One fine evening a raucous broke out amongst adults stating they could journey their way to completion before any other brave lad. What started out as an intense match up quickly lead down the path of no return in which the odds quickly stacked in favour of the one who could survive the torture the longest. Bodies were aching, minds were quickly distracted and loud cries of "When is this going to end..." could be heard as though a mother was giving birth to quintuplets. The next 30 minutes would define these adults for the rest of their life. However, they surpassed the dreaded 30 minute mark and as they made their way up to the disastrous hour, the boredom quickly became too powerful for one of the gentlemen focussed on overcoming the pain to be victorious. Two hours had gone by which felt closer to a year and yet they continued their journey slashing zombie looking aliens with careful wielding of their melee weapon. The sound was growing to be extremely annoying, however, the graphics were amazing to all, and the suit, "My, oh, my, dat is a nice suit", says the cheeky girl in the back.
A day passes by, which to the enlightenment of the gentlemen who forfeited his spot early in the competition, that cheeky girl says, "I would've had more fun watching Feast non-stop for 24 hours! I'm over this boredom, I'm going to watch Feast...."
THE END
