Charlie is Running FINAL

You just woke up from an afternoon nap. You are sitting down in a soft lounge chair that resides in your living room. [[Look around living room | Living Room]] [[Get up and explore | Explore House]]

You are in a log cabin; cozy, warm looking furnature is scattered around the living room. You notice the staircase that runs upstairs to a closed door; another room, perhaps? The room is big, with a tall ceiling with skylights to bring in natural sunlight. There is a fairly large kitchen with counters, pantrys, and a dishwasher. Next to the kitchen is a dinner table. You can see magazines and newspapers on the table. Against the wall you see a small table holding what looks like family photos. The room is illuminated only by the sunlight shining through the various windows around the room. [[Walk up the staircase |Door]] [[Check out the kitchen | Kitchen]] [[Investigate the dinner table | Dinner Table]] [[Go over to the small table | Small Table]] [[Look out the window | Window]]

You rise from your lounge chair, stumbling from not being quite awake yet. You don't know where to go, really. Just as you get up, your stomach starts to growl. Your eyes lock onto the refrigerator, in the kitchen. [[Check out the kitchen | Kitchen]] [[Resist the urge... | Tempation]]

After walking up the stairs, you start to run out of breath even though you don't see yourself as heavy. There is a small balcony of sorts before going into the room. There is a closed, wooden door with a nice looking handle. [[Open the door | Bedroom]] [[Turn around and go back to the living room | Bedroom Segway]]

The first thing you see is the black, shiny refrigerator. It's one of those fancy ones with the water dispenser. You notice there isn't a single smudge on the outside of the fridge. Around you are cabinets with wooden doors. The metal handles shine in the light that is overhead. [[Open the refrigerator | Fridge]] [[Open the cabinets | Cabinets]] [[Back | Tempation]]

There is a round, shiny, wooden table. There is a napkin despenser at the center, accompanied by salt and pepper shakers. Around the table are newspapers. //"Since when did Franklin bring in the papers?"// [[Look at the newspapers | Newspaper]] [[Don't look at the newspapers | Mega-Segway]]

It's beautiful outside. Trees surround the gravel path out as well as your house. You start thinking to yourself. //"It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming... on days like these... girls like me..."// You stop yourself. You get a sudden urge to get out there; //"Carpe Diem!"// you think. [[Put on your shoes and take a walk | Walk]] [[Go back and explore the house | Mega-Segway]]

**Charlie is Running** Game is made by James King There is some language, so don't be surprised. [[Start]]

(if: $fridge is 0)[You think about the food in the fridge. You imagine the texture, the taste, the smell, the look; everything. It's starting to get to you. [[Cave in and open the refrigerator | Fridge]] [[Resist the temptation and do other things | Segway 1]] ] (if: $fridge is 1)[You know that the fridge is empty... [[Go back to the Kitchen | Kitchen]] [[Go back to the living room | Mega-Segway]] ]

You look around the house to avoid the temptation. From the kitchen, you can see the dinner table, a staircase, a smaller table against a wall as well as the various windows around the room. You turn your head to look around the kitchen, //just in case.// [[Walk up the staircase |Door]] [[Investigate the dinner table | Dinner Table]] [[Look out the window | Window]] [[Go over to the small table | Small Table]] [[Cave in and find something to eat | Kitchen 2]]

**It's Empty** (set: $fridge to 1) [[Look through the cabinets | Cabinets]] [[Close the fridge | Mega-Segway]]

The cabinents seem bare. Only miscellanious things are stored: sugar packets, coffee containers, hot sauce, small tablewear, etc. You are curious why things are empty, //"Why hasn't anyone been to the store? Why did I just now figure out about this?// (if: $cookieEaten is 0)[In terms of what to eat, **you find a chocolate chip cookie wrapped in plastic wrap. You notice the dust around it.** [[Eat the cookie | cookie]] [[Don't eat the cookie | Kitchen]]] (if: $cookieEaten is 1)[[[Back | Mega-Segway]] ] (if: $cookieEaten is 2)[In terms of what to eat, **there still is the half-eaten chocolate chip cookie you never finished. You remember why you started to eat it in the first place** [[Finish the cookie | Cookie Final]] [[Don't eat the rest | Mega-Segway]] ]

There is a sense of relief when walking back down the stairs. You don't understand why. [[Walk back up the stairs | Door pt2]] [[Check out the kitchen | Kitchen]] [[Investigate the dinner table | Dinner Table]] [[Go over to the small table | Small Table]] [[Look out the window | Window]]

The door doesn't budge; its locked. //"Why would the door to my bedroom be locked?"// you think to yourself. [[Check yourself for a key | Pockets]] [[Go back down the stairs | Bedroom Segway]]

You are more out of breath than before. You lack assurance. [[Open the door | Bedroom]] [[Turn around and go back to the living room | Bedroom Segway]]

There is a stack of papers on the table. [[Briefly glance at papers | Paper Summary]] [[Pick up one of the newspapers and start reading the stories | Paper]] [[Don't read the papers | Mega-Segway]]

The elephant in the room is the black, shiny refrigerator. It's one of those fancy ones with the water dispenser. You notice there isn't a single smudge on the outside of the fridge. Around you are cabinets with wooden doors. The metal handles shine in the light that is overhead. A sense of shame overcomes you. [[Open the refrigerator | Fridge]] [[Open the cabinets | Cabinets]] [[Decide you are not going to start eating | Segway 1]]

**The Bald Boy** **Warrensville, NC** **April 15th, 2002** [[//**Boy is found dead at bottom of lake**// | Paper1]] [[//**Teacher caught with cocaine**// | Paper2]] [[//**Justin Timberlake's visit to Asheville**// | Paper3]] [[Don't read the paper | Mega-Segway]]

**The Bald Boy** **Warrensville, NC** **April 15th, 2002** //**Boy found dead at bottom of lake**// //Anna Painter// >On this past thursday, officials have discovered the body of Timothy Parkins at the bottom of Lake Myriad. Fisher and hunter Franklin Massachussets explained, "The fish started dying and I was confused as to what was going on. After a week I had someone come and check it out; resulting in the discovery." Reports say that Timothy's cause of death was strangulation, but there is evidence of a stab wound in his left abdomen. A service will be held on Friday, April 19th, 6pm at the Third Baptist Church. (set: $drowning to 1) //**Teacher caught with cocaine**// //Ronald Mc'Donald// >Many of you fellow readers might remember the old schoolteacher, Mrs. Reacher. She taught at the elementary school for over 50 years and was considered to be one of the most beloved teachers in all of Warrensville. On Friday evening, police were called to the scene of Mrs. Reacher's house after neighbor's heard a ruckuss from inside her home. Once officers arrived on the scene, Mrs Reacher's grandson, Charlie, came sprinting out of the door. He told everyone that his grandmother was getting angry with him after having an argument. Bruses were found on the boy's neck and right leg. Officers went in, only to find Mrs. Reacher on her sofa with a bag of cocaine next to her. She was immediatley sent to the hospital. //**Justin Timberlake's visit to Asheville**// //Jonathen Blackwell// >Pop-sensation Justin Timberlake visited Ashevill last week to spend his spring-break with his parents. He went by downtown, talked to the locals, and even sang at the "LoCoMoTiVe" bar just off of Main Str. I personally got to meet him; great guy. If you're reading this Justin, Ashevill or Warrensville would love to have you! [[Stop reading the paper | Mega-Segway]]

//**Boy found dead at bottom of lake**// //Anna Painter// >On this past thursday, officials have discovered the body of Timothy Parkins at the bottom of Lake Myriad. Fisher and hunter Franklin Massachussets explained, "The fish started dying and I was confused as to what was going on. After a week I had someone come and check it out; resulting in the discovery." Reports say that Timothy's cause of death was strangulation, but there is evidence of a stab wound in his left abdomen. A service will be held on Friday, April 19th, 6pm at the Third Baptist Church. (set: $drowning to 1) [[//**Teacher caught with cocaine in school**// | Paper2]] [[//**Justin Timberlake's visit to Asheville**// | Paper3]] [[Stop reading the paper | Mega-Segway]]

//**Teacher caught with cocaine**// //Ronald Mc'Donald// >Many of you fellow readers might remember the old schoolteacher, Mrs. Reacher. She taught at the elementary school for over 50 years and was considered to be one of the most beloved teachers in all of Warrensville. On Friday evening, police were called to the scene of Mrs. Reacher's house after neighbor's heard a ruckuss from inside her home. Once officers arrived on the scene, Mrs Reacher's grandson, Charlie, came sprinting out of the door. He told everyone that his grandmother was getting angry with him after having an argument. Bruses were found on the boy's neck and right leg. Officers went in, only to find Mrs. Reacher on her sofa with a bag of cocaine next to her. She was immediatley sent to the hospital. [[//**Boy is found dead at bottom of lake**// | Paper1]] [[//**Justin Timberlake's visit to Asheville**// | Paper3]] [[Stop reading the paper | Mega-Segway]]

//**Justin Timberlake's visit to Asheville**// //Jonathen Blackwell// >Pop-sensation Justin Timberlake visited Ashevill last week to spend his spring-break with his parents. He went by downtown, talked to the locals, and even sang at the "LoCoMoTiVe" bar just off of Main Str. I personally got to meet him; great guy. If you're reading this Justin, Ashevill or Warrensville would love to have you! [[//**Boy is found dead at bottom of lake**// | Paper1]] [[//**Teacher caught with cocaine**// | Paper2]] [[Stop reading the paper | Mega-Segway]]

As you are walking out of your gravel driveway, you note that your car is gone. You freeze up for a second only to realize that Franklin needed to go into town today and needed the car. **No worries** You realize how much you loved the outdoors. The fresh air, the birds chirping, the animals; it's all amazing. You remember why you always went hiking with your father, or why you moved out into the North Carolina mountains in the first place. //"One step in front of the other..."// you tell yourself. You haven't been walking in a while which is more than likely the cause of the gained weight. //"Oh well,"// you think //"At least I'm not stuck in the city somewhere."// There is a fork in the gravel road. One path, the [[left one| Left Road]], goes uphill. The [[other| Right]] goes downhill, towards Cindy's cottage. [[Decide to turn back home; its looking like I will have a more enjoyable time back home. | Indoors]]

There is a table in next to one of the walls. The table itself isn't very long. On top of the table you find various picture frames. One has you and Franklin, together, posing with your fancy clothes on. **I looked so happy back then.** Another is a picture of you and your father after hiking Mount Mitchell. //"Those were the days..."// [[Back | Mega-Segway]]

You unwrap the chocolate chip cookie from its plastic wrapping. The wrapping feels hard doesn't come off easy. Not knowing how long the cookie has been in the cabinet, do you still want to eat it? [[Yes | cookies]] [[No | Great]]

Once you bite into the cookie, a wave of satisfaction and relief flow through you. Seconds later, the taste comes through. It's revolting. The taste that once made this chocolate chip cookie unresistable now makes it sickening. You remember how hungry you were... [[Finish the cookie | Cookie Final]] [[Put the half-eaten cookie back in the cabinet | cookie cabinet]]

You feel like you just fought an inner demon and came off successful. **Great** [[Walk up the staircase |Door]] [[Investigate the dinner table | Dinner Table]] [[Look out the window | Window]]

The pockets of your Levi's are empty. //"Why does my bedroom even have a lock on it?// [[Go back down the stairs | Bedroom Segway]]

You finish the cookie. The taste is getting worse. You have never eaten moldy food before, but you think **this** is what it tastes like. **You fight through it** [[Back | Mega-Segway]] (set: $cookieEaten to 1)

You put the half-eaten cookie back in the cabinet. (set: $cookieEaten to 2) [[ Kitchen]] [[ Living Room | Mega-Segway]]

(if: $monsterScare is 0)[The left road goes uphill. You honestly hate going uphil but you have the //determination// to continue your hike. I mean, you do regret getting 50lbs overweight, **right?** The hike upwards makes you more and more tired. After a solid 5 minutes of going up a windy, gravelly road you feel tired; exhausted. There is a large rock conviniently placed on the side of the road for you to sit on. Sit on the rock? [[Yes; I'm tired and need a rest | Rock]] [[No; I'm no baby! No pain, no gain! | Quarry]] ] (if: $monsterScare is 1)[You walk back up the road leading uphill. 10 minutes pass and you get tired again as you pass the rock that you once sat on. The noise that you heard earlier is much furthur away, but you can't pinpoint where it's coming from. [[Continue up the road | Quarry]]] (if: $monsterScare > 1 and < 49 )[You walk back up the road leading uphill. After countless breaks, you pass the rock that you once sat on before. There isn't a noise anymore; you should be safe. [[Continue up the road | Quarry]]] (if: $monsterScare > 49)[You walk back up the road leadin uphill. You don't understand why that man was there or where he went. There is a sense of security, yet you are at unease. [[Continue up the road | Quarry]]]

The road down to Cindy's seems a lot more encouraging than the others. As you walk down the path, you notice Cindy's house up on the left. The closer you get, the more you can make out the details: large, wooden, many windows, etc. Crazy that she has such a big house. You are now infront of Cindy's House. [[Go to the front door | Front Door]] [[Turn Back |Left-Road-Segway]]

The walk back is so much easier than the other walks, that's for sure. As you trek back, a sense of disapointment and unacomplishment goes over you. You couldn't do it. You reach your front door. As you walk inside, you throw off your shoes and sit down on your lounge chair you awoke from this morning. Drifiting to sleep is easy. Once you are asleep, you have a vivid dream. You are at home, everything seems so much brighter than it was when you were awake. You get a phone call from your other friend, Jackson, about some problem. "I swear, Linda, I saw Franklin take the boy from the crime scene; IT WAS ON THE NEWS!" //"Now, I highly doubt that. I've seen this man all the time since the report and I can reassure you, my husband did not take that Charlie kid. He probably brought him to the police station or something, I don't know!"// His voice is getting stractchier, like he is breaking up with her. "Trus... me Linda, he....ook the b...y and... secre...barn." The call ends. You look at the phone just as Franklin comes home. He is almost 6' with a very big bodyframe. He has a large beard and has his special sunglasses on. He walks inside and notices you just getting off of the phone. **"Hi honey, how was your day?** As he walks towards you, the heavy boots make an echo throughout the house. His footsteps are covered in blood. **"Come on hun, give me a kiss..."** You resist, but he keeps on pursuing you. **"C'mon, it's just kiss, what's wrong?"** You awake by the breaking of glass. It's almost too dark, but you can easily make out a manly figure in the window. After standing up, the figure gets through the window and starts sprinting towards you. You can't get a clear image of the man. [[Scream for help | Scream]] [[Defend yourself | Defense]]

You sit your bottom down on the rock to have yourself a rest. Things have been different since you moved up to Warrensville. I mean, you followed your dreams of becoming a writer and started to live out in the mountains. Seriously, how cool is that? Your personality changed as well... **maybe not for the better** You've become friendlier though! Cindy has become a great friend and is almost always there for you, no matter what. Same thing for her; she sees you as a supportive, kind friend that is always looking out for her. You remember a quote you read somewhere in a magazine. "I can tell you from experience, the effect you have on others is the most valuable currency there is..." You get startled out of nowhere. Across the road, in the bushes and underneath the trees, you see a bunch of leaves moving around. Sounds like it could be something sp00ky. [[Investigate | Investigation]] [[Continue up the road | Quarry]]

You get up from your rock and carefully walk across the road. The thing in the underbrush is slowly moving towards you. [[Pick up a rock and throw it towards the thing | Throw]] [[Walk closer to investigate | Underbrush]] [[Leave and go furthur up the road | Quarry]]

At the top of the walk there is a lookout that opens up to a large, open quarry. The complicated, yet interesting, equipment fills the quarry making it a sight to see. There is a chain-link fence with a decently sized hole in it. Past the chain-link fence lies a sharp, dirt cliff down to a smaller shelf. In the heat of the moment, you remember what's hidden at the bottom. **You wish you didn't remember that** [[Go through the hole in the fence | No Return]]

In the heat of the moment, you throw a rock that was by your foot. The rock soars over and sounds like it hits something big. "Ow! What the Hell!" Its a man's voice... Wait, no. He doesn't sound like a man, only much younger; maybe in his early twentys. You don't see the man at first, but he arises from the underbrush to see who was so hostile to him. The young lad is hispanic with a short, black beard. On top of his head resides a baseball cap of the Atlanta Braves© that looks very old. He has on a dirty white t-shit on with a paire of light colored jeans on. He is very confused on what is going on. "Hello? Lady?" [["Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" | Apologize]] [["YOU SCARED ME, OH MY LORD!!!" | Scared]] [[Dont say anything; stand still | Stand Still]]

You walk back towards the fork in the road. [[Left; road towards Cindy's | Right]] [[Right; road leading back home | Indoors]] [[Back; road going uphill | Left Road]] (set: $monsterScare to $monsterScare +1)

You creep up to the bushes, trying to get a perfect angle of what's there. Seconds pass as you slowly make your way over. You get a glimpse of a figure with a white shirt on. It looks like a man. As you keep approaching, you see him gripping something. You speak up and the man stands up. There is a sense of surprise on his face, something real. He's legit. The young lad is hispanic with a short, black beard. On top of his head resides a baseball cap of the Atlanta Braves© that looks very old. He has on a dirty white t-shit on with a paire of light colored jeans on. He is very confused on what is going on. "Oh heyeh! You sp00ked me for a second! What are ya... doing here?" He checks you out for a split second, hiding what was in his hand for a split second. He has this awkard smile on his face. **Weird** [[Ask some questions | Question]] [[Get defensive | Defensive]]

(if: $crape is 0)[You walk up to the front door. There is a little roof above you to protect from rain with windows all around the side of the house. There is a well worn welcome matt in front of the wooden door. The house is fairly new, yet looks aged. [[Knock on the door | Wait]] [[Turn Back |Left-Road-Segway]] ] (if: $crape is 1)[You walk up to the front door. There is a little roof above you to protect from rain with windows all around the side of the house. There is a well worn welcome matt in front of the wooden door. The house is fairly new, yet looks aged. [[Approach the door | Wait]] [[Turn Back |Left-Road-Segway]] (set: $creep to $creep +1)]

(if: $creep is 0)[You knock on the door a couple of times. **There isn't a response** [[Try knocking again | Answer]] [[Look around the house to see if Cindy is home | Walkabout]] [[Go back to the fork in the road | Cindy Segway]] (set: $crape to 1)] (if: $creep > 0 and < 15)[You approach the door again. [[Try knocking a second time | Answer]] [[Go back and look around the house again | Walkabout]] [[Go back to the fork in the road | Cindy Segway]] ] (if: $creep >15)[You knock on the door a couple of times. **There isn't a response** [[Try knocking again | Answer]] [[Go back to the fork in the road | Cindy Segway]] ]

(if: $creep is 0)[After waiting a minute, you knock on the door once again. This time, you can hear footsteps in the house get louder and louder. The door opens and you see Cindy. She is wearing a bathrobe over herself and her hair is wet. "Oh, hi... Linda?" She seems confused. [["Hi Cindy, I was just walking by and felt like dropping in." | Conversation]]] (if: $creep is 1)[You rush back to the door to greet Cindy. By the time you get there, the door has already been opened and Cindy was looking around for you. She is surprised to see you. [["Hi Cindy, I was just walking by and felt like dropping in." | Conversation]]] (if: $creep > 15)[You are almost certain Cindy doesn't want to talk to you, even if you want to apologize. [[Go back to the crossroads | Cindy Segway]] ]

You walk around the parameter of the house. You see many windows, most of them covered up from the curtains on the inside. As you walk around, you find a window that isn't covered up. [[Look in the window | Cindy Window]] [[Go back to the front door | Front Door]] [[Find a way into the house | Break in]] (set: $creep to $creep +1)

Not to far away from the window you were looking through, you see an open winow. As you get closer you start to hear the faint sound of bluegrass music. [[Crawl into window]] [[Go back to the front door | Wait]] (set: $creep to 2)

It looks like no one's home. Her house looks a lot like your's, just a different arangement of furnature and other small things. As you are about to leave, you see Cindy come out of her room with a bathroom towel on. She is heading towards the door. [[Go back to the front door | Answer]] (set: $creep to 1)

You are in Cindy's bedroom. The room is quite small, only a queen size bed, a dresser with a mirror, a small chair in the corner, and two doorways; one to her main living room and another to her bathroom. The bathroom door is closed and you can hear the water running. The second you get inside, the water stops running and Cindy bursts out of her bathroom. She has a towel over herself and has wet hair. "WHAT THE HELL??"" [["Umm... Hi Cindy." | Bedroom 1]] [["Oh my gosh Cindy I'm so sorry!" | Bedroom 2]]

Cindy has a face of disgust. She is absolutely clueless as to why you are in her room. "Seriously, Linda, why the flying fishcakes are you in my bedroom, huh?" She seems like she is entitled to an answer. [["I thought you weren't at home and just wanted to make sure..." | Bedroom 12]] [[No answer | Bedroom 13]]

"Dear god since when is it socially acceptable to just waltz into someone's bedroom..." She thinks for a second. " How the hell did you get in here, anyways? [["Through the window..." | humiliation]]

"Dear god that doesn't mean you are obliged to come in through my bedroom window or anything! Where the hell did you get that idea from anyways?!" You just shrug it off. Cindy is offended. "Linda, Kenn is going to be home in a little bit and I think it would be weird to find his girlfriend in her bedroom, naked, with her neighbor." //"Sure, I guess."// "Listen, I'm not really in the mood right now to talk to you; kinda got scared in the shower. Do you, uh, mind leaving?" You think she's joking. She's actually serious. [["Sure, I'll be on my way" |leave]]

Linda awaits unpatiently. "I'm not moving until you tell me, goddamnit!" [["I thought you weren't at home and just wanted to make sure..." | Bedroom 12]] [[Keep waiting | Bedroom 14]]

You both stand still for a couple of minutes. Cindy crosses her arms and gets less patient. She finally snaps. "Alright, Linda, get out of my fucking house. NOW." Cindy drags you by the arm out of her room and through her living room, throwing you out of her house. She slams the door and locks it, walking back to her room. **//"I really screwed up..." you think to yourself.//** [[Go back up the street | Cindy Segway]] (set: $creep to 15)

You walk back towards the fork in the road. [[Back: road towards Cindy's | Right]] [[Left; road leading back home | Indoors]] [[Right; road going uphill | Left Road]]

You apologize... I mean, you DID throw a rock at this poor man! He acknologizes your apologie. "Well, I better be out on my way, don't want to lose my dog. He's probably deep in some ditch or something!" He laughs a hispanic laugh. **How racist of me** He turns back into the woods and walks the other way. The waves back once he's further away and keeps walking. (set: $monsterScare to 50) [[Continue up the road | Quarry]] [[Go back towards the fork in the road |Left-Road-Segway]] (set: $Ricardio to 1)

"Woah lady, it ain't like you threw a rock at me! I mean, really, who does that?" He shrugs it off and starts to walk towards you. [[Ask some questions | Question]] [[Get defensive | Defensive]]

He expects an answer. [["Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" | Apologize]] [["You were the one that scared ME!" | Scared]] [[Dont say anything; stand still | Run-Away]]

He kinda shrugs it off. "Oh well lady, I guess I am gonna be on my way." He crosses the path you were on and keeps on going through the underbrush. He is a gone in a heartbeat. (set: $monsterScare to 50) [[Continue up the road | Quarry]] [[Go back towards the fork in the road |Left-Road-Segway]]

You look deeply at the opening in the fence. **//"Will I fit through this?//** you ask yourself. **//"What if my clothes get stuck and I have to get new ones?//** Carpe Diem As you squat down to fit through the fence you have doubts about yourself. The squeeze through barely scrapes your face but immediently catches onto your left leg. The pain is sudden, making you flinch. The flinch made you roll down the cliff side onto the shelf. The little patch of dirt keeps you safe and gives you a time to recover. Your leg is bleeding pretty bad. You look around you. There is a safer route to your left, with a gradual path downwards. On the right there is a steeper, more dangerous route. Seems like there is a smaller ledge further down with what looks like a tin box on top of it. [[Take the left, more safer, road | Safety]] [[Take the right, more dangerous, road | Risk]]

The safer path fills you with //determination//. Seriously, this path gives you more confidence than before. As you go down the path the gravel slips underneath you and you lose your footing. You're fine, though, as you were on a much safer route and was less prone to injuries because of it. You stand back up and continue onward. The view is stunning. The quarry itself is huge with huge, massive piles of rocks scattered around. **No one is here, though. You don't remember anyone working here.** You continue your hike down the quarry. Everything is nice. Downhill is much easier than uphill; that's for sure! As you reach the bottom of the ledge you find remember where in the quarry you deposited that one thing. You are overcome with a sense of guilt, but you do not understand why; you have forgotten something. Your eyes lock with a massive rock pile with a neon orange flag over it. You jump down from the ledge you were on and slide down a gravel hill to the bottom of the quarry. (if: $Ricardio is 0)[You start walking towards the flag, when all of a sudden you hear glass break. **You are too far gone to do anything.**] The walk to the flag becomes increasingly more challenging the closer you get. **//"Why am I getting so tired all of a sudden? What's wrong?//** Your pace gets slower and slower, until you finally approach the boulder. [[Look around the boulder. | Boulder ]]

The far more risky route makes you feel adventurous. Your eyes lock onto the metal thing below almost 20ft away. You get on your butt and scoot your way over to the ledge. Once at the corner, you launch yourself off. You tumble more than a couple times almost falling off of the ledge you were aiming for. You stand up, recollect yourself, and then get reminded about your leg and how its torn up. It hurts even more now, but at least you have access to the tin box now. You pick it up and dust it off. It's a children's lunch box with a superman design on the front. Weirdly enough, the "S" on the front is replaced with a "C". **What a coincidence.** [[Open the tin box | Tin Box]]

[["Who are you?"]] [["Why are you here?]] [["Where did you come from?"]]

You extend both arms out infront of you, telling him to stop moving towards you. He stops momentarily and gives an evil smirk. "Look, señorita, I don't want to do this." His right hand slowly moves back towards his back pockets as he points with his left. "OH MY GOD! IS THAT A BEAR!" You turn only to find out that the man wasn't actually pointing to a bear, but was trying to distract you. After realizing what he had done you turn around to see him stabbing you with a screw driver. He turns the tool around, forcing it into your side. You collapse, grasping your wound. He pulls out the screw driver. "Fat bitch." //Your journey has ended; you have died. Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

"I'm Ricardio." **He grins** "I've been looking around for some things, can you help me find them?" He approaches you quickly. Too fast, actually. So fast that he rams into you knocking you to the ground. He is a very thick man that packs a punch. While you are on the ground, Ricardio puts his hands over your mouth. You start to retaliate by screaming and squirming around. "Never get it easy. Never. Not like Andrés." As you are squirming around trying to break free of Ricardio's grasp, he reaches back near his back pockets. Before you know it, you get stabbed in the neck with a screw driver. The pain is quick; you die almost instantly. //Your journey has ended; you have died. Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

"Oh, I'm just looking around for my cat Cypher. Have you seen her?" **He approaches you** "I just need some help, okay? I haven't found him in a..." He is getting closer and closer. Out of no where, he practically pounces on him and stabs you in your stomach with a screwdriver. He twists it in harder, due to your fat. "You are harder to kill than others, you fat whore." //Your journey has ended; you have died. Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

"Oh, just from down the road. Been living there for quite a while." **You know he's lying. You know everyone that lives 5 miles from you. He is not one of those people** In all honesty, I'm too lazy to write up another death. TLDR, you get killed by the guy. Too bad, git gud, restart your campaign by refreshing your page.

On the other end of the boulder in the gravel you see what looks like an odly shapped rock. Upon further inspection makes the rock look like a finger. [[Look at the rock | Body ]]

Removing the gravel around the rock make it look more and more like a finger. After more digging, the rock looks more like a hand now. The thing is so gray it COULDN'T be a real hand, right? You rub off some of the dust. After cleaning it off, you pay attention to the hand itself. The hand has a watch attached to its wrist. **Strange. It's Franklin's.** But you knew that anyways. You remember why you were getting nervous. You remember why Franklin wasn't home. You remember why the car was gone. You remember what he did to you. **You. Remember. Why. You. Killed. Him** //Congrats! You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out!// **Refresh the page to start it all over again.**

There is a small, metal key on the inside alongside a small parchment with a note on it. [[Look at the key | Key]] [[Look at the note | NewNote]]

"Roxxanne" is written on the paper in ink. [[Look at the key | Key2]]

It's a small dirty metal key that looks out of place. There is a key-ring that holds the key alongside some others. There is a small picture attached to the key-ring but you can't make it out as it's too dirty. You whipe the picture with your finger with some spit on it. It's a picture of you and Franklin; the same one that resides in your house. The keys go to your house. You put the keys in your Levi's and put the tin box down. You take note of your surroundings; you are trapped up on a 20ft ledge with no way down. (if: $Ricardio is 0)[You hear a faint sound far off in the distance. You can't pinpoint where it's coming from or what it is. It doesn't phase you] [[Find a way down the cliffside | Cliffside]]

"Roxxanne" is written on the paper in ink. **Sounds familiar** You take note of your surroundings; you are trapped up on a 20ft ledge with no way down. You put the tin lunchbox down and take the keys. (if: $Ricardio is 0)[You hear a faint sound far off in the distance. You can't pinpoint where it's coming from or what it is. It doesn't phase you] [[Find a way down the cliffside | Cliffside]]

There are two paths to take: [[jumping off and sliding down the gravel once you get there (15ft below) | Jump]] or [[getting on your stomach and roll yourself off like a burrito | Burrito]]

You jump off the ledge and fall for maybe 20ft. Once you land on your feet, you feel something snap and your legs give out. You start to tumble and hit your head a couple of times. There is a big rock at the bottom of the ledge that you happen to land ontop of and severely injur your back. You hear a very loud snap, sort of like the sound of your knuckles cracking but 10x louder. You bounce back and roll off again, finally reaching the ground. By that point, you can barely move; you hurt so much. You try to roll, but you can't. You try to stand, but you can't. You try to scream for help... **But nobody came** //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

You curl up into a burrito and roll yourself off of the ledge. The decent was terrifying at first, but the roll itself wasn't too bad. You roll a couple of times, get beat up, and even hit your head once or twice, but it's probably better than some other options. Once you reach the bottom, you have trouble getting back up; you got various injuries as you fell but your leg was still a pain in the ass. You eventually get up and start walking away. You have your keys now; you can check out that room of yours that was locked. [[Find a way back to your house | Exploratory ]]

You look around the quarry and notice an alternative way up. It's getting darker outside, but you think you can be home in time. You trek your way back towards your house. After about a good 30 minutes, with lots of breaks, you finally get back towards the top of the quarry around where you got through the gate. You remember your leg; still bleeding. You are back on the road leading towards your house. The descent is much easier than the ascent. Once you get to the fork in the road, you turn onto the road leading to your house. [[Walk towards your house | Housey]]

"Oh, yeah!" She looks down at her feet. There is an awkward pause. "You wanna come in?" She moves out of the way and motions inside with one arm. You walk into the log cabin. The house seems a lot more roomy than yours; probably better furnature placement. There is a lounge area with books all around it, stacked on the floor. In the other corner of the room lies the dinner table. She doesn't have a kitchen, how weird. "You know, there aren't many people that I'm willing to do this for, you know that right?" says Cindy as she is walking towards the table, turning her head to you. "Interrupting my shower is totally something you would do..." She laughs it off. You sit down at the dinner table. There is a packet of Swedish Fish on the table. [[Ask for some | Swedish Fish]] [[Start up a conversation | Cindy Talk]]

You ask politely for some swedish fish. Cindy looks at you with a weird look. "Sure, I suppose. I don't really eat them; my niece, Roxxanne, asked for some when she visited last week and I haven't gotten rid of them." She hands you the bag. The large bag is half empty but you eat all of what is left. **You feel good about yourself.** "So Linda, how's life been? Haven't seen [[Franklin]] around, is he doing ok?"

"So what have you been up to girl? What type of things have you been doing?" [["I've been learning how to set up my personal computer." | Blame]] [["I've been doing a lot of reading recently to get my mind off of things." | Blame2]] [["I've been doing a lot of walking/hiking; 've been trying to get back into shape." | Blame3]]

**You think for a second.** //"He left for a business trip about a week ago; went up to D.C. to speak with some representatives for a company that he works with. Seemed like a pretty big deal."// **Something feels wrong** "Great! Do you know if he has had a good time? What has he been doing?" //"Oh, y'know, stuff..."// There is an awkward pause. Both you and Cindy are clueless as to what to talk about. "Well, let me get dressed, [[ok]]?"

//"No prob, bob."// She stands up from her seat and walks back to her bedroom. The door closes. [[Get up and explore | Naughty Cindy]] [[Wait patiently for her to return | Patience]]

You rise from your chair. There is a [[bookshelf]] against her wall with what looks like a bunch of books and some picture frames. There is also a [[scrapbook]] on top of her coffee table.

You await patiently. The room gets warmer. After about 5 minutes Cindy returns from her room. You notice her long, curly, brown hair as its actually dry now; unlike before. As she walks out, she goes over to her coffee table and picks up her family photo album. She flips through the pages. "See, look! This is my niece Roxxanne." She points at a picture of a young girl with bright red hair. She looks 6-7 years, definitely not older. "She's awesome; she is really artistic and likes to go exploring." She shows you other photos of her. "Since she's from New York she doesn't get to go to the mountains that often, so she has a fun time exploring the forests and stuff. She even went up to the Quarry one day and we had a good bit of fun there!" She laughs. **You don't** She sees your reaction. "Alright alright alright, let's talk about something else, ok?" She puts down the photo-album and starts to talk about the news. "Hey did you hear about that one kid who got stabbed and was found at the bottom of the lake? (if: $drowning is 0)[//"No, I haven't read the newspapers recently..."// She sighs. "It's a long story. Let's just... uh... do something else, okay?"] (if: $drowning is 1)[//"Oh yeah, I read about that today, its terrible."//. "Well, police officials have tracked down this one dude that they think might have done it. Due to some CSI-level investigation, they figured out the person who murdered the boy was a hispanic male that lived, or lives, somewhere around here. Many are speculating his name is Carlos, but others think he's using a different name..." (if: $Ricardio is 1)[You stare at Cindy very slowly.//[["Cindy, I think I may have met that guy... in the woods today..."// |Racist]]] (if: $Ricardio is 0)["//Hm, weird. Any more information about the man?"// "No, not really. The investigation is still going on and hundreds are banding together to find some stuff out." Cindy gets up and walks towards one of her many windows. "I sure hope we don't stumble across him.." Just as she says that, a red truck comes driving down the road and stops infront of Cindy's house. "Ah, look, honey's home!" //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//]]

The bookshelf looks modern. There are various classics on the shelf; she apparently owns the complete "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" series. **How cool 8!]** There are pictures of beautiful mountain views and various waterfalls. She is with her boyfriend, Kenn, in some of the pictures. //**"How attractive~"**// you think to yourself. The last picture is of her mother, who died a couple of years ago. Dust surrounds the frame. One book stands out to you; a [[journal]]. Cindy's, purhaps?

You flip through the pages. You see group photos of you, Franklin, Cindy, and Kenn all together at Kenn's office party. Franklin dressed up in his fancy police clothes, **which made the man look smashing.** Other pictures are of young cousins, nieces, nephews, aunts and uncles. There are various pictures of a young girl with red hair, usually by herself. There are the occasional pictures with a younger boy her age. They are both wearing seperate clothes each picture. Pictures of parents and pictures of animals. **//"Man, Cindy's life sure is more entertaining than mine...//** As you flip through the pages, Cindy's bedroom door opens and she walks out, all dressed up. "Ah, you are looking through my scrapbook, eh?" she says. As she walts over, you notice a bruise on her left forearm; how weird. She sits down and takes the scrapbook. "It really makes me sad to see my mom alive in these pictures... Makes me remember that she is in a better place now." You start to notice a little bit of tears but she tries to hold them back. "Linda, do you... mind?" [[//"No, not at all.//"]]

It's a very old, leather journal. On the front is a heart sticker that looks dirty and aged. The paper looks to have a subtle brown tint to it. You open up the journal to see months, maybe even years, worth of journal entries. The first one is from July 12th, 1990 and covers the struggles of being a high-school senior. The more you read, the more you discover how much of a bitch Cindy was in High School. At first, many of the journal entries look normal. Some are longer than others but they usually follow the same layout and style. About halfway through the journal is a different story, however. Around 1999, the entries seem to be messier. You skim through the passages and see words like: bones, burry, suspicion, **neighbor**... Before you could read more, Cindy comes out of her bedroom dressed. She see's you holding her journal. She stops dead in her tracks, but lightens up a bit after a second of realization. "So you found my journal, haha." [["Haha, it's funny how much you have changed from highschool, Cindy!" | Humor]] [["What's the deal with the later journal entries; the one's that are written messier? | Interrogation]]

"Aha, yes!" Cindy walks over to you. She is wearing a pair of levis and a regular Harley Davidson® t-shirt. She looks nice, **you are almost jealous of her fit physique.** "Highscool was a weird time for me. Didn't really have that many friends..." She walks over and takes the journal from you and returns it to the bookshelf. She walks over and sits back down at the dinner table and rests her head ontop of her arm. She seems tired. As you walk over to her, she sits back up and flips her hair back. She stares at you, like something is wrong. "Tell me the truth, Linda. Don't lie to me here..." She pauses to emphasize her seriousness. **You tense up inside.** "...tell me where is Franklin." [["He is in Washington, D.C., for work." | Lie1]] [["He has been cheating on me with another woman." | Lie2]] [["He is off on vacation in Peru." | Lie3]] [["Don't know." | Lie4]]

She looks at you. Her smile melts away. "You... read that?" There is a look of shock on her face. It seemed it was like getting caught taking from the cookie jar. "Listen, Linda... I..." She starts to stutter. You get defensive all of a sudden. "I just want to know, is it true? Did you... um..." [["I don't know what you are talking about Cindy. | Denial]] [[**"Yes."** | Agree]]

"Stop. Lying. To. Me." she stands up and gets angry. **"TELL ME THE TRUTH LINDA."** [["Don't know." | Lie14]]

Cindy gives out a sigh. "Linda, if he was seriously cheating on you with another woman, you would know. I mean, really. You're smarter than that." **That was nothing close** "You know more than I do, darlin'. Stop. Lying. To. Me. Okay?"

"BULLCRAP! You don't have the money to go to Peru! And even if he did, why didn't you go aswell? It would make sense if you two went on a relaxing vacation, but ONLY

She stands up and points a finger at you. She is walking towards you. She starts to get angry. "Yes you do Linda, you can't hide it from me, **tell me the truth for once, goddamnit!**" [["He told me he went to D.C., I don't know anything other than that!" | Lie41]] [["Seriously don't know..." | Lie 42]]

"Yes you do, Linda. You know EXACTLY what happenned. I've been following what's been going down; I've been taking notes. Ever since that girl came home with him..." **How the hell does she know.** She notices your reaction. "Yeah, you hated him for that, right? I mean, if my police officer husband came home with a 14 year old girl, I would be angry too." She starts to grin, but then acts sympathetic. "I'm sorry Linda, it's not..." **How the hell does she know.** "Linda, are you okay?" //"He brought home that kid in the papers, **Charlie**..."// //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

She starts to get really offensive; her voice gets louder and louder. "STOP TELLING ME THESE STUPID LIES AND EXPLAIN TO ME WHY YOU KILLED YOUR HUSBAND!" You try to walk towards the door in your embarrassment, but Cindy stands infront of the dooor blocking you out. You act all tough, getting up in her face for a split second. **You want to hurt her so bad. Oh man you want to get drop her bitch ass.** Memories come back. You feel defenseless all of a sudden. You start to sob. You hug Cindy and fall into her arms. //"I'm so sorry, Cindy. I'm so sorry!"// She embraces you for a second but you can barely stand. You slowly make your way down to the floor. //"He raped her and murdered the boy, Cindy. How could I forgive **MY HUSBAND** for doing such a terrible thing? How could I see him differently. He was evil Cindy. I was too scared to go to the police about it; they're all corrupt. Oh god, I had no idea what to do..."// She hugs you tighter. "Shh, shh... Linda..." //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

She grabs you by the shoulders and pins you up against the wall. Her voice gets louder and louder. **"I KNOW WHAT YOU READ, YOU KNOW WHAT I KNOW! YOU CAN'T HIDE IT ANYMORE LINDA!**"" In self defense, you push Cindy back onto the floor. She gets back up and asserts herself towards you. You respond by grabbing her by the shoulders and launching her into the bookshelf. **You are far stronger than she is.** She practically flies into the bookshelf and immediently crawls into the fetal position on the floor. You start to cry. You hear a car engine outside of Cindy's house. You lookoutside to see a large, red truck. It's Kenn's. Cindy looks back up at you, her face all scratched up and bloody. **"YOU MONSTER."** //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

She looks tense. She has a feeling you are playing with her. **You don't realize completely why.** "Look, Linda... if you didn't do it then that is great." She looks at the ground, avoiding eye contact. **You get a bit angry.** "If you... uh... **killed him**, then... uh..." [["Are you saying that I murdered my husband?!" | ANGRY]]

She stands up and stares you into your eyes. She looks like she has been shot. **She. Is. Dead. Inside.** She sprints for the door. Kenn's car isn't there. She starts to sprint up the road. She looks back once or twice. You stand there, doing nothing. You let her run. //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

"No, no, no! Linda! It's not that..." //"Then what, Cindy? What is it then, HUH?"// She stutters for a minute trying to figure things out. She starts to pace around but you stop her. //"Tell me Linda, you can't run away from me!"// She gets defensive. "YOU are the one stopping ME? I know you two have been having problems for a while and I understand why Franklin deserved it in the end but you... **//"You're right, Cindy. He DID deserve it."//** //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

"Wow, you recently got one? Kenn has a bunch at his office but we aren't really at that point in our life to bring one home." She smiles. "Yeah we are trying to be more 'tuned in with nature'." You look around and remind yourself that she doesn't have a television. "Welp, do you mind if I go get dressed?" [["Sure" |ok]]

Her face lights up. "YEEESSS!!! What books have you been reading?" She's practically at the edge of her seat now; she's very interested. [["//Red Rabbit//, by Tom Clancy | Red]] [["//Jurrasic Park//, by Michael Crichton | Jurrasic]] [["//The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy//, by Douglas Adams | hitchhikers]]

Her face lights up. "Great! Getting in shape is always fun and and a journey." She lays her hand on your shoulder. "I hope you can stick with it; having a healthy body feels AMAZING!" She stands up quickly. "I am back off to my bedroom!" she yells. [["Are you capable of waiting?"|ok]]

"Haven't heard of it." She looks around for a second. "You know that I don't fancy Tom Clancy novels, right? I thought you knew that..." "Welp, in case you haven't realized, I have to go get dressed. [[I'll be right back."|ok]]

"Ooooooo! Michael Chrichton is the SHIZ! I heard he has a new book coming out, '//Prey//', or something like that. I'm MEGA-HYPED!!!" In her excitement, she remembers that she has a towel over herself. "Oh my, I better go get changed. [[You will be fine here, right?"|ok]]

"Really? How far have you gotten into the book?" [["About halfway throuh the first book." |Hitchhikers2]]

"Oh my gosh!" She is squirming with excitement. "Do you like it, so far? I mean, like, is it the best book ever!" [["No; I hate the characters and the story" |Disapointment]] [["Yes; I love Douglas's clever writing and the humor!" |MegaCOol]]

She stares at you with disapointment. She stands up and walks back towards her bedroom and closes the door. "//She must be butthurt//'' [[Get up and explore | Naughty Cindy]] [[Wait patiently for her to return | Patience]]

She fanboys about the book. You don't understand why. "Listen, I gotta go get dressed, ok?" [["Have fun"|ok]]

She's surprised. "C'mon, you sure? Kind of seems a little raci-" //"No, he was super shady. He went off into the other direction, though, which makes me feel a bit better now.// Cindy seems a bit confused. "Are you sure it was him? I mean, there seem to be a bunch of new hispanics around recently. I think it's kind of a far stretch to automatically assume that HE happends to be the one dude that the police are looking for." //"He's probably done other things too..."// you say under your breath. "Oh, I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you; I need a hearing aid. Please say again." The sarcasm was through the roof. Jokingly, you say, //"I'm sure we are going to be just fine; no problems at all."// "Sure! Now, the only other thing Warrensville has to figure out is what happened to that boy; the grandson of that teacher that did cocaine." **You tense up.** //"Boy, what a tragedy."// //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

She sniffles for a bit and gives you a hug. She whispers in your ear, "Thank you" and pats you on the bag. "I need some alone time, okay?" She wipes the remaining tears she has on her cheeck. "Talk to you later." //K// She walks you out and closes the door. You're outside now, it's starting to get a tad bit chilly outside, and you hear a truck come down the road... //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

"God, that's even worse; you creep!" She seems angry at first, but brushes it off as something laughable. "At least knock next time, haha!" **You feel embarrassed.** "Listen, I'm not really in the mood right now to talk to you; kinda got scared in the shower. Do you, uh, mind leaving?" You think she's joking. She's actually serious. [["Sure, I'll be on my way" |leave]]

You crawl back out through the window before Cindy closes it. You hear her lock it and cover it up with her blinds. **//"I really screwed up..." you think to yourself.//** [[Go back up the street | Cindy Segway]] (set: $creep to 15)

You approach your house. (if: $Ricardio is 0)[You notice one of your windows is broken. **//"How weird, I was looking out that window today, I find it odd how its broken all of a sudden..."//**] You reach your front door and open it up. **//"Boy, my day sure was exciting! I've been doing a bunch, yet got hurt a bit."//** Your shoes magically fly off, revealing your stinky, sweaty feet. The blood on your leg has dried and feels funny. You look up at your bedroom. It's finally time to figure out what's going on up there. (if: $Ricardio is 0)[You walk over to the staircase and start to walk up. After your first step, you get grabbed from behind and thrown down the stairs. You are pinned to the floor with someone's hand over your mouth. (if: $monsterscare is 0)[There is a hispanic man on top of you. "Hahah, oh hey lady! Bad luck for you!" He puts his hands around your chubby neck and starts to strangle you. As you start to lose consciousness, you can hear him laughing. All he does is laugh. //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//] (if: $monsterscare > 0)[The hispanic man that you once saw in the woods is on top of you. "Haha, lady, so nice of you to come. This your house?" He laughs maniacally. "Bad luck!" He puts his hands around your chubby neck and starts to strangle you. As you start to lose consciousness, you can hear him laughing. All he does is laugh. //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//]] (if: $Ricardio is 1)[You start your ascent. As you climb the stairs, your feet feel heavier. You start to smell things you haven't smelt before; blood, almost. It's a struggle to fit the key into the keyhole as you start to shake. Once you finally open the door, the first thing you see is your king size bed in the middle of the room. There is a nice carpet with fancy furnature around the room. Ontop of the bed looks like a big pile of red goop, but you can't quite pinpoint what it is. [[Investigate | FINALE]]]

You slowly approach the bed. On top is what looks like a small body; probably a child's. As you move up the body, you notice the insides completely ripped out and spread across the bed. There are a couple of flies around the body, with maggots inside. At the top of the body is the face, which is almost unrecognizable with all the blood on it. You can, however, make out a baseball cap that was worn. You remember just about everything. Franklin was the one who did this. Franklin abused his privilege and took the boy home. **You have to leave the room; the sight and smell is too revolting.** You rememebr walking in on him; that psycopath. You have no idea how you had any idea of marrying that sicko. You stand at the top of the balcony, waiting. Waiting for this all to be a dream. You turn around and look back at the bed. You want to call the police, but you remember what YOU did. **YOU ARE ALSO A MURDERER, REMEMBER THAT; YOU ARE NOT INNOCENT**. You walk downstairs and curl up on the couch. Franklin was a murderer, a rapist, and a psycopath. //You, too, made mistakes. You didn't report him like you should have; no one would have believed you, right?// You would have had your boyfriend back. He would have to deal with his decisions in jail. But you had enough of him, eh? ---- **CONGRATULATIONS!!!!** You are one of the coolest people out there for getting this ending. I seriously hope you enjoyed my game; I put a lot of hard work into it. If you have anyquestions as to what the heck I was trying to portray in my game, play though the game all the way (as in, getting all of the endings) and asking me, James, because if you are playing this game, you know me pretty well ;)

You scream for help. //But nobody came.// The man immediently runs up to you and stabs you in the stomach with what felt like a screwdriver. You fall to the floor and the man starts to look around your house. You hear him rummaging through your cabinets and fridge. You can hear him get angrier. You slowly pass out, and fade into the darkness. Everything fades away... //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//

You throw up your fists, but he sprints at you and completely decks you. You fly into the wall and get insane wiplash. You fall to the floor. The man shortly accompanies you, kicking you constantly. You get kicked over, and over, and over again until you start to cough up blood. Eventually, you black out and can't endure the pain any further. It is the end; you are more than likely dead. //You have gotten one of the many endings to "Charlie is Running". Perhaps there are more you can try out! Restart by refreshing your webpage.//