I Tried to SAVE the kids BUT INSTEAD the Family TRIED TO KILL ME!! | A House for Alesa [ALL ENDINGS]

A House for Alesa Gameplay

When Alesa was 6 years old, she had a terrifying encounter with a man (or thing?) called "Mr. Bob". She barely managed to escape from him and the experience has haunted her ever since...
18 years later, Alesa, who became a social worker, has been sent to investigate a quite mysterious family living in a very unsettling house. What seemed like a simple task, might turn out to be the most horrifying day of her life...
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[Itz-Just-Jess]

What if they cut your tongue off and THEN you escape? That would basically be the proof! Don't forget to take your tongue with you too!

[Starlight]

POV: when you think your first until you reload the page

[aprilbrandon]

Greta seems nice enough to the point where when you shot her it kinda made me sad, but then I saw that she backstabbed you so I felt a bit less bad

[Etherealzyo]

0:41 i would’ve gave up on life as soon as I saw him
40:57 Coryxkenshin

[zeynepbilgealtun]

9:38 I never thought Nenna would speak Turkish in one of her videos. I think there was an error in the game translation.

[TheHollowGuy]

Oh how we love spamming Neena to play a game, so I want to write my take on the game A House for Alesa, and lowkey THIS may be the longest story I have ever written, it litterally took me three hours to write, but once I got into the groove of the story I just continued and then I realized how long it was, I will litterally give a shoutout to anyone who reads all of this because its so damn long, but so beautiful at the same time, I am an author for those who are wondering, enjoy ;) -

*When Alesa was just a six-year-old girl, she had an encounter that would forever haunt her dreams. It was a quiet summer evening, and she was playing in the yard behind her family's modest home. Her parents had gone out for the night, leaving her under the care of her older brother, Max. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the yard, Alesa noticed a figure emerging from the nearby woods. At first, she thought it was just a trick of the fading light, but as the figure drew closer, she realized it was a man, or at least something that resembled a man. He was tall and lanky, with a hunched back and long, bony fingers that seemed to scrape the ground as he moved. His face was obscured by a tattered hood, and his eyes glowed with an unnatural, piercing light. Alesa's heart pounded in her chest as she watched this strange man, whom she would later come to know as "Mr. Bob, " approach her. Fear washed over her as Mr. Bob crouched down in front of her, his eyes locked onto hers. His voice, when he spoke, was a chilling whisper that sent shivers down her spine. "What a lovely little girl you are, " he hissed. "I've been watching you for a long time." Terror paralyzed Alesa as Mr. Bob reached out a gnarled hand toward her. But before he could touch her, Max burst out of the house, alerted by Alesa's screams. He yelled at the intruder, and Mr. Bob hissed once more before vanishing into the dark woods. That night, Alesa's parents returned home to find their daughter in tears, recounting her horrifying encounter with Mr. Bob. They dismissed it as a child's overactive imagination, but Alesa knew the truth. She had looked into the eyes of something unspeakable that night, something that would haunt her for years to come. Eighteen years had passed since that traumatic night, and Alesa had grown into a strong and resilient young woman. She had channeled her fear and anger into a career as a social worker, dedicated to helping others in need. But the memories of Mr. Bob lingered in the shadows of her mind, a constant reminder of the darkness that existed in the world. One day, Alesa received an assignment that would lead her back to the darkness she had tried to escape. She was tasked with investigating a mysterious family living in an unsettling house on the outskirts of town. Rumors had been swirling about the family for years, and now it was her job to get to the bottom of it. As she approached the house, Alesa couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. The house was old and dilapidated, with overgrown vines creeping up the walls. It seemed to loom over her like a malevolent presence. She knocked on the creaky front door and was greeted by a woman in her forties, whose weary eyes held a mixture of fear and desperation. The woman introduced herself as Sarah and led Alesa into the dimly lit living room. Alesa's senses were immediately assaulted by the overpowering scent of decay and something far worse, something she couldn't quite identify. The room was filled with strange symbols etched onto the walls and floor, and the air was heavy with an eerie silence. Sarah explained that her family had been tormented by a malevolent presence for as long as she could remember. Her husband had vanished without a trace, and her children had become withdrawn and terrified. She believed that something had taken hold of their house, something dark and unrelenting. Alesa tried to maintain her composure as she listened to Sarah's harrowing tale, but deep down, she couldn't shake the feeling that this was connected to her own childhood nightmare. She agreed to stay the night to investigate further, despite her growing unease. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows throughout the house, Alesa's flashlight flickered to life. She began to explore the decrepit home, guided by Sarah's trembling voice. It didn't take long for Alesa to discover a hidden doorway leading to a basement. Descending into the darkness, Alesa's heart raced with trepidation. The basement was a labyrinth of winding tunnels, each one adorned with more of those eerie symbols. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched, that something was lurking just out of sight. Suddenly, a voice echoed through the tunnels, a voice she had hoped never to hear again. "What a lovely surprise, Alesa, " it hissed. Alesa's flashlight flickered, and as the light returned, she saw him—the figure from her childhood nightmares, Mr. Bob, emerging from the shadows. Fear gripped her as she realized that Mr. Bob was not alone. Behind him stood a group of pale, gaunt figures, their eyes glowing with the same malevolent light. Alesa was trapped, surrounded by the darkness that had haunted her for so long. Alesa's mind raced as she stared at Mr. Bob and his sinister companions. She knew she had to find a way out of this nightmare, just as she had escaped him as a child. Her instincts kicked in, and she backed away slowly, her trembling hand reaching for her phone. In a desperate attempt to escape, she dialed 911, praying that the call would go through despite the eerie underground location. As she spoke to the dispatcher, Mr. Bob and his followers inched closer, their eyes fixed on her. She relayed her location and pleaded for help, hoping that someone would arrive in time. Time seemed to stretch as Alesa's voice echoed through the tunnels. The dispatcher assured her that help was on the way, but Alesa knew she couldn't wait. She had to act. With a burst of adrenaline, Alesa made a run for it, darting down a narrow corridor, her flashlight cutting through the darkness. Mr. Bob and his followers pursued her, their hissing voices growing louder. Alesa's heart pounded in her chest as she raced through the labyrinthine tunnels, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Just when it seemed like all hope was lost, Alesa stumbled upon a hidden door that led to a small underground chamber. She slammed the door shut and barricaded it with whatever debris she could find. In the dim light, she could see strange writings on the walls, but there was no time to decipher them. Alesa knew she couldn't stay hidden forever, so she searched the chamber for anything that might help her. To her amazement, she found an old book, its pages filled with incantations and protective spells. It was a long shot, but she had to try. As she chanted the words from the book, a faint barrier of light formed around her, pushing back the encroaching darkness. Mr. Bob and his followers hissed in frustration, unable to breach the protective barrier. Time passed agonizingly slow as Alesa continued to chant, her voice growing stronger with each passing moment. She could hear the distant sound of sirens, the wailing of police cars approaching. Help was finally on the way. When the authorities arrived, they found Alesa in the underground chamber, exhausted but alive. The police arrested Mr. Bob and his followers, who were revealed to be part of a sinister cult that had plagued the town for years. As Alesa emerged from the underground chamber, she knew that she had faced her childhood nightmare head-on and emerged victorious. She had not only saved herself but also the tormented family. The darkness that had haunted her for so long had been confronted and defeated. In the years that followed, Alesa continued her work as a social worker, now armed with the knowledge that sometimes, the most horrifying nightmares could be faced and conquered. She had turned her own trauma into strength, proving that even in the darkest of moments, there could be a glimmer of hope* .

And theres my twist on the story lol, feel free to use it for your essays, and hope you enjoyed Neena lmao XD 💀💀💀

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[tomaetoma]

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[ZuperDerin]

Nenaa i’m from Turkey and it said in the language section, and there was Turkish and Bak, bakma, pompalı kovanı and altın anahtarı kullandın means
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[WandaDavis-tjjg]

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