You swear when out of goddamn nowhere this videogame character starts speaking to you.
You'd think it's some kind of stupid meta portion or whacked off scripted scene if it weren't for your hands being utterly controlled,
your veins now looking like a glowing flow of circuits as you struggle to regain control.
"Fuck fuck fuck what the hell do you want with me?"
You ask as a poor naïve soul, not like you played to the end of the game or know what Monika's capable of or anything.
You attempt to scoot your caboose but it goes pretty much nowhere.Not only do your arms feel firmly glued to the desk but, even your hands are moving
against your will and shifting the mouse over the three rigged options, teasing you as if you were actually weary and choosy over this.
Without another saving prayer, you click "Absolutely."And then the screen turns black for a moment, before Monika appears again,
but with a rather eerie background - stars and cosmic debris floating about, her clones with her. What was going on?
"Let me go, how the hell is a piece of software even doing this? You're just some arrogant anime b-"
You bite your lip and then realize your mouth has shut too, the lights have spread throughout your body.
You try again to get up, to wiggle or squirm out of your chair, the digital lights hot-gluing your very existence to the chair.
It was as if you were facing the death penalty and had no way out. The electricity would come any moment now.
You'll be forced to keep playing utterly, like it or not. Monika have rest on your soul.
She is, in complete and utter control.
