It was 3:45 PM, and I was sitting in my office cubicle, bored as fuck. I normally leave at around 4 and I was impatiently waiting for the 15 minutes to come up. I couldn't wait to go home from this boring day job with very little contact and an ungrateful boss. When the 15 minutes were up, I signed out, and with a sigh of relief, excitedly walked out the door. My boss said "Have a pleasant evening Mr. Singh" and I was like "yeah, you too boss" and quickly stuck up my middle finger at him when he wasn't looking.
When I finally got back home, I did what I always do--- eat a shit ton of food and take a shower. After that, I'd go log on to computer and spend time with the online rap-genius fam. Yeah, most of my friends are on the internet, and I didn't really have many friends in real life except some from work. Yeah, I'm a basic typical loser who enjoys hip-hop and likes texts.
Today, however, I was especially very excited since Lupe Fiasco, my favorite rapper, was about to drop his next project. I was itching to talk with the homies and annotate the album. While I was annotating it, I got a notification. After I was done annotating, I checked the notification. It said
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sexybitch112 followed you
Naturally I laughed and forgot about it. Didn't even bother checking out the page or even following back. Probably just another alt troll account I thought to myself. However, I noticed something very odd about it. The first thing I found very striking was the profile picture of the account. It was the default baby avi, but this time, it had horns coming out of it and a twisted, devilish smile. Seconds later, I got a private message with this:
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hi
Being myself, I decided to be friendly and responded with a simple "Hey, what's up?" and a smiley face. The person later responded with this:
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It is near
It is coming to an END!
666
I laughed to this and assumed it was some 12-year-old troll with nothing better to do than seek attention. I didn't even bother replying back. I just fell asleep.
I woke up the next day, and went to work. I first noticed a small scratch on the car but didn't think much of it. Work went around as normal. Didn't talk to anybody except my two friends and my boss was being a bitch as usual. When I was eating lunch with my friends Pranav and Angela, Pranav told me this really scary story he read on the internet about a crazed man who would murder his victims online. Nothing much really happened after that.
I got back home and went on genius. When I logged on, my jaw almost fell to the center of the earth. I saw 3,000+ notifications and they were all from that sexybitch112 person. Stupid little fucker downvoted all my posts and annotations. What was even scarier were the suggestions they posted on them. One of them said "you are ungrateful!!!!!" to some random text in Russian that looked something like this:
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Вы будете платить цену . Судный день придет , раньше, чем позже , и это будет жестокой!
I was so freaked out that I eventually called a moderator who reset the downvotes and rejected all the suggestions. The user was also banned as well. I thought it would soon be over, but all of a sudden-out of nowhere, my computer started heating up. This was very strange, because my computer is really fast and there weren't any other background programs going on. One minute my computer was normal and the next minute, it felt like lava was burning my table. What was even stranger was that my browser was becoming very laggy. I eventually quit, and went to sleep, but I heard an eerie noise and a door being shut, but didn't think much of it.
I woke up the next day realizing that I didn't have to go to work! It was a Saturday, which was a day I got off. I checked my mailbox and I received a letter from an address I did not recognize. I opened the letter and in it was a picture of an Asian woman. She was pretty good looking for the most part, although I had no idea who she actually was. I also got one of my genius friends to translate the Russian text. It roughly translates to:
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You will pay the price. Judgement day will arrive, sooner than later, and it will be brutal! Blood will be spilled.
I decided to explore this "account". I went through the user's activity stream and found nothing. The only thing I found was a profile picture being added and following me in their activity stream. The user had no annotations, suggestions, or pages, and they didn't even have a valid IP address. The only thing striking I found was in the bio. It had symbols that looked like this:
Աշխարհը գտնվում է այնպիսի դաժան տեղ. Այնպես որ, unforgiving. Հուսով եմ, որ մահը վերջապես հասնում է ինձ , եւ նրանց , ովքեր ատում են :
I was really freaked out about this, and I couldn't sleep at all. I basically spent most of my nights watching Netflix and random YouTube videos until I automatically fell asleep. I woke up the next day to even more stranger notifications. This time, the user upvoted all my annotations. I was very thankful yet frightened at the same time. Not much happened until I stubbed my toe on a chair, and broke my toe. I was in a lot of pain but eventually recovered.
The whole rest of the week was pretty boring until next Friday. That would be the scariest night of my whole life. The mysterious user appeared again, but this time it was even worse. As soon as I viewed the profile, my computer crashed and the power went out. The whole room was very dark. The generator eventually kicked in, and the TV turned on. There was nothing on the TV except for the crackling of static. The lights kept flashing on and off. Suddenly, I heard an eerie sound of a door shutting. I decided to check it out. What I saw on the window next to it was the most terrifying thing ever, and it was written in blood. It showed a date and some text in Vietnamese:
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Tôi cuối cùng đã thoát khỏi những kẻ đàn áp dã man của tôi và mãi mãi thế giới độc ác này . Cái chết cuối cùng đã chào đón tôi! Không tàn bạo hơn.
I pretty much vomited and blacked out after this. I pretty much had no other option but to call the police. While I was waiting from them to arrive, I heard strange noises coming from the kitchen. When I arrived, the stove and oven were on and there was a fire in the microwave. I saw what appeared to be a silhouette of a woman. Terrified, I sprinted out of the house. When the police finally arrived, a big explosion like the ones from those Vietnam War movies shook the house knocking the officers down to their feet. Thank god I had GEICO.
The police had no other evidence other than the shattered remnants of the exploding house. I decided to call Angela and ask if I could stay at her house for the night since Pranav lived too far away.
TO BE CONTINUED