You invite your family to examine your masterpiece. Your grandfather, who has never played a video game before, is shocked at how difficult your game is. He cannot even figure out how to get past the first level. He becomes so frustrated that he smashes his head into the TV, losing his life on the spot. During his funeral, you watch with your soul writhing in pain as your dear Xbox is placed in front of your grandfather's coffin and torn into pieces by the bloody blades of the chainsaw. Your parents tie your arms and legs with iron chains and abandon you in the middle of the forest where you lie hopelessly until hungry wolves come to end your misery.