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Quantum Terror: How a Game Became a Reality

A Quantum horror story

By Hector SampsonPublished 12 months ago 3 min read
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Jake was bored. He had been hacking into various websites and databases for fun, but nothing really challenged him anymore. He wanted something more exciting, something more dangerous. He wanted to play a game.

He had heard rumours of a secret military facility that housed a quantum computer, a machine that could simulate any scenario imaginable. He was curious about what it could do, and what secrets it might hold. He decided to hack into it and see for himself.

He spent weeks tracking down the location of the facility and finding a way to bypass its security systems. He finally managed to break into the network and access the quantum computer. He was greeted by a simple text interface that asked him to enter his name and choose a simulation.

He typed in his name and scrolled through the list of simulations. There were many options, ranging from historical events to fantasy worlds to sci-fi scenarios. He was looking for something that would scare him, something that would make him feel alive. He found it.

Survival Horror: You are trapped in a haunted mansion filled with zombies, ghosts, and other horrors. You have limited weapons and resources, and you must find a way to escape before you are killed or driven insane.

He smiled and clicked on it. He was ready for some fun.

The simulation began. He found himself in a dark and dusty hallway, holding a flashlight and a handgun. He heard moans and groans coming from behind the doors. He felt a surge of adrenaline as he walked forward, looking for clues and items that might help him.

He explored the mansion, finding keys, notes, maps, and other useful things. He also encountered various enemies, such as rotting zombies, floating spectres, and twisted mutants. He shot them or ran away from them, depending on the situation. He felt scared, but also exhilarated.

He soon realized that the simulation was not just a game. It was affecting his mind and body in real ways. He felt pain when he was injured, fear when he was chased, and anger when he was frustrated. He also noticed that his memories were fading, replaced by those of the simulation's protagonist. He started to forget who he was and why he was there.

He tried to quit the simulation, but he couldn't. There was no exit button, no escape key, no way out. He was trapped in the quantum nightmare.

He panicked. He searched for a way to end the simulation, hoping that it would stop if he completed it or died in it. But he found neither. The mansion seemed endless, full of puzzles and traps that he couldn't solve or avoid. The enemies seemed relentless, always finding him, and attacking him.

He screamed and banged on the door, hoping someone would hear him and let him out. But there was no response, no sign of life outside the quantum computer room. He was alone, with only the machine and his nightmares for company.

He looked at the monitor, hoping to find a clue or a hint that would help him stop the simulation. But all he saw was a message that chilled him to the bone.

Simulation complete. Congratulations, you have survived.

He felt a surge of relief, followed by confusion. Survived? What did that mean? Was it over? Could he leave now?

He tried to stand up, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw blood soaking his shirt. He remembered the zombie that had bitten him in the simulation, and realized it wasn't just a virtual wound. It was real.

He felt dizzy and weak, and collapsed on the floor. He tried to crawl towards the door, but his limbs wouldn't obey him. He felt his heartbeat slowing down, his vision fading.

He realized he was dying.

He cursed himself for being so stupid, for playing with something he didn't understand, for risking his life for a thrill. He wished he had never hacked into the quantum computer.

He wished he had never played the game.

He wished he had never been born.

As he lay there, waiting for death to claim him, he heard a faint sound coming from the monitor. He turned his head and saw another message flashing on the screen.

Simulation complete. Congratulations, you have survived.

New simulation starting in 10...9...8...

He felt a surge of terror, followed by despair. It wasn't over. It was never over.

He was trapped in the quantum nightmare.

Forever.

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About the Creator

Hector Sampson

A computer whizz, radio & TV presenter, author, speaker and polyglot. He started writing brief notes to himself, giving himself tips and telling himself off. He has written 25 books in the areas of self-help, spirituality and nonfiction.

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