Kyle found the game because his roommate downloaded it off some sketchy forum link, the kind of thing you’d usually just ignore.
Said it was based on real events, one of those scary games based on true stories deals that show up on itch dot io every October, most of them garbage honestly.
This one was different, or at least his roommate Trevor kept insisting it was, showed me the loading screen one night while I was just trying to eat my dinner in peace.
No title screen really, just a black background and text that said property of nobody, then it just started.
You played as someone walking through a house, first person, nothing fancy, looked like it was made in somebody’s spare bedroom over a weekend.
I wasn’t that interested honestly. I’ve had plenty of creepy experiences with games like this before, they all kind of blur together after a while, jump scares dressed up as something deeper.
Trevor played it that first night while I did homework at the kitchen table, half listening to him narrate what he was seeing.
Said the house layout matched his grandmother’s old place exactly, down to the crack in the hallway mirror, which he thought was funny at first, coincidence, that kind of thing.
Stopped being funny around the third room. Said there was a note on a table that had his own name on it, not a character name, his actual name, Trevor Michael Ostrowski.
I didn’t believe him. Walked over, looked at the screen myself. It said his name, plain text, no explanation, just sitting there like it belonged.
He closed the laptop pretty fast after that. Didn’t touch it again for maybe a week, kept it in his desk drawer like that would do anything.
I opened it myself one night when he was out, mostly out of curiosity, wanted to see if it was some kind of prank he’d rigged himself.
Started the same way, black screen, property of nobody, then the house loaded. Except this time the layout was different, hallway went a direction it hadn’t before.
No note with my name anywhere that I could find, walked through maybe six rooms, nothing much happening, just empty furniture and bad lighting.
Then in what looked like a kid’s bedroom, there was a drawing taped to the wall, crayon, the kind a kid actually makes, not some designed asset.
It was a house. My house, or close enough that I sat there staring at it a solid minute, the same weird angle of our actual living room window.
I quit the game right there, didn’t finish whatever the ending was supposed to be, don’t even know if it has one.
Told Trevor about it the next day, he didn’t seem surprised, just tired, said maybe we should stop playing it and leave it at that.
We haven’t deleted it though, still sitting on his laptop, neither of us has brought it up again in maybe two months now.
Sometimes I think about starting it again, just to see what room comes up this time, what’s taped to what wall.
I probably won’t. Trevor definitely won’t, he’s weirder about it than I am if I’m honest, doesn’t even like leaving his laptop open around it.
Anyway that’s basically it, no ending really, the file’s just sitting there doing nothing, which somehow bothers me more than if something had actually happened since.