Chris was sat down on a beanbag. He was on his console, headset on. He'd been playing practially all day, the blinds and curtains were shut, so the room was dark.

He shifted himself on the Beanbag to try and get comfortable, he was a big lad and he often found it hard to get in a comfortable position.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Chris didn't hear it, the volume on his headset was loud, so whoever was at the door rung the doorbell several times, before knocking on the door loudly.

Chris, startled, got up and took off the headset. He plodded over to the door, before answering.
Opening the door, Chris was greeted by Dave, his friend from college.

"Oh, hey Dave.", said Chris. He wasn't really comfortable with company, he liked being to himself.
Dave replied back, "Just thought I'd pop by, looks like you could really use some company...", he said, before farting.
"God...", he said, groaning: "Sorry about that.. mind if I come in?"
Chris pondered for a moment, before deciding to let Dave in.
Chris closed the door behind Dave, as Dave looked around. "Rather dark isn't it..?", said Dave. He looked around at the mess on the floor from what Chris had been eating.
The TV was still on, the game showing a leaderboard.
"I... I...", Chris started to speak, nervously. "I, I quite like being by myself..", he said, sounding rather shy. He sighed.
"Yeah I'm.. sorry about that.", said Dave, honestly not sounding like he cared much.

Dave farted again. "Oh god sake...", he complained, shaking his rear end in frustration.
Chris spoke up, nervously. "A-are you ok?", he said.
Dave spoke up, "I will be... hold on..", he said, as he wandered over to the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
Chris stood still where he was, anxious and unsure what to do.
A louder fart and a moan could be heard from the bathroom, before a blue light started to pierce the gap under the door.

"A-are you ok?", asked Chris, slowly walking over to the door.
Moaning could be heard again, along with a roar, like... some sort of creature.. or thing was in the bathroom with Dave.
"D-Dave?", asked Chris again, fear in his voice as he spoke shakely.

The blue light ceased from the gap in the door, before Dave responded. "I'm fine...", he said. He sounded off though, like there was a croak in his voice. It was strange.
Chris was still nervous and shaken. Then, he heard the sound of something running into the door.

Chris flinched away in fear, as a loud bang was hear on the door before it fell to reveal...
...this.. thing. Dave, or at least... his skin could be seen on the bathroom floor. It was crumpled and this green creature stood in the doorway, the door on the floor.
Chris couldn't speak or move, he was terrified.

The thing inched closer towards Chris, laughing. "Don't you recognise your old friend?", he said. Chris was frozen with fear, the creature came closer before grabbing Chris with it's claw, choking him.
"You've been a good friend Chris, I always knew you'd do anything for me..", it said, laughing.

Chris fell to the floor, he'd stop breathing. He was dead.