And 7

[i]You quickly turn around to find that nothing is there... you must have been imagining it...[/i] [i]You face the door to begin walking out and the woman in the wedding dress is standing in front of you. She grabs you by your throat and pierces your neck with her long nails. As you stand there, immobile, scared, bleeding and dying, you watch as her face turns to ash and black decay. She is dead, and she has found her soulmate. You will die with her.[/i] [i]You were ripped apart and consumed by the monster that you encountered.[/i] Your game has come to an end. The Mystery Box demands more sacrifices.

How about 4.20

[i]You wake up as high as can be. You don't remember your name but those ice cream cakes were delicious. They really should put more chocolate chips in them though. It's like the few chips that are in there keep getting stuck in your teeth. Maybe if there were more, you could eat them without needing to floss afterward. Who flosses, anyway?[/i] [i]You thought about leaving the room, but there's this awesome light that keeps flashing on one of the cameras in here and it reminds you of a song. If you had your guitar, maybe you could play it. You don't have your guitar. No, I said you DON'T have your guitar. *sigh* Fine, sing the stupid song.[/i] [i]After singing your ridiculous song about some flying pony or something that has a "shiny, round tail" you basically just sit in that first room for like.... well, forever. Yeah, you totally died in there. You shouldn't have been so high. Place is crazy, bruh. Be prepared next time. For real.[/i] Your game has come to an end. The Mystery Box demands more sacrifices... from coherent, lively individuals. Besides, you ate all the Fritos and I know it was you. Stop blaming it on Marcy. She's only five, bro.

Haha