I woke up that morning screaming and in a cold sweat, I had had a terrible dream. Just then my mother rushed into the room and switched on the lights.

"What's wrong Pipey!!! Who snuck in this time?!" my mother shrieked.

"Mom!" I cried and pulled up my sheets to cover myself. "I just had a bad dream, I'm fine!"

"Are you sure? I mean, after last time...."

"I'm fine!"

"Okay, okay....." my mom sighed and shut the door on her way out. I groaned and slunk back down into my warm blankets. Great, now I'm cold, I thought. this is worse than the nightmare. My nightmare had been horrible, I had dreamed that the local arcade had been bulldozed, it was the worst thing imaginable. I can't imagine a world without video games, and the arcade was the only place in town that sold them. This dream, however, was just the beginning of a chain reaction set off by my active imagination. The next night I had another horrific nightmare, but this time, it was more reality than dream without anyone even realizing.

I woke up the next morning to see that my window was open and blowing a cool fall breeze. I didn't remember opening it last night, but I had guessed that I might have gotten hot during the night and decided to let in some ventilation. Besides, I knew that if I told my mom about this she would flip. I sat down at my computer and started on my wake up game, it was a mind game designed to help wake you up in the mornings, making it easier on your parents. It was as I entered that first level that everything went downhill, my father called up to her.

"Piper, please come down here!"

I sighed but didn't resist, I knew how my father was, I wasn't in trouble, I hadn't done anything worth punishment, so something must be wrong. I quickly headed downstairs and into the living room where my father was sitting in front of a paused news report. I sat down nest to him on the couch and he played the report.

"This is like a classic murder mystery," The reporter explained. "But the spreading murders aren't the only thing going wrong in this small town of Abandonware, a high rate of vandalism has also started rapidly spreading like wild fire! Don't worry, there's no actual wild fire."

"Dad, what's going on?" I asked, a worried expression spread across my face, I saw the same fear in his eyes.

"Follow me."