[[Wake up assmouth]] You jolt awake from a //horrific// nightmare. You know the kind of nightmare you can't really explain? You know the one. You were you but not really, then Stacy was there, but she was a spider all along? That one? No? ..... Nevermind. It quickly fades from your mind however, as you realize that the ceiling you're looking up at is that off white color landlords like to paint everything because it's easy to maintain and not a light blue like your own. [[Get up]] [[Fuck it, I'm gonna stay in bed you aren't my mom.]] In space no-one can hear you scream [[What]]You are sitting on the edge of the bed. [[Stand up]] You turn over in the bed in the strange room. Who cares if you stay in bed a little longer? Who caaaaaaaaaaaaares? (I care immensely) [[You hear a faint rumble]] You are awoken once again, but this time by a chuck of plaster ceiling falling into your mouth. The whole room is shaking, the bed, the walls, the painting, even the kitchen sink. Suddenly, a bulldozer crashes through the wall behind you and crushes you. But it doesn't kill you immediately and you bleed out all 6 liters of blood in your body. Sucks to be you. [[What]] You are now standing beside the bed [[Stand up for your right]] Excuse me what? [[Sorry]] It's ok. [[Look around the strange room]] For starters, this doesn't look like a room in a house or appartment. It looks like... It looks like a hotel room, and a fairly average hotel room too. You wonder how plastered you were last night to not remember where you are, but for some reason you're not hung over. huh. In being an average hotel room it has a CRT TV from what you estimate to be 20 or so years ago, a wardrobe in the entryway, a drawer that the TV is sitting on, and an N64 built into the TV. You try to remember if that was a thing but to no avail. Besides, it's just an N64. [[What do?]] You get a closer look at the TV and see that the N64 is molded into the top of the thing. You assume that you'd have to call room service to get games. Speaking of room service, you don't seem to recall seeing a phone. Whatever, you turn the TV on. A kids educational thing on bulldozers is playing on every channel. What the hell? You check your pockets for your knife and thankfully it's still there. Using a technique your dad once did to get more channels on a 99 limited TV you manage to get it to pick up about 50 other channels. Again, all of them are playing the same educational program about bulldozers. Why? [[What do?]] [[Investigate that TV]] [[How about we peak in that drawer]] [[Is there anything in the wardrobe?]] [[Open the door to the hallway.]] Reaching out you yank at the top drawer to no avail. You try the 3 other to the same effect except, the bottom one opens. You try the one above it and than the one above that. All of them will open now. That's dumb. The first drawer has nothing in it, same with all of the other drawers. Damn. [[What do?]] You advace towards the shuttered doors of the wardrobe. As you grasp the handle, you hear a pained moan from inside. Is someone in there? Are they hurt? [[OPEN THE DOOR!]] You fling the door open and uhh..... I...... [[What is it?]] There's a zombie in the wardrobe. [[Fucking what?]] You back away from the closet as it slowly rises. Like a complete idiot you move away from the door to the hallway and into the room proper. The undead monster spots you and starts to advace towards you. You fall over and slowly back up to a wall. It's closing in on you. It's gonna kill you! Suddenly it stops. It starts to convulse where it stands. You don't understand. The zombie bursts into a million pieces and a bulldozer thuds to the floor. Saddly, one of it's treads "thudded" directly over your mid-section. Sucks to be you. [[What]] Why not? I mean it's not like you're in a neverending hallway made up of hotel room doors amirite? [[Except you are.]] ''I'm sorry what did you say?'' [[Dude just open the door now.]] You slam the door open and step out into the hall. Hotel room doors for all the eye can see. What the hell is this. [[End]] Thanks for playing my first game made in twine! I know it's not really "interactive" per say but whatever. I made this in the lobby of an IKEA and I think it's ok for that. -Ethan Clark If you liked this check out my soundcloud (bruh) : Night Driver [[Replay the game]] Alternatively you can quit the game. Just saying.