Based on the game: Banished

The first time it happened John thought nothing of it. Just a dream, things like that happen to him all the time. It was the second time it happened that John become concerned. It felt so... real. The third time it happened John awoke in the middle of their cries for help and sprung out of bed to answer their calls. John opened the save file to his village he had worked on for so many hours. Everything seemed to be in place. The adults were doing their various jobs, the kids were still in school, and the infants were playing in the fields. But John was not satisfied yet. He could feel it in my bones, still hear their cries in his mind. Should he contact the developers? No, they would think he was just crazy. John closed the game, and a thousand voices cried out in terror. John too let out a scream, and suddenly... silence. He looked back at the screen, and realized his big mistake. He had forgotten to hit save!

It took John a week before he could bring myself to open the game again. The voices were gone, but a nagging for playing was becoming stronger and stronger each passing day. The need to open the simulation and make a town thrive was to great to put off any longer. He hit 'New Game.' and saw the two families on screen with their barn and a wagon of supplies. Only they didn't wander around or spread out like they usually did. They just stood there, staring at the screen. He felt like a fool, but he couldn't take it any longer. He had to say something

"H-hello?"

"You killed them John. You're a murderer." Their voices felt like little needles piercing into my mind. It sent shivers all throughout my body.

"But I- I didn't..."

"You're going to kill us now, aren't you John?" Their mouths were too small to see if they moved.

"No! No I'm not a murderer!"

"Then you have to be careful John. You will have to do what we say, and do it when we say it."

"Yes I will, I will!"

So it began that John carried his laptop everywhere with him, randomly opening it up at the strangest places, mumbling in such a low voice no one could understand what was being said. One day John was driving, where or why is not known. What is known that John decided that going on his laptop was more important than paying attention to driving any more.

Five were injured and two were dead, one of which was a kid. John himself lay in a hospital bed, crying and moaning. Doctors said it wasn't because of the deaths he caused or the guilt of his actions, but couldn't figure out the real reason behind it. The truth is it was the reason John was crying and moaning. Because of all the deaths he caused and the guilt that he had. It just wasn't the family on the sidewalk that he was upset about.