[ WP ] You find a copy of The Sims 5 at a used video game store . You decide to buy it and try it out . Slowly , unscripted and non programmed events start to happen . You realize that you 're actually controlling a real family .

*'' The best thing about playing games is that you can be whoever you want'' * 
 
 This was not my first time playing the game. This is how lucky I am. Only this time, I had decided to be the bad guy. And I was loving it. 
 I took hours creating my guy. Just like any real life sim you could be whoever you wanted. A banker, a teacher, a hooker…or a hitman. Remember when you take the father to the city, to cheat on his wife? Now, I get to kill those guys. I was a hired killer, and the feeling was overwhelming. I felt the adrenaline rushing through my body, and his every movement like my own. His eyes were my eyes. And my freedom knew no limits. The screen darkened and my first job appeared. The instructions were so accurate I could almost gone out to the street and perform the killing without a gun, because I could tell exactly how the body would behave. My reward rendered all codes obsolete, but I was no longer surprised. The Sims 5 was almost too good to be true. Almost boring. I was the spitting image of the picture created by fiction writers. Went to the same places. Killed the same people. I started to notice a pattern, because I could no longer choose wether to accept the jobs or which weapon to use. It was like an AI with a mind of its own. It was still fun. Only predictable. *What do you want to do next? * I smiled. I wanted to chase the good guys. I followed the map which led me through desert streets and my next target was a bombist. *What? * Maybe I need to tell Electronic Arts that bombist are not very friendly people. Then the screen goes blank again. *Did I saved the game? * Apparently I never stopped playing, because I found myself inside the targeted building staring at my bombist. My instructions were clear: *aim straight behind the head for the cerebellum and spinal cord so it destroys am much brain mass as possible*. I pressed the button and calmly left the building. The cops sirens start ringing but I ’ m already out of reach. The annoying sound fades in the background as I collect my reward: Half a million dollars. Not bad for a rookie! Suddenly I hear the sirens again. My heart starts pounding. *Were are they? * But they are nowhere to be found. I look at every possible direction several times, but I am all alone. And the sound keeps getting louder and louder. I slowly turn back, only to see the TV recreating the nightmare I had just escaped. The panic in the building. The police looking for the killer. The bullet I was missing in the head of a friend. 

