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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">It happened when I was over my friend’s house. Kyle (let’s just call him that) and I weren’t childhood friends. We met at the college we’re currently attending, and I had only just begun to know him. He stayed at a rather spacy ranch house in the forests outside Portland, Maine that he rented along with four of his friends.</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">It happened when I was over my friend’s house. Kyle (let’s just call him that) and I weren’t childhood friends. We met at the college we’re currently attending, and I had only just begun to know him. He stayed at a rather spacy ranch house in the forests outside Portland, Maine that he rented along with four of his friends.</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">Then it hit me. When I saw the envelope, I immediately - almost involuntarily - shifted my attention to it. I tried to play it off. “OK,” I said. “Tell me about this setup.”</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">Then it hit me. When I saw the envelope, I immediately - almost involuntarily - shifted my attention to it. I tried to play it off. “OK,” I said. “Tell me about this setup.”</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“It happened when, |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“It happened when, on my way back from work one day, I saw a tag sale on the side of the road. There were no other customers, and the seller was this creepy looking old guy who warned me of impending doom as I took the games. I got used to that part – happens to me whenever I go to the flea market to buy something – but this time he insisted that I take this black envelope with me. So I did, and I ended up keeping it.</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“I got home, opened it, and found that there was an unlabeled floppy disk inside, also black. I got the computer and monitor from one of my roommates. They were old, which was necessary for properly making use of it-”</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“I got home, opened it, and found that there was an unlabeled floppy disk inside, also black. I got the computer and monitor from one of my roommates. They were old, which was necessary for properly making use of it-”</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">Kyle shook his head. “I tried running it before. All the data seems to be corrupted.” ''Of course it is''.</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">Kyle shook his head. “I tried running it before. All the data seems to be corrupted.” ''Of course it is''.</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“Try it again,” I |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“Try it again,” I insisted. I was curious to see what exactly was on the floppy disk. Kyle shrugged and plucked the disk from the envelope. He inserted it into the computer’s drive and waited.</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“Watch, now,” he said. He opened up the floppy’s data folder on the display, which contained a single executable file. '''Untitled.exe''', it was called. He clicked on the file, which produced a black command-prompt box for a split second before displaying an error message. Without closing it, he turned towards me. “It just crashes. That’s it.”</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“Watch, now,” he said. He opened up the floppy’s data folder on the display, which contained a single executable file. '''Untitled.exe''', it was called. He clicked on the file, which produced a black command-prompt box for a split second before displaying an error message. Without closing it, he turned towards me. “It just crashes. That’s it.”</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“I got an idea,” I said. “I’ll just take the disk back home in the morning and copy it onto my computer. Maybe I can make it work.”</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“I got an idea,” I said. “I’ll just take the disk back home in the morning and copy it onto my computer. Maybe I can make it work.”</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">Just then the error message on the monitor disappeared. The command box |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">Just then the error message on the monitor disappeared. The command box returned, and maximized itself on its own, filling the screen with darkness. Kyle was still facing away from the monitor while this was happening. “Turn around, the program’s running!”</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">Just as Kyle faced the monitor, the black box completely covered the screen, obscuring even the operating system’s interface. Static began to fill it, until it appeared as pure noise not unlike television snow. I witnessed a humanoid shape within the flickering light, as one would see in an optical illusion. The static turned red and the shape took form.</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">Just as Kyle faced the monitor, the black box completely covered the screen, obscuring even the operating system’s interface. Static began to fill it, until it appeared as pure noise not unlike television snow. I witnessed a humanoid shape within the flickering light, as one would see in an optical illusion. The static turned red and the shape took form.</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">I was terrified at what I saw. I didn’t really know why; it was pixels on a monitor, only a complete moron would actually fear it. In the view was a man dressed in a cheap leather vest. A patch with a picture of a pentagram was tattooed onto the vest, coupled with “MC 666” in blood red text below it. He was wearing a goofy top hat. He had, of course, black eyes with red pupils. Why wouldn’t he?</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">I was terrified at what I saw. I didn’t really know why; it was pixels on a monitor, only a complete moron would actually fear it. In the view was a man dressed in a cheap leather vest. A patch with a picture of a pentagram was tattooed onto the vest, coupled with “MC 666” in blood red text below it. He was wearing a goofy top hat. He had, of course, black eyes with red pupils. Why wouldn’t he?</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">MC 666 looked at us and laughed that terrifying Kefka laugh. “'''Don’t copy that floppy! |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">MC 666 looked at us and laughed that terrifying Kefka laugh. “'''Don’t copy that floppy! Or you will die a horrible death muhahahaha!'''”</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“Uh,” I really didn’t know what to make of it. I always wanted to see a haunted piece of technology, and it fascinated me. Even if it were possessed, I knew it couldn’t do shit, that it was only using scare tactics and boring literary devices. But maybe I could talk to it…</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“Uh,” I really didn’t know what to make of it. I always wanted to see a haunted piece of technology, and it fascinated me. Even if it were possessed, I knew it couldn’t do shit, that it was only using scare tactics and boring literary devices. But maybe I could talk to it…</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“'''Do you understand now?'''” he asked. And the strangest part was, I did. I let him run his mouth anyway because I figured it would make him feel better.</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“'''Do you understand now?'''” he asked. And the strangest part was, I did. I let him run his mouth anyway because I figured it would make him feel better.</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“'''I am the embodiment of all darkness and clichés. I plant the shitty |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">“'''I am the embodiment of all darkness and clichés. I plant the shitty creepypast''''''a ideas in the minds of terrible writers, and I laugh as pathetic fanbases gather around them. I am the black eyes with red pupils, I am the hyper-realistic blood. I am the eventless level, the intern, and the nostalgia boner. So don’t FUCK with me. If you copy the floppy, I’ll appear in the form of an incredibly strong doll and MURDER you!'''”</p> |
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">I copied the floppy anyways. MC 666 can go fuck himself. Still, I told Kyle that I needed to get back to my house (I actually am living with my parents right now), even though I planned to sleep over. It was just going to be too awkward if I stayed the night. When I got home, my parents were waiting for me at the front door. I told them what happened, and my mom got scared and said "you're moving with your auntie and your uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "Fresh" and there were dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought, naw, forget it, yo holmes to Bel-Air. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and said to the cabbie "yo holmes smell ya later." Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.</p> |
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;tab-stops:276.65pt">I copied the floppy anyways. MC 666 can go fuck himself. Still, I told Kyle that I needed to get back to my house (I actually am living with my parents right now), even though I planned to sleep over. It was just going to be too awkward if I stayed the night. When I got home, my parents were waiting for me at the front door. I told them what happened, and my mom got scared and said "you're moving with your auntie and your uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "Fresh" and there were dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought, naw, forget it, yo holmes to Bel-Air. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and said to the cabbie "yo holmes smell ya later." Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.</p> |
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