=3 Lost Episode Part II, Ray's Revenge
THIS IS A SEQUEL TO THIS.
It had been a year since Ray William Johnson cancelled his famous series " Equals Three". I was kind of happy. Anyways, hi, I'm the guy who wrote the last story. This is the sequel. Let's just call me "Jack". I thought it was all over after that. I thought Ray would never try to get me. I thought maybe it was just all a dream. I was wrong.
One day, I received an email from an unknown person with the subject "I'm back" with a video attached. I didn't know this was Ray William Johnson emailing me at that time. I thought "Who was this? What was this?" However, I decided to click the video. However, when I did, everything came back to me. "Hey guys, welcome back to Equals Three and especially you, Jack!" Ray said demonically. My heart dropped. I had hoped that I would never see or hear from him again, but here he was. However, I decided to watch anyway as I was still curious. "Today, we're reviewing a special video, Jack. It's about your death," he said as he started playing the video. he video started normal. I was playing on my Nintendo 64, my favorite console when I was young. I was playing Super Mario 64, when suddenly, a figure appeared in front of me. It was a demon. The demon reached out to me and suddenly, I was transported to a dark, demonic world. I was dying, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. The video then cut back to Ray, who was now sporting red, said excitedly in a demonic tone said "Wow! That was so cool! Look at how that demon sends him to hell. Let's replay that."
He replayed that. In fact, he kept replaying that same part. Again, and again. Each time, I felt like I was experiencing my death over and over. I was getting more and more frightened each time. However it got worse. Way worse. Ray suddenly said "Alright guys, thanks for answering our question in the last video. We don't have any new ones today. However, let's show the answers for the last one. Alright, show the comments!"
They were all the same, just with different wording.
"Jack will die by our lord and savior, Ray William Johnson."
"Jack will be sacrificed to the demon that Ray serves."
"Jack's soul will belong to Ray and his demon masters."
I couldn't take it anymore. I immediately deleted the email and video, but the damage was already done. I was constantly looking over my shoulder, scared that at any moment, Ray or one of his demon minions would come for me. I knew I had to do something to stop him. I reached out to multiple people, yet nothing worked. I reached again and again to exorcists, people at church, and even people on paranormal forums. However, after doing all of this, it suddenly stopped. I felt like this was the end. I went out, did stuff, had some fun, until that one fateful day.
Someone knocked at the door. I didn't know who it was, however when I opened it I was shocked. It was Ray with a camera and he said "Hey guys, we're here with Jack. He's finally going to face his fate." I tried to run, but but he was too strong. He pushed me back into my house and started to perform a demonic ritual. I could feel my body being drained of its energy, my soul being pulled away from my body. But I couldn't give up. I had to fight back. I searched for anything I could use as a weapon and found an old wooden crucifix. I picked it up and charged at Ray, thrusting the crucifix towards him. To my surprise, it affected him. He let out a blood-curdling scream and was sent flying back, the energy of the crucifix pushing him away. I didn't waste any time. I kept fighting, using the crucifix to defend myself against Ray's dark magic. The battle was intense, with neither of us able to gain the upper hand. But eventually, I managed to deliver the final blow, striking Ray with the crucifix and sending him back to the underworld where he belonged. The aftermath was intense. I was exhausted, both physically and mentally, but I had managed to defeat Ray and banish him back to where he came from.
I felt a sense of relief wash over me, knowing that I was finally safe from his wrath. But even now, I still feel like something's watching me. And guess what? Ray returned on social media in 2022. He rebooted his cartoon band, Your Favorite Martian, and he's now a TikToker. But I'll just ignore it. I'll just keep away from him. Because after that battle, I never wanted to see him or hear from him again. But sometimes, when I'm scrolling through TikTok late at night, I hear his demonic screams in my head. I can feel his cold breath on the back of my neck. I try to shake it off, but it's always there. The fear that he's watching me, waiting for the right moment to strike.
I know I have to be careful. I can never let my guard down. But still, the fear lingers, haunting me every day. Because as long as Ray William Johnson is out there, I know I'm not safe. In fact, while doing the finishing touches on this story, I stumbled upon a creepy black and white image of Ray William Johnson on my laptop after I wrote this story. It's making my skin crawl. The way he looks in the photo is creepy, with a creepy grin and one eye which I swear blinked and followed my face for a second. It's eerie and odd, and I can't shake the feeling that something is not quite right. This image is giving me the chills. I need to get rid of this creepy image ASAP.
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