Pacwoman

My name is Penny Packerd. Just a average girl living in a backwater town. My family owns and operates the local bar which is where I spend most of my nights. It wasn't what I would call fullfilling work. It was the same costumers every night and most of them weren't what you would call pleasant individuals. After a night of dealing with the locals, it was time to shutdown for the night. My parents had already left so I had to clean up the place before locking up. Before getting to that however, I was due for some fun.

The best part of the bar was of course our vintage Pacwoman Arcade Machine. An limited run spinoff of Pacman, the goal of the game was very simple. You where in a maze with 4 ghost and the goal of the game was to survive as many rounds as possible before the ghost get you. If the ghost caught you, it was a one hit kill but if you managed to get a powerpellet, you could fend them off. I had spent countless nights playing this game and I had to admit, I had gotten pretty good. However, I was only 2nd place. Tonight, that was going to change.

After an hour or so of playing, I was close to surviving enough rounds to beat the high score. The ghost where closing in on me but I had planned ahead and got my hands on a power pellet with only a few seconds to spare. The clock timed out! I had done! I had the high score. Now all that was left to do was enter my name. P P S.

Suddenly, my body felt tingly.....and my vision started to get hazy.....almost like it was flickering back and forth. WHen it stopped, I wasn't standing in the bar any more. I standing in a what appeared to be a hallway with glowing blue walls and black floor. In front of me where two tunells and to my left and right where two more. Where was I? I then looked down at myself. My tank top and jeans had been replaced with a skintight yellow leotard that left my arms and legs bare. I was also wearing pink boots and gloves. What on earth had happened.

I suddenly heard what sounded like tapping on a glass wall. I looked up and saw a large woman looking down at me. "Hey there babe. Looking good." I looked around, to see if she was talking to someone else but there was no one else. "Uh....me." "Yup. You. How's it feel to be the new Pacwoman?" "What? I'm not Pacwoman." She laughed. "Well you are now. Whoever gets the high score becomes Pacwoman. You beat my score so now it's your turn." What the hell!!! "I don't wanna be Pacwoman! Get me out of here, now!" She shook her head. "No way toots. I've been stuck in that game for years now. Now that I'm out, I intend to live it. Ta ta sweet heart. And good luck, you are going to need it."

She then walked away. This was not happening, this was not happening. I then head footsteps to my left and saw a figure in a blue cloak walk past. It must have been one of the ghosts. Something tells me I don't wanna get caught by that thing. I had to get out of here. I could go up left, up right or to the right. Or I could follow the ghost I saw and see where he goes. Maybe he'd lead me to a way out of here.