I keep seeing this woman's face. It doesn't make any sense because it was just some dumb ad I saw as a kid, but I can't sleep because of it. I feel like she's waiting in the forest outside my house. Don't laugh, but I swear this woman's face was in an ad for a video game in the 90s. I posted about this on other boards without mentioning that part (because I wanted information on the game and I didn't want them to think I was crazy). I can't find anything on the game online anymore and I feel like I am actually going crazy.
It started at a friends house in the 90s. My friend and I used to try and freak each other out a lot. Once, we spent an entire weekend creating this mythology about how this Ernie doll from Sesame Street was trying to kill us. Anyway, we used to scare each other with the ad I was talking about. Mostly just by not shutting up about it before we went to bed. It was a woman’s face, she kind of looked like a japanese ghost, but her hair wasn’t covering her face and she was blonde. She was dirty, with clothes ripped a bit, but that wasn’t what freaked me out. I can’t really describe it except that the light just seemed weird. She didn’t even look super realistic, but that was kind of the creepy part. I thought the name of the game was Millvale, but I can’t find anything about it on google. My friend said that she a real person in Japan and that she committed suicide during the making of the game, but there's a 99% chance that he was just making up some dumb urban legend.
I haven’t thought about it in 20 years, but now I keep having these nightmares about her. The dreams are all pretty similar. I’m lying on a concrete floor, closing my eyes pretending to be asleep, and there’s two men laughing at me, saying “He thinks we believe he’s asleep”. Then it gets dark. I get up and feel my way around and there are all these large metal poles I keep bumping into. Then there’s a sharp sound like a loud furnace kicking on and she’s staring at me, blank faced. When I dream, she’s definitely a real person, but she’s still, fake looking. I don’t know how to describe it other than it looks like a 3D model was turned into a real person. I am afraid, obviously, but then there’s this thing I can’t really describe, it’s almost like an extreme shyness. I just desperately do not want to be seen, and she’s looking right at me. Then there’s this plastic burning smell and I feel this pain like I’m chewing on tinfoil and I wake up.
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