motor function and I believe he passed out again.
Seeing that he wasn't going to be a problem anymore, I walked around— staying relatively close to the man— trying to see if I could get a signal by changing location.
This went on for about twenty minutes or so, and despite my best efforts, I was left with nothing. The unusual silence was broken by a few sharp coughs. I guess he was due to wake up again.
I stood over him, expecting him to go into another rant about what I had said earlier, but he seemed to have had a mental reset.
"Eh, who are you?"
"My name is Adam. I'm part of the Neighborhood Patrol. You had a car wreck because you were drunk, am I correct?" I said in my best stoic voice.
He got back to his feet quickly and smelled horrible. I only just now noticed because I was distracted by my situation. The sting of his alcoholic breath was much too strong for me, forcing me to take a few steps back.
"I only had a few drinks," he slurred.
"Only? How much is only?" I let my anger slip out.
"Five... seven maybe?"
"Of what?" I ordered.
"Hennessey,"
This guy was a moron. Now I was trapped on this god-forsaken road with a man who had only half a brain functioning.
I walked to one side of the road and had to take a wild guess as to which way would be best. I wasn't about to sit out here in the dark with this guy. I could only rely on the illumination of the red moonlight. I wanted to save the battery on my flashlight, so I thought it best not to use it at this moment.
"Look," I said. "We need to start walking in a direction to get out of here. Maybe there is a way to escape, but we have to come to a decision on which way."
I guess he remembered my remark from earlier after all because he said, "I ain't going anywhere with you kid. You call me an idiot."
I rolled my eyes. This guy was as petty as a child, and yet calls me a kid.
"Listen closely. You're on that road we're not supposed to be on. You got me roped into this, and I'm going to make a decision. Either come with me or stay here and wait for rescue. Not that they will be coming."
He turned around and went back to the car. At first, I was confused as to what he was up to, but I almost had a quick heart attack when I briefly thought that he was going to pull a gun out on me. I was already preparing myself to start running when he turned around and had a beer bottle in his hand.
"I ain't going with you anywhere,"
He threw the bottle at me, narrowly hitting me in the head. It shattered on the other side of the road and for a brief moment, I thought I heard something skitter away. Since I've been here, I haven't heard a single animal so the idea that something was back there silently observing us made my skin crawl.
"Fine!" I said. "Stay here. I can't make you come with me. Let's hope that we can find you by tomorrow when the sun comes up."
The heavy man flipped me off, signaling my cue to leave. I was quick to put as much distance between us as I went to the right end of the road and started my journey with only a flashlight in hand.
For the most part, nothing had happened in the last five minutes and I was content with the silence that surrounded me. Better to hear nothing than to hear something. But I would rather hear my radio crackling to life at this moment.
Going a little further on, the silence was broken again. But this time, instead of the groaning coming from that guy, I heard a blood-filled screaming coming from way back. That man had stayed behind and now he was being attacked by something. It was so guttural and wrapped up in agony that already the hairs on my body were standing up.
A part of me was screaming that I needed to go back and check on him. But whatever it was, it likely had already done the deed. Plus, if I go back, who's to say I won't become the next victim. There's always been something odd about this road and I have to approach it with the highest end of paranoia.
My only other option was to keep pressing forward and hope that salvation is at the end. Running was starting to feel like a better option, but I refrained from it. I could easily tire myself out and I didn't want to be stationary. It clearly didn't provide any safety for that drunkard. I just had to keep pressing forward at a modest pace.
Something has changed. It's been about three hours now and the moon hasn't moved. And that blood-red color is hurting my eyes. I don't like to keep my eyes shut, for fear that something might come out from nowhere and attack me, but the soreness is starting to get to me.
What's worse is that I can hear footsteps behind me. They're light on their feet, but each step is almost echoing my pace. I sped up just a little to test out my theory and whatever it was, it simultaneously matched me. I heard it lingering always behind me. My paranoia is starting to overtake any rational thinking that I have. But then again, nothing about this road is rational.
The steps seemed to be speeding up even though I had been going at the same pace for the last ten minutes. My breathing was starting to betray me, growing louder and more hoarse with each intake of the unseasonably cold air. And then there was a steadily growing whispering that was surrounding me.
Finally, having had enough of the pursuit, I turned around, pointing the flashlight at as many parts of the road as I could to get a glimpse of who was following me. But it was empty.
"No, no, I heard something... someone..." I whispered to myself.
Turning back in my original direction, the steps began again. And the whispering was only growing louder.
Without a second thought, I started charging forward, done with whatever it was that was messing with me. I wanted to get away from them, but I could faintly hear their footsteps behind me. It was growing closer even though I was now running at full speed.
In my mind, I thought maybe I could fight it. Perhaps the drunkard was caught off-guard and that's how it got him. But my legs kept moving forward, a sense of dread was keeping me in flight mode, preventing me from wanting to switch to fight mode.
No matter what, one thing was for certain. I wasn't alone on this lonely road. That's perhaps one of the worst feelings.
Up ahead, I saw a distant flashing. They were police flashes. As I drew closer, my pursuer's footsteps quieted down and the whispering ceased.
Standing in front of me was a police officer and his vehicle behind him.
"Oh thank you, I've been trapped on this road for hours." I called out to him.
His voice was low and had an echo to it which was an immediate put-off. "It's okay son. We got reports of a disappearance happening here earlier today. They sent me to try and get you."
I replied, down on my knees due to exhaustion. "Who? Dispatch?"
"Yes,"
Upon further inspection, I started noticing some irregularities. His voice and the way he spoke sounded cold and indifferent. I would think a police officer would be happy to have found someone who was lost on this road for the first time.
Another thing that was making me nervous was how unprofessional he was behaving. His answers were vague, and his appearance looked worn-out. His uniform was tattered and his hair messy. And despite there being light from the moon, the police cars headlights, and my flashlight, his face was shrouded in a dark shadow that purposely was making sure that he was obscure for me to identify any details.
I got back onto my feet and quickly looked down near his waist. I didn't see a holster.
"Where's your gun?"
"Not important." he replied harshly.
I leered at him, my body instantly going into high alert mode again. "It's very important."
"Come with me. I'll give you a drive back home."
I did another quick analysis of his appearance and saw that there was no radio, no gun, and no badge. That would mean this was no cop.
"How about we see your face first," I flashed my light up to his face, something I had been avoiding because that would be rude. And this was an instant regret.
His eyes were glazed over with a red glow coming from them. The mouth was full of razor-sharp teeth, and the skin appeared to be leathery and pale.
He echoed, "Lunchtime."
He jumped me, throwing me back to the ground, and kept trying to bite me. It took all my strength just to keep him from getting close to my face. I kept hearing the snapping of his teeth right into my ear, and a desperate struggle ensued.
I had no weapon on me, only basic self-defense skills and my baton but I couldn’t reach for it, and this guy had some inhuman strength. Despite his body looking frail and emaciated, his strength was more than on par with mine.
"I need food," he— it growled.
I gritted my teeth, getting ready to take a huge risk. Removing one of my arms just for a split second, I punched him as hard as I could in his head.
Despite the bizarreness of this man, pain was still something that he experienced. His grip released and he held on to his face.
I got back up to my feet and grabbed my flashlight to keep my eyes on him. Now I could see what it was that I did. The entire right side had been caved in.
"My God, what are you?"
Despite the impact to the side of his head, he smiled through bloody teeth and said, "Merely a puppet."
At that, his body started to disintegrate into a pile of dust, and red light streaks shot up into the air and dispersed back into the surrounding forest.
I looked around, convinced that what I had experienced was my mind psychologically breaking at this point. When I turned back towards the police car, I thought maybe I could start driving it back. Only to be met with a long-abandoned Lincoln car.
"Looks like I'm still stuck on the road." I sighed.
Exhaustion, thirst, and hunger were starting to take their toll on me. I was desperate for something and now I'm regretting my decision not to have protein bars on me at all times.
Every passing minute was a grim reminder that my time was running out. The human body can only survive for three to four days without any water and from what I could tell, I'm well past the first day. And I'm certain that constantly moving is only lessening those precious days that I have left.
I could hear them whispering behind me again. The footsteps had grown numerous; like there was a crowd behind me. I was so tired. I needed a moment to rest but I was too afraid that that would be the last thing I would do.
Out of sheer frustration with my followers, I turned around, half expecting that there would be nothing again.
What a regretful decision that turned out to be.
This time I could see who it was. It was a crowd of people. All of their eyes were glowing red, and their bodies looked like they had shriveled up, walking limply at me. In the crowd, I saw a familiar face. The drunk driver from earlier was among them. His eyes are glowing red and his body already looked like it had been drained of all fluids, same as the rest.
I turned back and started running as fast as I could. The sweat that grew on me only managed to slow me down as it sapped away more water from my body.
I thought for sure that this was a sign that I was going to end up becoming one of them. Becoming some sort of shriveled puppet for whatever it is that has a hold on this road.
They were still chasing after me, running as well, and not too much longer, I ended up losing steam and collapsing on the side of the road. I was out of breath, drenched in sweat, and my legs were numb.
If they reached me again, there's no way I could escape.
I heard the sound of a gate grinding shut. Then it opened again. Then closed again.
Looking up, I saw an old, run-down Victorian Manor. There was an eerie red glow coming from inside, but what wasn't having a red glow today.
Feeling a sudden surge of adrenaline kicking back in, I found the strength to climb up the small hill to reach the front door of this suspiciously abandoned home.
Before I receive any judgment, anyone who was desperate for shelter would have done the same thing regardless of the obvious red flags, pun not intended.
Kicking the door in, I wasted no time entering and checking behind me to make sure that my fan club wasn't following in. To my surprise, they were back on the road but stood there watching me as I entered.
I honestly couldn't tell if that was a good sign or a bad one.
Closing the door behind me, I was greeted with chilly, dusty air that kept forcing me to cough.
I pulled my shirt over my face and moved inside, wondering where that red light was coming from. Inside was a variety of dull, neutral colors of furniture and walls. What was more jarring was the number of taxidermied animals that were littered everywhere. From the walls, to lampstands, to bear rugs, everything about this house was dead, gloomy, and sinister.
I went into the kitchen and sure enough, nothing could be found in terms of food. But I did find water. There was a dirty puddle of it in the sink, and out of desperation, I started drinking it, regardless of the health risks. And it was as bitter and rusty tasting as I should’ve expected. I could only hope that it doesn’t come back to kill me.
Wiping my face with a raggedy towel nearby, I briefly heard something rustling underneath the floorboards. That was enough to tell me that I wasn't alone in the house. But now I was trapped. My only other choice was to take my chances with the outside where that menacing crowd was waiting for me, or use whatever strength I had left on whatever was hiding in here.
I inspected each of the other rooms on the first floor, not even bothering to check the second one. So far nothing seemed terribly alarming, but I could still hear the sound of footsteps beneath me. They were loud, walking on gravel. I had this sinking feeling that they wanted me to know that they were here.
Seeing that I had no other choice, I found one last unopened door. I took a deep breath, and it slowly creaked open leading to a flight of stairs that descended into a reddish glow that was surrounded by an overwhelmingly sinister blackness that threatened to envelop me should I be brave enough to proceed forward.
With a single gulp, I took my first step down and felt the first few droplets of cold sweat. I also felt a nauseating pain in my stomach, but that could be from the water.
I took each step cautiously, believing that any moment now the door upstairs would suddenly close like a cliche horror movie.
When my foot finally hit the floor, I was surprised that the door remained open. But I was met with a hallway. A long, red wallpapered, red carpeted hallway. At this point, I'm starting to become sick of the color red. At least the colors here were a dull shade.
Pulling out my flashlight again, the flickering that I was receiving from it was alarming and I had half a mind to run back up. But I had to know if I was going to be able to live in this house for some time. And the idea of someone else being in it wasn't comforting.
I held my flashlight up like a weapon, preparing to hit whatever decided to jump out at any corner that I approached.
But no matter how many corners I reached, I was met with another long hallway that stretched roughly 20 ft.
My breathing was becoming heavier and the air was getting warmer. The hallways were growing more vibrant with each turn, and they seemed to change from right to left a lot.
At the end of each turn though, I started to notice something move just out of sight at the next turn. At first, it was tiny, like the back end of a mouse. But each time I reached the next turn, it was getting taller and I was starting to see more of what it was.
Seeing that it was trying to avoid me, I gave chase and prepared myself to start my assault on whatever it was. Out of desperation, all I could think of was to fight everything. My every thought was aggression and survival.
And yet it managed to stay ahead of me at all times as if it was teasing me. And then it finally dawned on me that I had run quite some distance.
Turning back, I realized that I had made a foolish decision. Everything was getting cleaner and more vibrant still. I had gotten myself trapped. Now I was stuck in this maze with something always ahead of me, managing to move out of sight before I could get a good look at it.
Frustration, starvation, and an overwhelming sense of dread made me want to do anything to get out of this maze and not see what was at the end of it.
I looked at the wall and used the butt end of the flashlight to start digging a hole through it. I didn't care anymore, I wanted out.
I kept chipping away with frantic speed, struggling to tear apart the solid wooden wall until it finally collapsed outwards and revealed a monstrous void on the other side. I poked my head out and saw that there was nothing out there. A cold, unfathomably deep void that was a grim choice that if I was ever going to get out of here, my only other choice was to keep pushing forward through the maze, or I could take my chances of falling into oblivion.
Seeing what my choices were, I took a few steps back, slumped against the other side, and started to cry. I never normally did something like that but the stress, the feeling of entrapment, and this whole situation that stemmed from an act of kindness has led me to an increasing sense of hopelessness that seized every one of my thoughts.
I must've kept crying for who-knows-how-long anymore. It no longer matters. No matter what happens today, I'm going to die. I just want to lie here and finally get some sleep. It wasn't the most comfortable bed, but I needed this.
I was alerted by the sound of footsteps approaching. My eyes darted open and I saw that the crowd of red-eyed people were following in after me. They were already at the other end of the hallway, staring me down.
Natural instincts kicked in and I got back on my feet and started running as fast as I could to whatever it was that they were cornering me in. If there is a chance of getting out, I have to take this.
I ran and ran, never once taking a moment to catch my breath. I still wanted to sleep, but survival was pushing me forward.
It took me a few minutes to realize that something odd was going on in the hallway itself. It was starting to become warped, blindingly bright in its red colors, and inducing petrifying fear into my heart.
But then the red wallpaper was peeling off, the wooden walls breaking up into shards, and the red lamps that hung on the sides were falling apart. It was slowly getting darker and darker. I turned on my flashlight just to make sure that I didn't run into a wall, but it flickered erratically, making the way ahead obscure and unpredictable.
It didn't matter for too long because I made it to the end.
At the far end of the last hallway was a swirling vortex of black mist, an eerie white glow around the edge, and red eyes. Of course...
They stared at me as if they were awaiting my arrival. On the ceiling was a black slime that was morphing together and splitting apart, dripping down to the floor. From the vortex of eyes and mist, five long pincers were stretched out, reminding me of praying mantis’ pincers.
When I moved in closer by a few steps, I was compelled to stare into a cosmic maelstrom of impossible depths, and through the swarming array of red lightning at the other end of this unfathomable creature, a pulsing organ, shaped like a heart but covered in wiggling strands of hair and misshapen eyes. The pupils were like that of a goat, and— you guessed it— red.
I was disturbed by the crowd of red-eyed people behind me. They stopped their advance as I was making my approach to the anomaly.
"You have made it," it whispered with a slow and calculated voice.
"I have," I said, unsure about what to do next.
"You ran from my grasp outside, entered my home, and your perseverance has brought you this far so that you may see my true form."
I took a few more steps forward, peering at the entity with a sudden rush of curiosity. Upon my even closer observation, from behind the deathly heart, I swear I could see three figures shrouded in a veil of shadows behind it.
But instead of asking any questions, I begged, "Let me out!"
"Why should I? I have no reason to spare you. As you can see behind you, I feed on the minds of those who enter my domain."
Once again, my fight or flight instincts were kicking in and I was ready to do what I must. But it would be crazy to attack something as abstract and out of this world as this creature was. And then I thought for a moment. Could a deal be reached?
"Perhaps—" I swallowed. "Perhaps we can come to an agreement."
A jarring long pause followed before it said, "How so?"
"I'll uh..." I tried to think about what I was going to do. If it's anything that I've learned from movies and TV shows where these types of deals happened, this thing will want me to bring more people and encourage them to drive so that it can snatch them up onto the road. But I wasn't about to sell out my own race. I rationed with myself that I could do something else. Perhaps I should ask it what it wants.
"Is there anything that you want? Something that doesn't involve me selling out people to you?"
"If I say no, are you still willing to offer me people to feed on?"
I took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. If this was going to be where I would die, I was going to go out with a shred of dignity intact. Even if that meant having to give up my own life to save others. I don't think I could live with myself by tricking people.
"No. I care about other people's lives more than my own. I wouldn't be able to live with myself or look my mother in the eyes if she ever found out."
I stood there defiantly, but inside I was shaking and having a horrible case of butterflies in my stomach.
"How noble," it said softly. "All right then, I will make another deal for you. I can see that you will be most valuable in the future. I'll let you go on the condition that you bring me more creatures like me."
"What, disturbing?" I thought.
But what I said was, "Another like you?"
"I am a being known as a Primordial. There are many like me on this planet and I wish to devour them."
"How am I supposed to do that?"
"I'll give you a helping hand. Plus, there's a war between them and I'd rather not have my territory and peace disturbed or my human snacks wiped out over their infighting."
"That's more doable I guess." I said, believing it much less morally wrong to sell out another one of these "Primordials" and sacrifice them to this monstrosity.
"And to make sure that you don't go back on your word—"
Before I had time to react, one of its pincers extended out too quickly for me to dodge in time, drilling itself into my shoulder and leaving a nasty blackened puncture wound.
"Now you'll be forced to bring me my prize. Don't go running away. I have planted myself inside your body and could easily bring you back here should you betray me."
I should have guessed there was going to be some insurance for this creature. I was trapped and had to go through with this deal. Now the next means of action was to find another creature like this.
The creature's pincers all extended outwards and a loud flashbang hit me before I could look away. My mind left spinning, and in utter confusion. And then I heard my name being repeatedly screamed out to me.
"ADAM! ADAM! ADAM!"
I awoke, shocked to see that Derek was pulling me out of a car. He dropped me onto the ground and we both were breathing heavily.
"Man, you sure are a heavy guy," he remarked.
I was quick to realize where I was and quickly got back to my feet to look for the drunk driver. He wasn't in the driver's seat.
"Where did the driver go?" I asked.
Derek slowly got back on his feet and said, "You're welcome, and I don't know. He must have run off by the time you got over there."
I was smart enough to know that that wasn't the truth. I had to play the part that I was not aware of what truly happened to him.
I had to fill out a report to the police department and tell them everything that I knew. Well, a manufactured story that would coincide with Derek's side of the story. I took it upon myself to have the next week off, desperately trying to drown out my frequent nightmares of whatever it was that I saw with bottle after bottle of vodka and whiskey.
But one night, after a rough night of trying to get some sleep, I was disturbed by the sound of an owl. I don't know why this particular owl was able to get me out of bed, but when I went to the window to see how such a creature could be so loud, I was given a grim reminder.
That bird had that particular pair of velvet-colored eyes that I had grown to disdain. And it was a warning to me to get to work.
A sudden rush of piercing pain struck me in my shoulder. When I pulled my shirt down to check it, I could see the black, veiny markings exactly where the puncture wound happened. Weird, this wound disappeared when I got back to town. But that was a warning shot to get to work on finding more of those foul, lowlife primordial things that this... thing wants.
And right before I closed the blinds, I heard it whisper to me once more with a mocking tone. "I'm waiting. Get moving now. Or perhaps you'd like to get your mom in a car next?"
It seems that there would be no rest for the weary today. I have to get ready now, I have to find something out there. Until I'm able to update, take care and for the love of God, don't drive at night in a town with a street called "Lockhill Road."

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For me, it is still too early. I went to bed at daybreak. I can’t define the man through the peephole of the door. I’m dizzy, and can’t make out the person there, inside a suit and a tie, his face bloated by the lens. It must be something important, because I heard the bell ringing a few times. Once when I was coming to the door and at least three times in my dream. I try focusing my eye, and start to think that I know that face from a confused and distant time. Or maybe I got to the peephole still sleeping and know the face from when it still belonged to the dream. There’s the beard. It may be possible that I had already seen this face without the beard. But the beard is so solid and rigorous that it looks previous to the face. The suit and the tie also bother me. I do not know a lot of people who dress in a suit and tie, let alone with such straight hair down to his shoulder. People in suits and ties who I know, sit behind a desk or a counter. They are not people who come knocking at my door. I try to imagine the man clean shaven and wearing a T-shirt. I try to discount the warping of the peephole, and it is always somebody familiar but very difficult to recognize. And his face like that, frontal and static blurs my judgment even more. It’s not even the face, it is more the identity of the face which differs from the true face the more you know the person. That immobility is his best disguise. At least for me.
I back off cautiously, walking through the apartment as if under water. I will slip back to bed certain that the man will end up capitulating, convinced that there is nobody home. But I don’t even cross the imaginary division between living and bedroom and the bell rings again. Now I can’t sleep with the image of the man fixed at my door. I’m back to the peephole. I must spot a mistake, an impatient gesture, which will denounce him, permitting me to connect the gesture to the person. But for as long as I am there he does not touch the bell, does not look at his phone, does not light a cigarette, does not take his eyes off the peephole. Now it becomes clear to me that he’s been seeing me this whole time. Through the peephole, in reverse. He sees me as a concave man. That’s how he saw me arriving, gluing my eye to the peephole and trying to decipher him. He saw me flee in slow motion, in large movements, he saw me coming back with my face contorted. And see that he sees me. He knows me better than I know him. Because I know only that he is not what he appears to be, a salesman, a solicitor, a secret service agent. But he knows me enough to understand that I would be willing to open my door to a complete stranger, but I would never open the door to somebody who wants to come in.
At this point he is very much aware that it is worthless. That he can’t fool me anymore. That I will not open the door. That I’m capable of dying here in silence. Capable of rotting right here in front of his standing skeleton. So he shakes his head and leaves my field of vision. And it is in this last glimpse that I identify him with full evidence, just to forget him immediately. The only thing I know is that he was somebody who was with me long ago, but who I should never have seen, because he was somebody who one day shook his head and left my field of vision, a long time ago.
My sleepiness is lost. From the window of my fifth floor, I can peek at the sidewalk of my building. The man suddenly appears, stops at the curb, and doesn’t raise his eyes to look at my window, as I would do if I were him. The person who spent so much time in my hallway, he should have taken a peek even if he knew it would be for nothing. He should have looked to see if any light was on, an undefined form behind the glass looking down at him. He should have looked automatically, out of a twitch of hope.
The only reason he would not look, is if he knew he was being watched. He knows that I see him calling an Uber, hop into the front seat, and tell the driver to turn at the first right. I dress myself in a hurry calculating that at this moment he has stopped at the red light of the opposite corner. Calculating that I would be dressing in a hurry he tells the driver to go turn right again, and again and again. He would complete the round around the block predicting that I would be at the elevator with my shirt still unbuttoned. But I button my shirt at the window, watching the Uber take the last turn at the corner.
He should be getting out of the car while I slam my apartment door decisively, the Uber driver telling him to go screw himself because of the stupid ride. He’ll be frustrated for not catching me in the lobby. He’d ask the security guard about me, but now I’m between the third and the fourth floor going downstairs slowly, because of a burnt light bulb. The security guard, listening to the radio, will answer that it is not his business to know the affairs of the residents. I get to the second floor while he takes the elevator after pushing the “open door” bottom more than forty times. Close to the lobby, I cross over the light coming from the street, climbing the stairs through the crack of the fire exit door. At the end of the stairs, I lose my step. I step on the light and cross the lobby stumbling. He is in my hallway. He would not ring the bell this time but destroy my doorknob. I am on the opposite driveway.
I do not need to look back to the fifth floor to know that he stares at me from my window. He would see me picking up the pace and disappear turning on the first left. He will call the elevator, the Uber but will not be able to convince the new driver to chase me down the wrong way. He will try a parallel route, but I will take a tunnel, surface in another neighborhood, and breathe new airs. He will get stuck in traffic while I climb a mountain, the shelves of forests and high invisible mansions from where I can see the whole city.

So I got hired as fulfillment expert and my orientation is tomorrow. I bought a red collar shirt and have blue jeans. I have my passport and social security card ready, as well as bank routing and account number. is this all I need or am I missing something.
Also what should I expect tomorrow?
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Platform(s): I believe it was PC, but I was only watching a Youtube video about it so I'm not sure.
Genre: RPG style dating simulator. But it was mostly comedic and exaggerated.
Estimated year of release: No later than 2015~2016, since that's around the time I watched the video.
Graphics/art style: I can't for the life of me remember what it looked like, aside from the fact that I'm pretty sure it was a 3D environment. I remember the character models themselves being rather stiff and stylized, I don't remember if they themselves were 3D or not.
Notable characters: One of the dateable characters was a neckbeard-type guy who I think worked at a comic book shop. When you first interact with him, he asks you if you think Batman or Superman would win in a fight. If you choose Superman, he gets super pissed off at you. There's also another character who I believe is a homeless man you can romance. I don't remember anyone else.
Notable gameplay mechanics: I think it had little dating minigames if you got their romance levels high enough.
Other details: The video I watched was iHasCupquake playing it. I think I remember her husband Red being there with her as she played but I'm not too sure. I think she might've done the route with the homeless man. I looked through her main channel and I couldn't find it, but she posted a lot during that time period so I could've easily missed it.
I will say right now though, it's definitely not Kitty Powers Matchmaker which I know she played a lot of.
I remember the game reminding me a lot of Jazzpunk as a kid. I don't remember if it was visually similar or if it was just that brand of absurdist comedy, though.

"I don't remember the exact details, but I remember what mainly happened. I was inside of Circus Baby's Pizza for my birthday. I couldn't play with Circus Baby herself, though. I begged daddy to see and play with her before and after she was finished, but no. When he was building her, he seemed more focused on her than anything. He wouldn't sleep, eat, socialize, etc. He cared about her more than me! I couldn't stand it. When I was given the opportunity, I took it every chance I got. I wanted, no, needed to become Circus Baby so he would love me. Pay attention to me. Be proud of me."
"I walked through the big red doors to go inside her gallery. Pictures of clowns and the animatronics there all over the walls. 'Now Hiring!' signs all over the place. Even on the floors, tables, chairs, and the ceiling. It was strange. Something out of a... what is it called again? A fever dream? I walked shyly to Circus Baby. I had a motivation. I had a desire. She started singing louder than she did before. She wanted to make me only focus on her. I couldn't even hear my own thoughts. She asked if I would like some, quote unquote, 'ice cream'. It wasn't ice cream at all. It wasn't even (safely) edible. It was pure plastic. Once I grabbed it, the 'ice cream' fell to the floor, hard as a rock. The claw that held it now grabbed me. It was a nice grip. She kept staring at me. It wouldn't stop. It felt like it was ten minutes of silence, just my heartbeat beating faster than it did when I entered the room. I kept hearing people. I could hear phrases including 'help me', 'kill me', and 'hurt me'. Then I heard a mechanical scream, and blood. Gallons of blood. The claw and wires inside of her killed me."

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• Doom Eternal
• Garfield Kart: Furious Racing
• Hotshot Racing
• Indivisible
• Intruders: Hide and Seek
• Monster Crown
• Morbid: The Seven Acolytes
• nIGHTS into dreams
• Outbuddies DX
• Slain: Back from Hell
• Summer in Mara
• Tunche
• Turnip Boy Commits Tax Evasion
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• 112 Operator
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• Armello
• Backbone
• Calico
• Cats and the Other Lives
• Death Squared
• Detached: Non-VR Edition
• Doughlings Arcade
• Doughlings Invasion
• Farming Simulator 17
• Firegirl: Hack 'n Splash Rescue DX
• Frick, Inc.
• Ghostrunner
• Guilty Gear X2 #Reload
• Guns & Fishes
• Hack 'n' Slash
• Hyper Gunsport
• Into the Pit
• Izmir: An Independence Simulator
• Lighthouse Keeper
• Little Orpheus
• Lust from Beyond - M Edition
• Meow Express
• MirrorMoon EP
• Monaco
• Mount & Blade: Warband
• Non-Stop Raiders
• Orbital Racer
• Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition
• PAYDAY 2 (I have 3 DLC masks too!)
• Pill Baby
• Pixross
• Planet TD
• Project Chemistry
• Quadrata
• Remnants of Naezith
• Rym 9000
• Soulblight
• Soulflow
• Soul Searching
• Stacking
• stikir
• Space Crew: Legendary Edition
• Strange Brigade
• Stygian: Reign of the Old Ones
• Sunlight
• Symmetry
• System Shock Enhanced Edition
• System Shock 2
• The Inner World
• The Amazing American Circus
• Ticket to Ride
• Worms Rumble
• XCOM 2
• X-Morph: Defense Complete Pack
• Zombie Driver HD

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• Book of Demons (2x)
• Brothers - A Tale of Two Sons
• Car Mechanic Simulator 2018
• Corridor Z
• Dagon: by H. P. Lovecraft - The Eldritch Box DLC (2x)
• Dear Esther: Landmark Edition (2x)
• Draw Slasher (2x)
• Drawful 2 (2x)
• Driftland: The Magic Revival
• DV: Rings of Saturn (2x)
• EarthX (2x)
• Endless Space 2
• Expeditions: Viking (2x)
• Fury Unleashed
• GameGuru (2x)
• Go Home Dinosaurs
• Iron Danger (2x)
• Liberated (GOG key)
• Lust from Beyond: M Edition (2x)
• Monaco
• Moon Hunters
• NecroWorm (2x)
• Neverout
• Orbital Racer (2x)
• Out of Reach: Treasure Royale (2x)
• Pixplode (2x)
• Popup Dungeon (2x)
• Post Void
• Radio Commander
• Ring of Pain
• Roarr! Jurassic Edition (2x)
• RPG Maker VX (2x)
• Shing! (2x)
• Skullgirls 2nd Encore
• Slinger VR (2x)
• Soulblight
• Supraland
• System Shock: Enhanced Edition
• Telefrag VR (2x)
• The Amazing American Circus
• Toejam & Earl: Back in the Groove
• Treasure Hunter Simulator (2x)
• The USB Stick Found in the Grass (2x)
• Wanderlust: Travel Stories (GOG key) (2x)
• Warsaw (2x)
• We Are Alright (2x)
• X-Morph: Defense - European Assault/Last Bastion/Survival Of The Fittest (2x)
• Yoku's Island Express

OTHER GAMES:

• Commandos 3: Destination Berlin
• Days of War Definitive Edition
• Fallout 1
• Fallout 3
• Field of Glory II
• Five Dates
• For The King
• Hidden & Dangerous 2: Courage Under Fire
• Master Arena
• Men of War™
• Men of War™: Red Tide
• POLE
• Police Stories
• Theatre of War
• Theatre of War: Kursk
• The Battle of Polytopia
• The Game of Life 2
• Tribes of Midgard
• Turok 2

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• Black Desert Online - Lauren Family Gift Box
• Bloodhunt - EXPOSED ELECTRONIC Headgear
• Brawlhalla - Apex key sword weapon skin
• Call of Duty: Black Ops Cold War - Jugger-Teddy Animated Emblem
• Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II - Burger King DLC
• Call of Duty Warzone Caldera - KF Weapon Charm
• Conqueror's Blade - Exclusive Item Bundle
• Dead Frontier 2 - Survivor Starter Pack Key
• Enlisted - Premium Currency And Account
• Eternal Return - Li Dailin + Luke Character and Skin
• Forza Motorsport 7 - Exclusive Alienware Suit
• Guild Wars 2 - Self-Style Hair Kit
• Guild Wars 2 - Booster Bundle
• Guild Wars 2 - Heroic Boosters
• Guild Wars 2 - Toy Mini-Egg
• Heroes & Generals - Starter Pack
• Paladins - Charcoal Viktor
• PAYDAY 2 - PAYDAYCon 2016 Mask
• PAYDAY 2 - SteelSeries Troll Mask
• PAYDAY 2 - Big Mike Mask
• Rogue Company - Aurora Weapon Wrap
• Rogue Company - Nuclear Winter Secondary Wrap
• Rogue Company - Heist Dima Skin
• Scribble It! Premium Edition DLC (Windows Key)
• Shadow Warrior 2 - Alienware DLC Ninja Skin
• SMITE - Cosmic Conqueror Hercules
• SMITE - Star Strike Neith
• SMITE - Aurora Hel Skin
• Splitgate - Blackout Marshall Character and Legendary Magnum Pistol
• Star Trek Online - Mirror Universe Agony Field Rifle
• Them and Us - First Person Mode
• World of Warships - Seventh Anniversary DLC

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• Pathfinder Second Edition Core Rulebook and Starfinder Core Rulebook (Paizo key)
• Intro to Game Development with Unity (Zenva key)
• Ashampoo Photo Optimizer 7 (Ashampoo key)
• GameMaker Studio 2 Creator 12 Months (YoYo Games key)
• Music Maker EDM Edition (Magix key)
• PDF-Suite (PDF-Suite key)

WANT:

• PayPal $$$
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• Steam games

I am in the USA. :)
IGSREP (60+ confirmed trades): https://www.reddit.com/IGSRep/comments/107d3lb/kamenramens_igs_rep_page/
GAMES I KNOW YOU WANT:

• Black Desert Online Traveler Edition (key expires 12/31/23)
• Blasphemous
• Bloodstained: Ritual of the Night
• Blood and Zombies
• Cook, Serve, Delicious! 3?!
• Doom 2
• Doom 64
• Doom Eternal
• Garfield Kart: Furious Racing
• Hotshot Racing
• Indivisible
• Intruders: Hide and Seek
• Monster Crown
• Morbid: The Seven Acolytes
• nIGHTS into dreams
• Outbuddies DX
• Slain: Back from Hell
• Summer in Mara
• Tunche
• Turnip Boy Commits Tax Evasion
• Valfaris

TÜRKIYE-SYRIA EARTHQUAKE RELIEF BUNDLE:

• 112 Operator
• 911 Operator
• Agent in Depth
• Alchemist's Castle
• Arcade Spirits
• Armello
• Backbone
• Calico
• Cats and the Other Lives
• Death Squared
• Detached: Non-VR Edition
• Doughlings Arcade
• Doughlings Invasion
• Farming Simulator 17
• Firegirl: Hack 'n Splash Rescue DX
• Frick, Inc.
• Ghostrunner
• Guilty Gear X2 #Reload
• Guns & Fishes
• Hack 'n' Slash
• Hyper Gunsport
• Into the Pit
• Izmir: An Independence Simulator
• Lighthouse Keeper
• Little Orpheus
• Lust from Beyond - M Edition
• Meow Express
• MirrorMoon EP
• Monaco
• Mount & Blade: Warband
• Non-Stop Raiders
• Orbital Racer
• Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition
• PAYDAY 2 (I have 3 DLC masks too!)
• Pill Baby
• Pixross
• Planet TD
• Project Chemistry
• Quadrata
• Remnants of Naezith
• Rym 9000
• Soulblight
• Soulflow
• Soul Searching
• Stacking
• stikir
• Space Crew: Legendary Edition
• Strange Brigade
• Stygian: Reign of the Old Ones
• Sunlight
• Symmetry
• System Shock Enhanced Edition
• System Shock 2
• The Inner World
• The Amazing American Circus
• Ticket to Ride
• Worms Rumble
• XCOM 2
• X-Morph: Defense Complete Pack
• Zombie Driver HD

STAND WITH UKRAINE BUNDLE:

• Book of Demons (2x)
• Brothers - A Tale of Two Sons
• Car Mechanic Simulator 2018
• Corridor Z
• Dagon: by H. P. Lovecraft - The Eldritch Box DLC (2x)
• Dear Esther: Landmark Edition (2x)
• Draw Slasher (2x)
• Drawful 2 (2x)
• Driftland: The Magic Revival
• DV: Rings of Saturn (2x)
• EarthX (2x)
• Endless Space 2
• Expeditions: Viking (2x)
• Fury Unleashed
• GameGuru (2x)
• Go Home Dinosaurs
• Iron Danger (2x)
• Liberated (GOG key)
• Lust from Beyond: M Edition (2x)
• Monaco
• Moon Hunters
• NecroWorm (2x)
• Neverout
• Orbital Racer (2x)
• Out of Reach: Treasure Royale (2x)
• Pixplode (2x)
• Popup Dungeon (2x)
• Post Void
• Radio Commander
• Ring of Pain
• Roarr! Jurassic Edition (2x)
• RPG Maker VX (2x)
• Shing! (2x)
• Skullgirls 2nd Encore
• Slinger VR (2x)
• Soulblight
• Supraland
• System Shock: Enhanced Edition
• Telefrag VR (2x)
• The Amazing American Circus
• Toejam & Earl: Back in the Groove
• Treasure Hunter Simulator (2x)
• The USB Stick Found in the Grass (2x)
• Wanderlust: Travel Stories (GOG key) (2x)
• Warsaw (2x)
• We Are Alright (2x)
• X-Morph: Defense - European Assault/Last Bastion/Survival Of The Fittest (2x)
• Yoku's Island Express

OTHER GAMES:

• Commandos 3: Destination Berlin
• Days of War Definitive Edition
• Fallout 1
• Fallout 3
• Field of Glory II
• Five Dates
• For The King
• Hidden & Dangerous 2: Courage Under Fire
• Master Arena
• Men of War™
• Men of War™: Red Tide
• POLE
• Police Stories
• Theatre of War
• Theatre of War: Kursk
• The Battle of Polytopia
• The Game of Life 2
• Tribes of Midgard
• Turok 2

DLC!

• Black Desert Online - Lauren Family Gift Box
• Bloodhunt - EXPOSED ELECTRONIC Headgear
• Brawlhalla - Apex key sword weapon skin
• Call of Duty: Black Ops Cold War - Jugger-Teddy Animated Emblem
• Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II - Burger King DLC
• Call of Duty Warzone Caldera - KF Weapon Charm
• Conqueror's Blade - Exclusive Item Bundle
• Dead Frontier 2 - Survivor Starter Pack Key
• Enlisted - Premium Currency And Account
• Eternal Return - Li Dailin + Luke Character and Skin
• Forza Motorsport 7 - Exclusive Alienware Suit
• Guild Wars 2 - Self-Style Hair Kit
• Guild Wars 2 - Booster Bundle
• Guild Wars 2 - Heroic Boosters
• Guild Wars 2 - Toy Mini-Egg
• Heroes & Generals - Starter Pack
• Paladins - Charcoal Viktor
• PAYDAY 2 - PAYDAYCon 2016 Mask
• PAYDAY 2 - SteelSeries Troll Mask
• PAYDAY 2 - Big Mike Mask
• Rogue Company - Aurora Weapon Wrap
• Rogue Company - Nuclear Winter Secondary Wrap
• Rogue Company - Heist Dima Skin
• Scribble It! Premium Edition DLC (Windows Key)
• Shadow Warrior 2 - Alienware DLC Ninja Skin
• SMITE - Cosmic Conqueror Hercules
• SMITE - Star Strike Neith
• SMITE - Aurora Hel Skin
• Splitgate - Blackout Marshall Character and Legendary Magnum Pistol
• Star Trek Online - Mirror Universe Agony Field Rifle
• Them and Us - First Person Mode
• World of Warships - Seventh Anniversary DLC

Software!

• Pathfinder Second Edition Core Rulebook and Starfinder Core Rulebook (Paizo key)
• Intro to Game Development with Unity (Zenva key)
• Ashampoo Photo Optimizer 7 (Ashampoo key)
• GameMaker Studio 2 Creator 12 Months (YoYo Games key)
• Music Maker EDM Edition (Magix key)
• PDF-Suite (PDF-Suite key)

WANT:

• PayPal $$$
• Steam Giftcard/Wallet Code (USD only)
• Steam games

Platform(s): PC.
Genre: 2D, Shooting, Robots
Estimated Year of Release: 2008-2016
Graphics/Art Style: The art style was 2 dimensional. There was a foreground where your character, a yellow mech, moved around, and a grey background. The entire game takes place in one set area that takes up the full screen (The camera doesn't move). The art style was 2d with medium details (not pixelated, but not Ori and the blind forest). The main color is gray with some red.
Notable characters: The character you play as is a humanoid yellow and gray mech/exosuit (think iron man, or edge of tomorrow), and the enemy robots were gray with red some having red highlights. The game starts off simple, with short knee height robots that roll at from offscreen you with spinning sawblades. There are multiple types of enemy robots, but for the most basic design imagine a roomba with a mean metal face and a buzz saw. As the game progresses, new enemy variations show up that have propellers attached to fly, or flamethrowers attached to do more damage. There are also boss fight(s), but I don't remember any specific details from them other than they are big giant robots you shoot.
Notable gameplay mechanics: The mech you play as uses a handheld minigun as the main weapon, and as the game goes on you unlock upgrades that upgrade your gun and health. The mechanic that made the game unique was that every time you killed an enemy robot, it would fall to the ground and become terrain. Over time the robots would create massive piles, that you would have to go up and down while shooting the robots coming at you. Obviously you die if the enemies do too much damage to you and start over. Like I said, there are boss battles, but I can't remember exactly when or how they occurred.
Other details: I don't know if there is an ending to the game, or if it is infinite.
Thank you