My name is unwise to post, and so I shall tell you that you may call me John Doe. I have recently obtained a copy of Sonic R and have decided to try out the Tails Doll thing to see if it was true, and sadly it was. The first time I played as him, my computer started doing odd things; files I had deleted began popping up, and odd music began pumping through the speakers, which I believe may have been "Sheep May Safely Graze," except the only sound making the music was the word sunshine.
I cut the power to the computer, and everything froze for a moment, before a red picture appeared on the screen. I don't know what it was. Needless to say, I was scared, so I went and collected my .45 1911-A1 handgun. I kept it with me all that day, and tucked it under my pillow at night when I went to bed. Before that, though, i had taken a glass of water and made the mistake of leaving for a moment to tend to closing the door. When I returned, I noticed the water looked a little cloudy, but it wasn't enough to where I could be sure. Still, i drank it, and I believe it was some type of sleeping drug.
While I was sleeping, I could feel a numbness in my arm, something that kept recurring through my dreams. For some reason i was forced awake and nearly s*** myself when I looked upon the Tails Doll, holding a bloody knife. For a second, we stared at one another, his mangy orange fur emitting the noxious smell of matted blood and decay, his eyes shining glassily. He raised his blade and I moved my arm forward to parry, realizing it was covered in cuts at the same time. I caught him in the hand, and was able to pull the handgun out from under my pillow. I tried pistol whipping him so that I wouldn't fire a round and have it accidentally pass through a wall and kill one of my family, but was unable to. He moved in and stabbed my thigh, but while he was pulling the knife out, I caught him in the throat and squeezed , dislodging the knife. I ran outside, ignoring the pain as best I could, and raised the gun to his head, firing twice into it, then throwing him on the ground and firing three more times into his body. Two hit his torso, but one blew off an arm. The thing BLED. I could tell that inside was only cotton, but it somehow bled... It picked up its arm and started dragging itself away. At this point I couldn't take it anymore and I blacked out. After that, I'm told my sister found me, and took me to the hospital. Of course, I told them it was only a home invasion. I don't want to end up in the loony bin.
I'm sure I haven't killed it, so I am sorry to anyone else who encounters it. I hope you can forgive me.
However, if there is a way to kill it, please tell me, so I can better protect myself. It's been a month now, but I'm still worried...