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Hat
"Damn it." Came a disappointed voice, followed by the sound of somber music and plastic hitting hardwood floor. With a groan the man picked his controller back up and inspected it momentarily, trying to determine if the accidental fall had damaged it. Satisfied that the controller was relatively unscathed, he pressed a rounded button with an X painted on it with the thumb of his right-hand, and resumed playing. Moments later, the sound of an ephemeral melody began playing gently behind the noise of foot steps and ragged breathing, as the man's character began to once again trudge up an icy landscape.
Hat had not always been an avid fan of video-games but he had grown to love them, particularly vintage ones from the early '10s, as he believed that to be one of the greatest periods of video-game history. With combined boredom in life and his own individual disability, the fantastical escape in to a world of Dragons and Magic was his ultimate vice. However, unbeknownst to him in his concentration, someone or something had entered his humble abode carrying a gift.
"Hello Hat, I have a gift for you, something that you have been found without." Came a deep, rasping voice behind him, accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling to the floor.
Hat turned his head and torso in unison to see the voice behind him, he would have been startled if he hadn't seen nightmares greater than the one before him. The tall creature's "face" spread into what could only be assumed as a smile, before he stepped back into the shadows, allowing Hat to look with a grim expression at the Gift laying on the floor. The leg was clearly left-footed, and must have been old given the state of rot it was in, but was curiously without a drop of blood. Before Hat could say anything however, the creature stepped from the shadows and lifted him by the throat with a grip so powerful he could feel the bones in his neck shatter, and he soon found his vision fade to nothingness.
"You'll thank me soon." Came the creature's grating voice, and not a moment later, Hat was dead, dropped to the hardwood floors of his living room like a doll.