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A friend of mine was eager for a Sonic Racing game. He would come round my house and moan and complain about how SEGA should "Cut the crap and make a racing game already!" I just agreed with him. I tried to make him forget the idea of a Sonic racing game-- I did not wish to speak of the dreaded Sonic R.

Alas, one day he remembered how to use him computer and stumbled across a website that talked about "Sonic R." He was delighted. His face covered in sweet glee and excitement he wanted nothing more than to have this game – not even the "Shadow the Hedgehog game" could drive his lustful fantasies away. He purchased the game on E-bay for nothing more than a single dollar-- the user he bought it off had no user name and had no comment. I investigated further and checked the users profile, to my dreaded horror I glanced at the silent horror that uploaded onto the page:

Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails 

Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll 

Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails 

Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll 

Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll Tails Doll

Forever.

I couldn’t keep this horror to myself. Fearing for my friend’s life, I rushed over to his house in a hopeless attempt to halt the expected. I came to his street, Thorn bury Close. I glanced at the sign post on his door. It used to say "24 Thorn Bury Close." A cold tickle crawled down my back-- the sign no longer remained. All that was left was a wall covered in yellow graffiti, "Tails Doll" over and over. 

His door was open, the hinges broken, covered in soft toy stuffing. The walls of the inside of his home were covered in Tails doll graffiti. The downstairs was empty. It looked like a messed up doll house. All the TV’s were on, the screens were blood stained and covered in cracks. I was frightened, I wanted to leave but I needed to know what happened. My ears bled as I heard the congratulations screen from his bedroom up stairs. 

I ran up the stairs and into his bedroom. It was empty except for the SEGA Saturn and the TV. The character selection screen came up, all of the characters had been unlocked and the game was 100% complete. It was hard to take in-- my eyes began to water for some reason. I glanced at the screen again and saw the Tails Doll character fade away. I took few steps back and hit something behind me.

I slowly turned around and fainted at the horror that I saw. His entire family were nothing more than dolls, in my friend’s hand was the evil Tails Doll, stained with blood, staring at me with its lifeless eyes. I fell to the floor and blacked out, waking up in my room.  

My mother stood at the side of the bed, I told her the story which she refused to believe me. She replied to me, telling me that my friend never existed. She assured me that no-one lived at 24 Thorn Bury Close. 

I knocked my head back trying to take this in. The whole situation was an enigma. I brushed my hair with my hand and opened my eyes again, only to find "Tails Doll Forever" imprinted on my ceiling… 

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