Chapter 1: Link Start!?
'What's the last thing I remember!?'
We were celebrating the last day of my cousin's vacation. He's booked for an early flight home the next morning, onwards to the dry heat, and fancy casinos of las vegas.
I could still vaguely remember him giving me this pimped up watch. While he was telling me how much I looked like a hobo, wearing plain old black T's and cargo pants all the time.
And, me stating that I live in the PH, and I worked at night. I don't want to be mugged, by some dude thinking I have money... No! thank you!
It was already 1am, by the time we ended the celebration.
Everybody started leaving... Hugs, and "Goodbye's" were thrown left, and right... then blank!
'I didn't even remember going home...'
'Did somebody drug me?!'
'Out of all the cousins present, who would drug me?!'
'I mean, there's no need... I'm a light weight!'
'I could remember this time when, I got so~drunk; in a bar after drinking two bottles of Platinum for the first time.'
'Which ended up on, one of them driving me home.'
'Who?! I still hadn't found out who, up until now.'
'They're very tight lip on it... So somebody drove me home. But...'
'Not wanting to suffer thru my mom's long lectures on drinking responsibly, and not letting me drink till I drop... The a*s! Just left me in front of my mom's front gate, passed out...'
'My mom almost had a heart attack the next morning, seeing me face down on the dirt... Until she smelt the booze on me, that is...'
'I cracked a rib, and broked my phone from my mom's kicks that day...'
'But, back to the here, and now...'
'I am currently having a, WTF moment!'
And, what greeted me while I was stretching my sore limbs. As I came too was, this glaring Murder-Death-Kill type dude.
Watching me like a hawk. I had to snap back, shut my eyes close, and play dead. Pretending he was a bear, and he would just leave me alone when he sees I wasn't moving.
After I was confident that he didn't notice me waking up, and just moved on. I cracked open my left good eye slowly, to check if he is still glaring daggers at me.
lo, and behold... he still was! And, our eyes met. He is still on my case, observing me.
I wasn't able to break eye contact, not even to blink. In the fear that, he might get the idea to attack me if I did.
This went on for a while until...
Some guy jumped up like somebody dump a bucket of cold water on him, and man...
That guy could jump... like a grasshopper!
Looking around his surroundings, the guy's face went from startled, to confused, to just suspicious about everything, and everyone.
Then, the Murder-Death-Kill guy commented,"Not bad! You have the best quality out of the bunch this time." saying so in a cold voice.
'What am I!? chopped liver?!' I thought while scanning my surroundings.
My eye finally landing back on the Murder-Death-Kill guy.
He looked mid to late 40's. But, man those scars on that common looking face, and greying hair just screams "Are you feeling lucky punk?!", and shoot you for no reason.
My train of thoughts were cutoff, by the grasshopper guys tirade.
"Where is this place? Who are you? Why am I here?" He said, as he asked his barrage of questions in a frantic voice.
'Yup! generic questions for someone who got kidnapped, and he repeated it in english.'
'Wow!!! I didn't even realize, the difference in the nationalities of the people present.'
'Young grasshopper, you're very thoughtful. I'm starting to see you in a new light.'
"Think carefully, it should had already inserted everything to your head." said Murder-Death-Kill.
'Huh?! Now that I think about it. This conversation sounds very familliar... something like a deja vu, and yes! I know what that is...I'm not being a smart a*s.
'WAIT! No fooking way! No, that can't be... No way in christian hell... I have to make sure.'
"This time is Resident Evil 1. Your luck isn't bad, newbies."
"Getting such an easy horror movie on the first time. Even when you die, it will be an easy death." Said Murder-Death-Kill guy as he took his last hit then, crushed the cigarette beneath his boot.
'HUH!? When did he started smoking?'
"You are saying, only our consciousness has come inside the computer? Just like in the novels?"
"And, when we complete this game our consciousness will go back to our bodies?" A chubby dude next to grasshopper asked.
'This dude is gonna die early...'
Murder-Death-Kill took out his gun, a desert eagle.
While handling the gun he said, "I don't know if it's just our consciousness, or not. But, you will feel pain, you will get injured, and you will die."
"And, you're wrong, when you finish this movie, you will go to the next one. Maybe you have seen that movie or maybe not."
"God will bring in new members to replace those that died in the last movie. Every movie consists of seven to twenty people. In other words this is a very easy movie, we only have seven people here."
Chubby dude said with a sneer,"How do you know those who died didn't go back to their body? Perhaps they chose to die willingly."
'This dude is just trying to woo lady death...'
Murder-Death-Kill raised his head suddenly, as though he had became a panther at this moment.
He bent his knees, and lunged. In just a split second, he's already on top of the chubby dude.
His desert eagle stuffed inside the chubby dude's mouth saying,"Then do you want to try, and die? Can you imagine that unending terror?"
"I lived through three movies. The first one was Nightmare on Elm Street 1. There were 15 newbies in that movie and two experienced survivors."
"But, do you want to know the ending? They all died in their dreams. Me, and another person were the only ones who survived."
"Do you want to know how it feels to get killed by a stupid dream? Imagine everything around you becomes slithering rotten meat, in a gruesome factory. As you watch as a pair of scissors slowly cut through every bit of your body. Can you imagine the pain? You piece of shit! You want to die?"
Murder-Death-Kill was shouting like a madman, the intent to kill is clearly reflected by the red gleam in his eyes.
The chubby dude was so scared, and unable to move. And, with a gun in his mouth. He couldn't even plead for his life.
'Called it! Well that confirms it. I'm in bloody Terror Infinity.'
'That means the young grasshopper is Zheng Zha.'
'And, this is a movie hopping death game.'
'OK, the where is confirmed, and the when?'
'Judging from the scene unfolding, this would be the first part at the beginning of the story.'
'Damn! All the clues were ready to bite my a*s.'
'But, I was too slow to realize it! OK~OK Al-Iz-Wel Al-Iz-Wel. (A/N:"all is well" from that Bollywood movie.)
'Get it together.... Get it together... umm...umm holy crack on a cracker!!! I can't remember my name?!!'
While I was panicking the scene progressed...
"50000 points." Said Murder-Death-Kill as I caught the tail end of that conversation.
'Still can't remember his name. Hell! I can't even remember mine!'
He took out another cigarette, and began lighting it.
After a puff he continued saying,"If you don't use any points, you just have to live through fifty movies. Then you can go back."
Suddenly, everyone quieted down.
'Not long ago... According to this guy, if you don't use your points, it's impossible to live through one movie let alone fifty movies. Now his contradicting himself. What an a*s.'
"Of course, 1000 points is the base reward of every movie. You can do side quests in movies to earn points."
"Like when I explained everything to you, according to God's rule, explaining to newbies will be rewarded 100 points."
"Also, you should have noticed that special watch on your wrist."
He waved his left hand, showing that there's a black metal watch on his wrist. That looked like a Fit Bit.
Everyone looked at their own left hand. There were a few things on the watch.
A timer, that is counting down from 3 hours 7 minutes. A counter for zombies, hunters, and newbies...
Along with a message saying...
"You will get one point for every ten zombies you kill, 100 point for every hunter, and 1000 points for every newbie killed..."
Murder-Death-Kill looked at everyone with a wicked face as they read the message.
Only Zheng, and the glasses girl looked back calmly at him.
"Of course that's negative 1000. Ok, if you have any other questions hurry up, and ask. This movie is about to begin." He said as he take a hit on the cigarette.
'Shyte! I need an action plan now!'
'O~K! my plan is to... Take action! Well, that sounded dumb.'
'But, yeah I need to move with the Mc's group while grabbing some of the benefits along the way, and not fall behind.'
'Though, I don't want to stand out too much. I could remember reading somewhere that, the nail that sticks out gets the hammer or something...'
'Let's play it cool, and not lose our head.'
"Hey! You there! How long are you going to pretend to be part of the scenery?" Asked Murder-Death-Kill pointing at me.
I stood up to my feet patting my clothes down, copying the way those guys from old kung fu movies do. And, chuckle lightly while saying...
"I kinda miss the timing when everybody was all hyped up, and was embarrassed to make a scene."
"So... It just felt awkward, and I didn't know what to do... forgive my indecisiveness... hehehe"
I said looking apologetic, and cupped my fist while bowing a little.
'Damn!!! What am I doing!! I don't have an ounce of chinese blood in me, why am I acting like some cultivator from some wuxia novel?!'
'I hope they won't think I'm racist or something, and hold a grudge.'
"What~ever" said glasses girl.
But, Murder-Death-Kill is looking at me more intensely than ever.
Until the chubby dude said,"The amount of stupid people out there, must be staggering! For us to have one here with us! Just don't drag us down!"
'Yup! You're gonna die early dude...' I thought giving my best deadpanned look.
Glasses girl looked at Zheng, then continued asking,"I have three more questions. I saw Resident Evil, the ending is the T virus from the lab spread throughout Raccoon City. Then if we drive a car and leave the city, wouldn't that let us survive easily?"
Murder-Death-Kill nodded, and replied, "Take a look at your watch, there's a name on the upper left side, read it."
While they were realizing how deeply screwed we were at the moment, I just caught a glance at my own wrist for the first time, and saw it...
Just a moment there, my watch just got grainy like an old TV's white noise channel.
"What the heck! Is this thing busted? that can't be..." I muttered looking up at everybody.
To see if they have the same problem. But seems that they didn't even hear me say something.
'Oh well! I guess its just me, but its gone now.'
While I was ruminating... My thoughts were interupted again.
Glasses girl nodded and said, "One last question. This number, what does it mean?" She pointed to the timer counting down.
"This is the time that you must stay in this movie. Once the timer is over, you will go to where God is, and get your reward. There you will also wait for the next movie." Said Murder-Death-Kill answering her final question.
Then the train started to slow down...
Murder-Death-Kill finished his cigarette, and took out his desert eagle.
"Ok, the plot is starting. The casts will be able to hear our conversations now."
"Remember, if they hear anything not belonging to this world or spoilers, 10 points will be deducted for every sentence."
"Well newbies, try your best to survive."
'OK Game Time!'
'I feel like I should say something...'
'LINK START!'
'Nah! They'll think I'm some kind of Otaku or something.'
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