You wake up in a room, chained to a wall. A figure speaks over the intercom: "I want to play a game." (To avoid a lawsuit, this person is legally distinct and separate from anyone who may or may not have shown up in the Saw movies.) Then the game begins. You, still in chains, are forced to run a sick gauntlet, where giant balls are flung at you, platforms drop from underneath you, and numerous puzzle devices are placed before you that don't seem to work, even though you are sure you have figured out the solution. In fact, everything seems stacked against you. The only thing you can really do is flail your arms helplessly. Can you escape your chains and your captor with your life intact?
You are a scientist, and you have figured out a way to end world hunger. You have concocted a serum that causes organic matter to grow and multiply even after death. This has allowed you to create monstrous food items—buns the size of buildings, burgers the size of trucks, lettuce leaves the size of airplanes—and you plan to use it all to feed the hungry. Unfortunately, the serum has had some horrific side effects on certain foods. They do not only grow, they mutate, sprouting legs and arms and fangs. Now, you must run away from living hot dogs and fried eggs that look to serve you up for dinner instead. You run through sick corridors of meat and greens grown through your own sick experiments, attempting to preserve your own precious life. You never know if your next meal will try to eat you.
You live a happy life, in a wide community spread out across a large, grassy world. You provide for your neighbors and they provide for you, everyone working in harmony. Then, one day, your best friend suddenly attacks you, fighting with such vigor you would think he is trying to kill you. You manage to knock him out, but he suddenly disappears in a flash of light. You try to explain this to the rest of your community, but they think you are going crazy. Yet slowly those that you know and love start randomly attacking you for no good reason or, even worse, disappearing without a trace. It is only after it is too late that you figure out this is the work of some kind of other-worldly invader, using advanced technology to capture and brainwash you before forcing you to fight in some sort of sick gladiator games. Can you survive these invaders and hold onto your own mind, or will you too inevitably be nothing more than a plaything, ripping your loved ones to shreds for the amusement of a superior race?
You exit your house one day to see that the sky has turned completely black. The only light comes from rows and rows of faint lights off in the distance. As people begin freezing in their own homes and going mad from being submerged in darkness, the lights get brighter and brighter, closer and closer. It is only after it's too late that you realize these lights are coming from the space craft of an alien race. However, no matter how much the Earth's combined military force fires at them, they only rarely fire a warning shot from their back lines. Instead, they simply descend, slowly, forcing you to face your inevitable doom. It's up to you to survive the new darkened world, and to prepare yourself for the alien invasion to come.
You live in a utopia where food is plentiful and no one is left wanting. It's a paradise filled with serene beaches, mountains that stretch to space, and sunny days that never end. It's all ruled by a benevolent king. Then, one day, the food starts disappearing. Some of your friends start starving to death. The denizens of your dream land start going crazy. Eventually, one snaps and starts eating other people for sustenance. He becomes a mad serial killer, devouring his foes, and keeping only one trophy: their scalp, which he wears on his head like a sadistic hat. You have to run away from this monstrosity without succumbing to the hunger and going mad yourself.
Angelo M. D'Argenio
Date: October 22, 2012
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