I was a huge fan of a game back in the day. The game was called "Asylum Turmoil." The aim of the game was to survive in an asylum for as long as possible in each level.
I was doing some spring cleaning when I found the old dusty cartridge of Asylum Turmoil. I started to play it for nostalgia reasons. It brought back so much memories. I finished it before. Level after level was good. But then I finished the game. At the end, my character picked up a note. Which was very weird because I never remembered this happening before. I just wrote it off as not remembering things as I hadn't played the game in a very long time. On the note there were co-ordinates. I decided to follow them as I had no time on my hands. When I was driving to the place using my anime coloured GPS. Everything around me started to get more and more sinister.
I kept going for my favourite game... That was a mistake.
I finally arrived at the place. To me it looked quite old, evil and sinister! It was an asylum. Just like the one in the game. There were things vandalised and graffiti-ed all over the place. Swastikas on the door. Faces painted on the walls, which I could swear were looking at me and blinking. The cheeky bastards. I thought I would take the little bitches out. But I didn't want to get sidetracked from the pasta.
I entered the asylum and it looked horrible. I looked up. I saw spiderman. But this wasn't the spiderman you grew up with on tv and with the comics. It was slender. You could see rips in it's skin revealing it's rotten flesh. There was blood dripping from it's spider-like mouth revealing. A heart carved on it's chest with the words "Japanian love" carved into it. Blood was dripping from that too and it had three black eyes. I tried running. But it got me by the leg. As it was pulling me into the anime meme filled darkness, I lost all hope. But then I heard a loud bang. There was a bullet hole through spiderman's head.
I looked the other way. A man held a pistol. He had beige and brown striped shirt a quiff and a big smile on his face. He looked at me and said "Daddy boy's here."
I just remember everything going black then. I don't know if he shot me or if I died another way or if I'm in a coma. I don't even know if I ever wrote this pasta. I'm still waiting too wake up...