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I was not able to find out where that part of the speaker went. I had reached down to look for it, but suddenly I heard the computer make a buzzing sound. I had looked up and what I saw was a giant pop-up. There was no button for me to close. However what I saw, would make me fear for my life. The exact words were, "This is the final song on this blessful EP. However, there will be a significant twist. We have set up a 5-minute timer for you to get through the entire song. If it runs out and you are not finished, our highly trained skilled-shooters will leave you lifeless. Your continued existence depends on it. GOOD LUCK!!" and there was a timer at the bottom that was actually decreasing with text above it saying, "Time Remaining Before Your Death." I then heard guns reloading right near me. I... Am.. actually.. going to... DIEEE??!! Voices of anger and rage screamed at me, "HURRY UP AND LISTEN TO BEAST'S OUTRO BEFORE YOU DIE!" I had no choice but to finish the EP. I felt my heart pounding in my head. That was how scared I was. I quickly pressed off the pop-up and double clicked on the file. Probably faster than any human could
With a heavy hand holding my stomach from my intense fear, this song had Snoop with a group of people, possibly at dinner. I heard him saying, "All my doggz, we gon say a little prayer before we dig in. These delectable parts would not be here without our Beast." Snoop has asked the guests to each cut the edge of their fingers with a steak knife that used in Flesh Market, but a sudden event happened that corrupted the file. It has been encrypted with some type of ransomware that forced me solve a puzzle or it would be deleted. It specifically asked me, " What is Snoop Dogg's favorite being for ritualistic murders?" I looked back at the death timer and it was at 3 minutes. I heard a bullet shoot at the back of my desk. I started whimpering. I had managed to get the 6 word decryption key after calming the fuck down. I typed in "BABIEZ" and the file went right back where it left off. There was only 1 minute left of the song, and 1 minute left of the death timer. Maybe I could finish it after all. Snoop then made the guests rub their bloody fingers on a statue of some type of satanic themed dog-wolf -hyena hybrid. The entire group then screamed, "DOGGZ OF THE BEAST" five times, and a church choir sample was playing. Though it was heavily altered and playing in reverse. They continued to say that horrific chant until the last 30 seconds, at that point, the beast they were trying to contact had spoke back. I would never forget those words. He told them, "Your acts of malicious divinity have not gone unrecognized. Your praise has revived the children of the BEAST. Ration your human nutrients and make me proud." After a few seconds of clap and cheer, the song had ended. My horrible nightmare would be over. The timer was right on the blink of hitting a complete "0:00". I never wanted to witness that fucking computer again. I could hear many manly voices laughing and joking with each other, about how they would potentially make me a member of The Doggers. Without thinking for a second, I ran to go turn on my light. Maybe I would see who-or what these Snoop worshippers were afterall, but nobody. It was just me in my big empty bedroom. What had happened to my friend that
It was around 11AM, the day after, and I was drinking as much alcohol as I could to numb my feelings. Anything to get over this. I realized that my deranged friend's wife had called me 7 different times and I never picked up. When I dialed back, she had talked to me for hours. She said that my friend and his brother, who I had not heard from in months, also listened to Dog Murderer and had intentionally overdosed on opioids. They both ended up leaving 13 different papers behind discussing that every single night, they saw The Doggers trying to recruit them to form the, "BEASZT" religion. That morning, at 8:00 they decided they could not handle the anxiety, and wanted to kill themselves. She had told me that they had likely spent day-night writing those papers, and gave the computer to me because they could deflect blame for the horrible stuff that was on it. His wife had started to break down and didn't say another word. I had realized after that call that it was the same time I had erased the computer's memory. It was like some strange connection had been formed between that PC and my friend's mental state.
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