You're playing a new horror game, like usual. Right now your character is being chased by a killer. You play and play until the clock strikes 12. After a short blink, you suddenly find yourself right inside the game. And..the killer is now after the real you. You begin to run through the dark woods you landed in, your adrenaline high, still not believing this. And then, loud footsteps thumping behind you. "Stop fucking running little bitch" the killers rough voice calls through the darkness