This post has not been edited by the GamesBeat staff. Opinions by GamesBeat community writers do not necessarily reflect those of the staff.
Editor's note: I'm not exactly sure how to classify Jack's creative and very funny narrative, but I like it. I hope to see more from him soon. -Brett
Is this in a plane?
I went in a plane last year and there were potato chips and I was sick. And I watched a film with a dog in and a boy that loved the dog and–
The plane is crashing! The plane is crashing!
He’s not going to drown, is he? He isn't, because if he drowned, there wouldn’t be anything to play. But if it was a game about drowning, or if it takes place in heaven, then he might drown.
(You have to swim, sweetie.)
I was going to. I was about to, but I was watching the fire and the end of the plane. Can you see the end of the plane there? There, in the water.
Look! A lighthouse!
The lighthouse is there to stop the boats from crashing into the bits of the plane. If they crashed into the plane, they’d sink too, and someone would have to make another lighthouse to stop other boats from crashing into it.
The plane is sinking! Watch the plane sinking! I’m going inside.
Oh. Why would anyone put a statue in a lighthouse? To scare away boats? It’s not like anybody’s going to go in.
Down the stairs. Round and round and round and round. Bump, bump, bump.
Look! Is that a submarine in the lighthouse? I'm going to pull the lever.
…Is Mr. Ryan selling something?
I don’t like being in small spaces. I went to a railway museum once and I climbed into this little box where the railway men kept their sandwiches and the door got stuck and Dad had to call the railway museum men and they used a crowbar and said some things that you would not say to nuns. And when we got home…
…When we got home…
…Wow.
A whale!
Mr. Ryan was selling something! Look at all of the adverts!
When I dropped my walkie-talkie in the bath because I wanted to hear the bubbles underwater, the walkie-talkie went off and didn’t come on.
All the lights are flashing still! Is it a magic city?
All… good… things… of… this… earth. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the Spiders are coming up!
He’s come, he’s come to see me! Hello! Hell– oh.
I don’t want to play this anymore. I want to play the game with the shovel and the flowers and the Lego Batman on his swinging rope and when you smash them you get sweets which you can feed to the other ones. Idon’twanttoplaythisanymore.