and it's flickering in a chair. - "Emily Wants to Play." I don't like that! That's so scary! - I [bleep] hate dolls.
I literally hate them so much. (Light switch clicks)
No.
Shit's already happening on
the screen. I'm not doing this. (Light switch clicks)
- Oh, okay. She's gone.
Emily is gone. Bye, Emily. - That's how you know it's scary, when it starts off with a little girl and then it's completely random. Oh.
No, they're gone. - (Finebros) This game
is a little challenging, so we'll give you three attempts
to see how far you can get. - Oh my god, I'm not even joking.
I'm so scared right now! - Ugh, I already have goosebumps,
and I'm shaking already. Okay, let's just get this over with.
- (Quietly) Oh my god,
I really don't want to. (Door creaks)
I really don't want to, okay. (Rain falling)
- (pizza man) Hello? Your pizza's here.
- Oh, it's the pizza boy, of course. (Door creaks, thunder crashes)
- I'm the pizza guy? Oh my god, what was that?
Ew, I don't like that.
(Door creaks) - Okay, why would you
go in someone's house? (Startled) Oh! - Okay.
(Thunder crashes loudly) I don't want to look at the screen. - So that's to...
(Light switch clicking) Oh, heck no, let's keep those on. - Oh, okay. Right-click.
No, no, no, no.
Let's not turn off the light. Ehhh... Let's see if you can
open the door and leave. Nope? Okay.
- Can I leave? Can I go
out the front door? Yeah, let's try that. Oh. No. - I see the clown.
Think I'm gonna not walk towards it maybe. (Door creaks open) Nope, screw that. Nope, nope. Oh, what's-- What the heck? Um, okay.
(Girl giggles)
Ohhh, snap. - Oh my god. (Door creaks loudly)
- (quivers) This isn't okay. This is
American Horror Story.
(Door creaks loudly)
- Okay, yeah. Always a good idea
to go in the opening doors. (Door creaks)
Always go on the opening doors. Here's a clown.
Okay.
(Door creaks) What? Why are all these doors opening? Why is there no light?
(In game: deep, devious chuckling) What? Oh, okay. Mr. Clown moved. (Door creaks) - Oh, kitchen.
(Something clicks, deep laughter) (door creaks, shuts)
Nope. Close the door. "Let's play at midnight." No,
I don't want to play at midnight. - "Let's play at midnight." Okay.
No, thank you. I'm good. - No, I can't. Oh my god.
It's already [bleep] there.
I literally hate everyone and everything that ever lived on the [bleep] Earth. - Oh. Okay, great. There's tons of knives.
(Scampering noise, cackling laugh) Ohhh, crap, that scared me. - Hey, that's the Domino's
Pizza delivery thing. "Thanks for ordering." You're welcome. But I'm here.
Doesn't say I'm here yet. - No, I don't like that flickering room. Even though I know I'm probably gonna have to go in there eventually. I feel like this was not,
like, the light sw-- No.
What's that there?
(Clock chiming) - Aah, no, no, no, no! (Clock chiming)
What just happened? - No, no, no, no,
it's midnight. (Whimpers) That means it's time to play. - Do they all-- they come to life. - Ohh, that's why it says
the game starts at mid-- oh.
(Door creaks, shuts) I mean, it's just a very good tactic.
(Girl giggles) Oh crap, I hear noises al-- (abrupt roar)
OH snap! Ugggggh! (Clock tolling)
- (gasps) I'm a big baby. I don't like this.
(Door squeaks) Okay, I'm back in the living room. I feel safer in the living room.
No, Emily, leave me alone. - I'm not-- oh my god.
(Emily giggles) That was a child laughing.
See, I feel like-- I watched
actually-- um, what is it called? (Abrupt roaring)
AAH! (Whimpers, catches breath) (Emily giggles)
- No! No, no, no, she's screaming. Run away. (Abrupt roaring)
- Aah, no! My god, shh... She just came out of nowhere
and just scared the shit out of me.
(Emily giggles)
- No. (Growls) I hate it so much. (Abrupt roar)
(shrieks) (eerie music) - Is Emily gonna kill me? (Emily giggles)
(gasps) Jesus. (Nervously) She's playing with me.
Oh, there's a light switch.
Okay. I'm gonna turn it back on. (Door creaks) No, I didn't mean to open the door. I meant to turn on the light switch.
(Light switch clicks)
(gasping) Oh my god. Oh, oh. Oh my god! Oh my god, is she gonna jump at me? Hi. Can I talk to you? Why is she just covering
her eyes? I don't like that.
(Gasps) Oh my god. I'm scared. (Emily roars)
Aah! Jesus. I don't like that! - (Finebros) We're gonna
have you try again, and the game's gonna actually
start you off already at midnight.
This time, check out
the kitchen for a clue. - Okay. - Got it. (Shivers) I'm shaking right now.
It's not even funny.
(Clock chiming)
- It's midnight. It's time to play. - Okay, back to midnight. (Grumbles) (clock tolling)
- That's really loud.
But I'm not gonna--
(Emily giggles) Don't look at her. (Emily roars)
- (shrieks, gasps) (clock tolling) (door creaks)
- Please don't be in here. Please don't be in here.
Please don't be in here. Okay.
"Don't look at her." What do
you mean, don't look at her? - "Don't look at her." Okay. That's simple enough. - Wait, but it's a winky-face emoji.
I don't like that. That's like some [bleep]boy shit.
- So just don't look at it? (Emily giggles)
(gasps) Oh my god. If I just look at the wall, will I live? (Anxiously) Oh my god, I don't like this. (Emily roars)
Aah! Jeez, I didn't even look! I didn't even look! (Door creaks, thump) - (nervously) No! Whoever it is, stop opening the door. (Emily giggles)
No! No, she's crying.
No, she's crying. (Spouting "run-run-run") (squeaky whimper) Oh, she just ran-- okay. (Emily roars)
(mumbles disapprovingly) (Emily giggles, light switch clicks)
- (gasps) The lights turned off.
Oh my god, oh my god. (Loud roaring)
(shrieks) "Don't look at her." I looked at her.
- Look at the ceiling, I guess. (Clock tolling louder, door creaks) What was that? What was that? (Emily giggles) Did I win yet? (Emily roars)
(frightened squeal) (snickers) (defensively) I didn't look at her! (Footsteps) (door creaks, Emily giggles) - Screw that. Nope. (Eerie music builds) (silence) (sucks air through teeth) Oh my-- I have nowhere
to go now, 'cause...
"Don't look at her." I'm looking right at her. (Frightened) Ooh! (Chuckles) Yeah, you do that. You do you, and I'm gonna do me. And she's dabbing! I made her dab! Oh-ho! I don't even mind even
if she kills me.
I feel honored. Where'd she go? Wait a minute. Whoa, snap. No.
No, that wasn't the plan. (Emily roars abruptly)
Oh snap!! (Groans) - (Finebros) We'll give you one last hint. The whiteboard may not
be telling you the truth. - So look at her.
That's... I-- okay. You have to do the opposite
of what the board tells you. - So now I'm gonna look for her.
I'm gonna look at her.
I'm gonna stare into her weird soul. - It's just a game. It's just a game. It's just a game.
It's just a game at midnight.
- Oh my god, I don't like this! Oh my god, the light's off this time! Can I turn on this light? (Light switch clicking)
Nope. (Gasping) Oh fudge. Fudge and crackers. (Door creaks)
(creature scampers) - Oh, heck no! (Door shuts) (eerie music builds) You guys saw that too? (Emily giggles) (silence) Oh snap! I was trying to find her,
and I couldn't find her.
(Clock tolling)
- Where is she? (Wearily) Please, I'm trying. (Emily roars) Okay, I tried. - (Finebros) Did you?
- I gave it my effort. I'm done.
I'm so done. I'm done. - Are you over here? Is this you? (Emily giggles)
(gasps) Oh my god. Emily...
(Playfully) Hi, Emily. (Whimpers slightly) Hi. (Chuckling nervously) I don't like her. - I l--
(Emily giggles) She's dabbing.
Oh my god! - Let's look around. Let's be careful. Oh! I see her. Hi! - (Frantically) I don't know.
Nothing's happening.
(Emily giggles) Oh! I heard a gig-- Oh! She's right there! (Threateningly) Yeah, that's right. You think you can play games, little girl? (Light switch clicks)
- Oh my god, no, no, no. No, no. (Nervously) Fudge, fudge.
Fudge, fudge, fudge, fudge.
She turned off the lights! (Light switch clicks)
(whimpers) - I don't want to take
the headphones off. I'm so scared. (Silence) (light switch clicks, door creaks) Oh! She disappeared,
and then the door creaked. (Whispering) Oh my god.
- (Whispering) I'm scared.
I'm secretly scared right now. Oh! Where'd you go? Where'd you go? - I'm scared. Aah! Aah! How do you disappear like that? Wait. Is there a certain number
of times that I have to do that in order to beat this game? (Emily giggles)
- (gasps) Emily, where are you? (Footsteps) Oh my god, I don't like this one bit.
I feel like the kitchen isn't-- (gasps) I see-- AAH! Jesus! Damn it! - Yeah, that's right.
Now you'll never get me. 360S all day. How long is this?!
How long do I have to last? - So...
(Door creaks) Oh, let's not go into that.
(Emily giggles) Okay, let's see. Where you at? Where you at, fool? Where you at? WHERE YOU AT? (Emily roars)
Aahh, where you at! (Emily giggles)
- (gasps) No, no, no, no, no.
Where is she? Oh my god. (Inhales deeply) Little devil child. I watched Chucky when I was
three, and I wasn't scared. But this, uh-uh.
I'm so--
(light switch clicks) No, I want to leave. I want to leave. I'm done. I'm done.
I don't want to play the game.
(Nervously) I don't want
to play the game anymore. I really don't. I really don't. - She moves so fast though.
If you look away--
(Emily giggles) Ohh, that's right. That's right. I caught you. Oh.
Dab on 'em! That's right. You're now
under my dab control. (Ratcheting) (clock chiming)
Did I beat it? - I'm just waiting for her to laugh. But all the lights are out, so I think they're trying
to do this to me.
Uh-uh, I don't want to play.
(Clock chiming) Wait, was that another hour? Or does that mean that she just killed me? Uh-uh, she's gonna come at me. - It's 1. Does that mean I beat it?
Can I just leave? Is this like a Five Nights at Freddy's? Do I have to just-- Oh, look at the signboard.
(Emily giggles, light switch clicks) "Don't stay--" (jittery gasping) Okay. What if I just-- (vocalizing can-can) Wait, do I have to look at her
AND not stay still? Oh wait.
No, I have to stay still. Wait. What if it tricks me?
No, I don't know what to do! (Clock tolling, Emily giggles) - (shrieks) No. I rage quit.
Oh my god. Do I put it back on? I'm sweating. I really don't want to play. (Emily roars)
Aah! Even without sound, I'm like...
Oh my god. (Deep, sinister laughter) - Someone's giggling. Or--
- (clown) Uh-uh-uh. - It's the clown.
(Emily giggles) I have to look at the girl, and I have to stay still with the clown. How do I do that? I'm scared. What if-- (Emily roars) That's impossible! (Clock chiming)
Okay. Hear the clown, stay still.
Hear the giggle, look for the girl. Okay. I'm prepared. Oh, what's that?
(Deep, sinister laughter) He's-- he's just--
- (clown) Uh-uh-uh.
- He's just jiggling a little bit.
See, this guy looks stupid. Is it-- is it done now? Does
that mean he's gone? Okay. (Emily giggles) (gasps) Oh. (Footsteps) (stammers) What? Who would buy this?
Why is this in the house? We're done.
We're through. (Deep, sinister laughter) Oh. Played me right there.
It was real quick that time. - (Clown) Uh-uh-uh.
- Does that mean Emily's
gonna come out really-- (loud sudden laughter)
OHH! WHAT? I didn't move! I didn't move. It was fun to figure out. But then once you
figure out, it's just stupid. - I don't want to play with Emily.
Emily's that girl I block
on Twitter, mute. - I don't get what's fun
about games like this. I would rather go on Nick Jr.
And play Dora the Explorer, like help her dog. - This game is challenging, big time.
And it kicks your nerves like... (Inhales) - That was such a great game. It was so scary the first time. I'm not lying, I almost
fell out of this chair.
I want to play this at midnight
with pizza, with Mountain Dew, and a bunch of just other junk food
with a bunch of friends and get scared. - Thanks for watching us
run away from dolls on the React channel. - Subscribe. (Creepily)
Or Emily will find you.
- Let us know what other
games we should play in the comments down below. - Bye, guys.
(Music stops) What the heck?! (Emily roaring) (eerie music resonates) (old-school video game music) .
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