Our unsuspecting party finds themselves trapped in a dystopian town, with their ventures leading them through the creaking halls of an antique shop owned by the foreboding Aunt Myrtle and the now-missing Uncle Alaric, whose fate remains shrouded in mystery – a haunting question lingering in the air.
Undeterred by the ominous aura, the party hones their skills, navigating the eerie shop through multiple attempts. As an impending doom casts its shadow over the world, a revelation unfurls – a party member, namely myself, possesses unnatural powers. Four macabre types, tied to sinister eye colors: green, red, yellow, and the enigmatic purple, bringing forth abilities of levitation and metal manipulation.
The party’s makeshift sanctuary becomes my foreboding abode, a hub for emergency situations in this nightmarish world. Desperation drives us to seek supplies from a friend in the distant, haunting town of Waipahu. A malevolent chest in my house leads us into a grotesque puzzle, reminiscent of the macabre challenges from horror movies – a pitch-black void, suspended platforms, sinister metal chains, and a coveted chest.
The puzzle demands the manipulation of malevolent metal chains, connected to grotesque cubes, each towering about 2 meters, hovering above an abyssal black void. The goal, to create a bridge and reach the suspended platform with the chest, is disrupted by an ominous message about an approaching presence. Urgency takes hold as we hurriedly head to my place, triggering a high-speed chase that plunges us to the outskirts of town and the eerie shop of Aunt Myrtle, a place tainted by the mysterious disappearance of Uncle Alaric.
After a harrowing encounter, we depart, but the horror intensifies. The setting shifts to a nightmarish landscape, reminiscent of the ancestral home of one of the party members. Outside the town, a grotesque encounter unfolds with a fish VTuber, revealing itself to be an actual fish, appearing wretched and tortured. Upon our return to town, a confrontation with a monstrous fish mayor, shockingly fluent in English, ensues. I engage in a vehement argument with the mayor about the harmlessness of the Koi, challenging him to jump into the same tank if he truly believes it to be harmless.
In a tense exchange, I theatrically threaten to toss a monstrous crayfish into the tank as proof of its harmlessness. Undeterred, I grab the grotesque crayfish, ruthlessly remove its claws, and cast it into the tank with the Koi. However, the relentless crayfish clings to me, forcing an ominous extension of my hand over the Koi’s tank in a desperate attempt to scrape it off. In a horrifying twist, the Koi seizes the opportunity, lurches out of the tank, and devours me.
My final, ghastly sight before succumbing to the horror is the revelation that the Koi was never a Koi. Despite its deceptive outward appearance, as soon as its monstrous mouth opens, it transforms into a ghastly horror movie worm. The creature is abnormally large, measuring 3-4 feet, prompting nightmarish questions about optical illusions and how such a grotesque entity could fit in my sink.
The horror crescendos abruptly, my awakening accompanied by a startled jolt, causing my pillow to be hurled across the room. Throughout this nightmarish ordeal, the challenge of concealing my unholy powers added an unsettling layer, and my eyes, naturally glowing and changing colors, intensified the malevolence. The dreamlike horror featured an oversized goldfish mayor and a friend resembling a character from Nemo, both sinisterly fluent in Common. The party, now haunted by these macabre visions, is left grappling with the unnerving nature of optical illusions in this nightmarish tapestry of horror and magic.