You and your closest three friends become trapped in a horror game , complete with weapons , magic , eldritch abominations and a sanity meter . However , it is the strangest thing . Unlike your friends which all have a numeric value for both their current and maximum sanity , you just have ±∞ listed . [ WP ]

At first, you thought being trapped in a horror game may actually be fun. Your friends were there, the `` abominations'' were easy enough to get through, and those potions were **divine**. 
 
 But then the fogs came. 
 
 There was no escape from them; they were everywhere. They came without warning, and they left just as suddenly. It penetrated walls, it whispered in your ears, and, worst of all, it made the sanity meters go *crazy*. Your friends' fell through the floor, and yours, the infinity, flickered back and forth from positive to negative. You went from chaotic screaming pounding the inside of your skull to a flush of relief and back once more. 
 
 During one particularly long period of fog, your friends' sanity meter almost hit zero. Your meter stayed on negative more than usual. The *screaming*, oh the **screaming**. You blacked out. 
 
 Your friends were able to wake you... eventually... They were barely sane. They just kept mumbling something about `` the eyes.'' `` Those yellow eyes!'' 
 
 The fogs were getting worse. Every time, blacking out was the only thing that kept you from bashing your head in on the nearest blunt object. The only thing you could ever hear was your friends screaming about those yellow eyes. You swore you saw them once or twice. 
 
 Then it happened. The fog, thicker and darker than you had ever seen, and it would n't leave. You remember when your friends' meters hit zero. Yours had n't left the negative for what seemed like an eternity. Why would n't you black out? 
 
 Somehow, he dragged himself over to you. Even in your frenzied state, you pitied him, your friend, broken, barely sane. In your ear, over the raucous din of the screaming in your head, you heard him. `` The eyes! Where are they? **Why is n't he here?! **'' 
 
 You felt it, the moment your meter locked into the negative position. You understood it, all of it. The fog no longer scared you, for you knew it's secrets. The blackouts, the eyes, it all made sense. You knew what you had to do. 
 
 You did n't black out this time, the last thing your friends would ever see was you, watching the life drain from their bodies. Watching with your glowing yellow eyes. 

