Aura.exe(EDIT)

AURA
      Okay, I just had to tell this to someone, no one appears to listen to me, those douchebags. This story is infiltrating my head like someone injected it in my brain with a syringe. I'm typing at lightning speed right now, but I must find someone who understands me.
-- Here's the deal, it was about 5 months ago, I was in my neighborhood checking out the people selling their junk in the garage sale. I was browsing the stuff when I saw this cool stand selling video games. My eyes gazed upon a weird envelope thing. It had AURA written with a reddish tint of sorts. I felt the round, cold shape of a CD just loose inside the package. I looked for the person running the sale to purchase it. It was a man who looked like the last person you would imagine selling a video game. It was a pale-skinned short man, very thin and a haircut like an old monk. I asked what he wanted for AURA. Suddenly, like a thunder just hit the man, he took the envelope from me and ran off to the inside of his house.
   I was intrigued, perhaps the old man had put the game out on accident or something, So I dropped by my regular video game store and inquired, but the only response that they gave me was that it was a very obscure game made by some man who hung himself in the mental asylum he was in.  I asked if they sold it, but the only response I got was: "No, Nobody sells it". The man shrugged and returned to the back of the store. I left the store with a feeling of discomfort.

   I had the feeling that perhaps the gamed was banned or something due to the nature of  it and who the creator was. I figured I probably wouldn't see it because it's probably illegal to have it, which is also maybe why the man ran back inside with it.. Suddenly, I felt a breeze and a man in a huge jacket ran by me, almost slamming me to the ground.

I realized he dropped something. When I saw what it was, I felt my stomach drop.

..It looked like the package from the garage sale....

 I ran home, thinking about how unlikely it was for someone to have something like that. I figured that perhaps he stole it from the old man. Or maybe someone in my town is distributing copies of this illegal game. Suddenly everything  got very interesting. I had to know why. What is in this game?

I took the CD from its shaggy package, which upon further inspection was just like the one I found at the garage sale. That made me think that perhaps the man in the large jacket stole it. I inserted it into the slot eagerly, but the computer didn't even ask for Autorun.exe. The game just started, like it hard-wired itself to my hard drive. The game had a title screen with a single button, written in the Comic sans font. It said Enter.

 I clicked the button, thinking it would be some Telefang crap of some sorts. But as the stage rendered, I was presented to a town from the times of the Bible, I saw many merchants and even Roman legionaries walking around. As I explored the city a bit, I found a floating image that was surprisingly out of place, a picture of a golden crucifix. That's what it was, a picture, just floating there. when I touched it, it warped me to a location, which showed me a disgusting image.

It was Jesus, on the Cross, his brains spilling out the top of his head, his bones ripping through his skin, his guts piercing through the belly, spilling acid, blood and other fluids. The model was very detailed and, it looked realistic as hell. I was sickened and felt naseous and lightheaded, then one of the Roman guards approached me and said these  words:

IS EST VESTRI FORTUNA

I was mesmerized. Was that some kind of code? After that, an error message appeared, like the ones on windows, saying ERROR: CLOTHES STORE.

Were they mocking me? "Clothes store"? What the heck kind of error is that? The game crashed and I couldn't open it again so I decided to wait until tommorrow to mess with it again.

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As I went through my normal everyday routine I kept pondering about why there would be such a strange error in the game. On a whim I decided to drop by my own favorite clothing store because I needed a new winter jacket. The man who had bumped into me the previous day reminded me quite harshly that my old jacket was barely hanging on by a thread and it was more than due to be retired.

So I and dropped by the clothing store and began to look at clothing when something caught my eye...

I peered out of my aisle to inspect the mannequins.

Every single one of the mannequins...

...........they All looked like the Jesus in the game except they had no wounds.

I backed away slowly....

Then suddenly my heart stopped as I realized.

They were all staring at me....The mannequins...

Every .....single....one....

Nobody else seemed to have noticed.

Why? How can this..? How did nobody see them?! HOW CAN NOBODY NOTICE!!

II turned to run my head kept getting heavier and heavier and before I knew it I was on the ground In the middle of the store. I don't know why. Every sensation just faded away..I vaguely remember seeing the people rush to help me but my vision blacked out. ..From somewhere in my mind  I could hear a voice... I swear I had seen the same man, from the garage sale, who whispered:

"...Level two..."

I woke up minutes later, in my house. How did this happen? Who knew where i lived? Was it the man? I couldn't think about anything else but the game now "Level two..", these words echoed in my head like a horrible sonnet.

I turned on my computer to find that the game was working again and was already loaded on the screen

...Level Two..

The controls were then handed over to me and I began exploring. It was a huge cave with random ornaments, and actually quite easy to navigate, often I would see some words written in the walls in a writing impossible to make out. I reached a small hall which was absolutely empty. The screen flashed many colors for a few seconds and an Amnesia-like zombie appeared, ready to fight me. However, I was weaponless, and my fists were my only means of fighting.

    I ran as fast as my character could, my pinky slamming into the shift key. He was getting closer and closer, and the game music got more intense. He was gaining on me. I dodged around objects knocking things over to try and deter the monster but he plowed right through them. The sight grew blurrier and blurrier as the creature approached...I can't get..away...no..

There was no way to win..no where to hide...my gut sank as I came to this realization. The screen turned a slightly reddish tint as the monster caught me and made a screeching noise. Then..the monster spoke.

H-HOC EEEST CORRPUS MEEUS...VIVI CRISSSSTUUUSSS

It was a horrible scratchy raspy voice..fitting of the undead monstrosity..

The game proceeded to give me a close up of my character being eaten in a crude and disgusting manner by the zombie with gratuitous gore with strange discordant music in the background. . similar to giygas or misfortune.gb. It was however badly rendered for some reason. A chill ran down my spine..The game then displayed the following text.

IST EST VESTRI FORTUNA

but with an interesting addon:

MURDER THE UNHOLY OR BURN IN HELL

I was extremely confused..but before I could do anything the game screeched then crashed again..I sighed. Perhaps an asylum isn't the best place to be a game designer.

A few hours Later my friend came knocking at my door. He told me that He had picked me up from the hospital ER, he told me that I had had some sort of episode at the store and then blacked out. He said the doctors told him it was some sort of panic attack and that I should be fine but they prescribed me some medication to help keep me level. He also explained that he had left me to go and pick up my prescription.

I asked him why they picked him out of anybody in my phone and he said the lady at the store said it was the first name at the top of my phones contacts list.I picked up my phone and double checked.." Andrew"

Andrew said he'd stick around to make sure I'm alright, so he stayed over at my apartment and we pretty much played video games and drank for the rest of the evening.

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The next day I woke up with a terrible headache, "fuck"  I thought as I walked over to the kitchen to fetch the water from the fridge. I had knew I had a terrible hangover and the sooner I got to water the more relief I'd have.

As I opened the fridge door I looked over to see where my friend was and sure enough he was sleeping in an unorthodox position on the couch with his arm and legs hanging of in strange directions. Then I hear a low thud as he rolls of the couch as well as a groan of displeasure. I chuckle but then something catches my eye and I turn back to the fridge.

For a split second it looked as if the gallon of water was filled with red liquid.

I gasped and jumped back spilling the jug on the floor.

My friend leaped up to see what happened.

"What's tha matter?!" He asked as he rubbed his eyes.

I just stood there and watched as the red liquid ebbed into a mess on my floor.

"I-It's..r-red" I stutter out.

Andrew eyes the floor then looks at me.

" It's just water and YOU'RE cleaning it up.." He looks at me unamused and turns to go to the restroom.

Curiously I touch the floor to see if my eyes are decieving me.I bring my finger to my mouth to taste the liquid.

...It's wine...

" ..A-andrew It's wine! WINE!" I say to him suprisedly.

Perhaps it was the way I said it..or perhaps the look in my eye..but..he took me to see the hospital again. I'm not sure. The water was red? The water was wine..Why? Why couldn't he see it too? I pondered as the nurses and doctors did various tests on me.

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Everything checked out fine. There wasn't anything wrong with me physically.They ran every test to make sure it wasn't some sort of hormonal thing that was causing my "episodes", or perhaps it was stress..Their results were nevertheless inconclusive. So I was allowed to leave, though I was exhausted from all of the bullcrap they put me through, so my friend drove me home.

..During the drive home I dozed off because I was quite sleepy...My dreams were ..unsettling to say the least. I dreamt that all of my closest friends, including Andrew, had been found dead in their houses..they were all crucified and disfigured.

    I saw images of the police reports in my head, their corpses strung up like the depiction of the crucifiction in the game. Their eyes looked vacantly upwards..their bodies battered and worn....I wanted to look away but I couldn't. It was a dream, how do you escape your own head? Suddenly I feel their eyes boring into me.All of them..every single one of them was looking at me..staring into me with their vacant look of death. I was frozen.

I wake up gasping and looking around nervously, quite disturbed by my dream.

"Hey you alright?" Andrew asked tentatively.

" Yeah, just had a wierd dream. nothing to worry about" I adjust myself and he nods understandingly.

" With all those doctors poking at you I'm not surprised." He chuckles, but there's an empty tone about it.

I try to recollect my thoughts about the dream I had..Wait a second..

12?

There were twelve photographs in the report. ..12 of my friends were crucified..

Like the apostles?

  As my mind drifts off into the meaning of my dream my friend pulls up to the apartment complex.He tells me he was gonna go have lunch with his girlfriend and that he would drop by later.

My thoughts were already racing and I just knew I had to keep playing, I had to find Level 3.

I turned my computer on and the game loaded up automatically again and level three just popped up It appeared as if Level 3 was  the last level in the game, and it was a church. What a surprise .. I thought to myself unamusedly.

I walked up to the altar and a huge light rendered on top of it and a figure clad in white robes appeared.

It showed the same phrase from  before:

IST EST VESTRI FORTUNA

And added :

LATIN TRAN IS LATE

Latin Tran is late? Who is Latin Tran? And why is he late? Why do I care that Latin Tran's late?

Latin Tran's late?

LATIN TRANSLATE?

Feeling like a dumbass, I quickly opened up the internet and pulled up the first translator I could find, and popped in the phrase that had reoccured so many times.

The output is as follows:

THIS IS YOUR FATE

As I read those words I felt slightly light headed, but I felt compelled to also try to find out the meaning of Aura...

HEAVEN

This is weird. Suddenly I looked at the screen, and a name appeared

WELCOME TO HEAVEN

THEODORUS CHRISTI

FOR YOUR HOLY ACTIONS ON ELIMINATING THE UNHOLY.

As the screen finished scrolling, a message appeared:

THE FLESH OF THE EVIL SHALL BURN LIKE WAX.

THOU SHALT KNOW SUFFERING

AS THE WICKED SHALL KNOW HELL..

My breathing started accelerating and the window closed. I searched who this Theodorus Christi was:

" Theodorus Christi is a priest, famous for his mental  game, AURA, which only had a few copies made. This game is very obscure due to its nature and the state of the creator. Though somehow a version was somehow leaked on the web by a file hosting site and distributed illegaly. The website's server was shortly after shut down for distributing illegal content and the game was banned in many countries due to its's highly disturbing and controversial material and was generally kept out of the eye of the public, similar to other violent games such as Postal 2 and Thrill Kill. Theodorus,  shortly after making the game  murdered 12 of  his friends, and when the police caught him he was quickly put into an institution because he was clearly suffering from intense hallucinations and muttering latin phrases over and over again. Theodorus was hospitalized in a mental asylum, in which he later committed suicide by hanging himself. Supposedly if  the game is completed, right when playing gibberish is displayed as well as Latin text."

Then a picture appeared from the game window.

It was HIM!

THE MAN..

..FROM THE SALE

THE PRIEST

...My heart stopped cold.

IST EST VESTRI FORTUNA.. . .

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---Andrew

I came back to check on my friend after going out for a quick lunch with my GF.

As I walked back into his place I called his name and set my keys down. I didn't hear anything..not asound. I figured maybe he had his headphones on and was in his room. I openned the door to his room and he was passed out in his chair his eyelids fluttering. I knew something was wrong.

There was a text flashing  on the screen with a disturbing image of a rotting chirst and a man in the background.

CONSPECTU VISUM INFERNI VISORUM REGRE

PASSIO REALIS EST NON SCITUM