[Dad] Cody?
[Dad] Mom and I are going to the Johnsons.
-Dinner's in the fridge-- -Dad...remember?
We talked about this...privacy?
[Dad] Alright, alright. Dinner's in the fridge.
[Dad] Kid's these days. [footsteps leaving]
This must have been what Todd was talking about.
Hmm, come to think of it...
I haven't seen him in school lately.
Cool!
You stand in front of your family home holding a key in one hand and a note in the other.
After all these years, it feels good to be back.
Read...
Note.
Hey son, hope you've been well. Came across something in the attic for you.
It's in your room. Enjoy!
Open...
Door.
You use the key to enter the house. It is brightly lit.
You see the kitchen, living room and a set of stairs.
Go...
Up...stairs.
You walk up the stairs past the family pictures.
You see a couple of bedrooms with yours on the left.
Enter...
My
Room.
You enter your old room, so many good memories here.
There's some old mail on the bed, and a package on your desk.
Open...package.
You open the package to discover a game
The house abandon?
What?
No!
Play...game.
[computer beeps]
...key in one hand and note in the other. It's clearly neglected and in...ruins?
Its different.
Read...
Note.
You don't recognise the handwritting. It says..."Get out. Get out. Get out."
Enter...house.
[front door slam shut]
Dad?...Is that you?
You hear someone call out from upstairs.
Who ever it is...
they shouldn't be there.
No!
No it can't be!
Everything is falling apart.
The darkness accents the years of neglect.
You see the kitchen, living room and a set of stairs.
Go up...stairs.
Upstairs the sound of an alarm clock starts blaring. [alarm clock ringing]
[alarm clock still ringing]
[alarm clock stops]
[footsteps slowly getting louder]
[glass breaking]
[footsteps getting louder] [knife dragged against wall]
NO, NO, NO...it can't be happening. It's not possible. It's just a game.
There's no guy with the knife outside. But what if there is, what do I do?
That's it!
What?...Why didn't it work?
What's up with this thing?
Leave...house.
You can't leave here. This is where it's supposed to end.
WHAT?
Go...
Down...stairs.
[Cody grunts]
Turn...
Around.
What's up with this? [slams fist on keyboard]
Noo!!
PLEASE!!!
[footsteps running] [Cody screaming]
[Cody] Nooooo-- [knife cuts Cody's throat]
[Cody's body hits the floor]