Eternity, the Game

While everyone else struggles to survive in a horror game, I receive an exclusive invitation from the BOSS. In a bathtub surrounded by roses, He pulls me close. “Become my collectible, beautiful for all eternity.” While other players are chased by monsters, I enjoy tea in the old castle. They scream in terror, “Why doesn't she have to run?” That is, until I discover His basement. Countless “collectibles” are sealed in amber, frozen in their final moments of terror. And He is smiling as He takes my plaster cast: “You will be my most perfect work of art.”