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{{see also|GRINDER: Prologue}}
Hi. My name is Craig. The events in which you are about to read are real. The
The story starts about a month ago. I wanted to build a gaming PC. I had been salvaging parts from fr iends' computers over the past couple days and almost ready to put them all together. On my way to Radio Shack
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to pick up a new mouse and keyboard, it happened. I saw a PC on the side of a road alongside a bunch of bags of trash. It looked like it was in good condition. I pulled up to the curve and got a closer look at it. There was a paper taped to the PC; the words "DO NOT TAKE" written in very sloppy handwriting. I looked into the driveway and did not see a car so
I disregarded the note and threw the PC into my
I rushed back home; this was exactly what I needed. I hooked up my newly salvaged PC and turned it on. A bright green light came from the power button as the computer came to life. I smiled. Windows 7? Another good sign. This was just too perfect. After showing the Windows logo and taking about four minutes to load, I was greeted with a completely blank desktop. I was puzzled as to why someone would throw away such a good computer, but in my excitement, I didn't care. It was mine now. I opened up the My Computer folder so I could check the memory on the Hard Drive when my phone rang. It was my friend, Mike. I told him about my luck with the computer, and being himself, he didn't care. He just wanted to hang out for a bit. I told him I would and hung up. I turned off the computer monitor and headed out. When I got to the door, I realized that I forgot my keys. I went up to my room and noticed that the monitor was still on.
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"Weird," I said to myself. "I coulda sworn I turned you off."
I grabbed my keys and headed out. I got back home at about 10:30 p.m. I quickly headed back to my room. Fixing up the new PC was the only thing on my mind when I was out. There was a light coming out of my room. I walked in slowly and to my surprise, the monitor was
"Okay. That is really weird. I know for a fact that I turned you off." I shrugged off my confusion and sat down. "Whatever. Lets see what you have."
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The computer seemed pretty blank. No folders or files in sight. I opened up the My Computer folder again and right clicked the Hard Drive to see how much memory was used.
"What
I decided to perform a search. First off, video files.
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"I bet there's some huge hidden porn stash," I laughed to myself.
The search was a fail. No video files at all. Now for pictures. After I hit the search button, one file came up. I thought nothing of it, its impossible for one picture to take up 500Gb. After a couple more failed searches, I decided to go back to that picture. It was called "GRINDER.jpg". I was about to click it when I got a text. I looked down and grabbed my phone. I don't know if it was just my imagination, but as I turned away from the monitor,
at the file. I clicked on it once to get a preview.
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"Haha, perfect. File Preview not available," I sighed. "This is gonna be gross. I just know it."
I just sat there. I was really scared at this point. I couldn't bring myself to open it. I stared at where the file preview would be, hoping that it would show. My curiosity was at its max. I
"No more distractions."
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I waited a few more seconds staring at the Open option. I took a deep breath and clicked once. It took a bit to load; I was still holding my breath. Finally, it opened.
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"This was a mistake. This was a horrible mistake," I kept mumbling to myself.
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I stared at the startup screen animating on my phone when I heard a click sound somewhere close to me. Then I noticed a green light. It was the power light of the computer monitor.
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The screen focused. The face was there again, but this time it was zoomed in enough that only the eyes were showing. They were looking in my direction. I got up and moved away from its gaze. That didn't help. The eyes were following me.
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"H- Hello?"
No response other than white noise. I held the phone up to my ear for about 10 seconds before I heard something. The sound started out small but grew in intensity. A couple seconds later, a blood-curdling scream came from the other line. It was so loud that it pierced my eardrums. I dropped my phone and clenched my ear. My phone landed screen first into the dirt. I bent down and picked up. I turned it over and wiped off the dirt. I let out another scream as I saw a picture of a single
I sat down on my bed and tried to relax. That was impossible. The images of the eyes were engraved in my brain. "GRINDER.jpg," what was it? Who would spend the time to make something so sick and cynical?
I got no sleep that night. Who could blame me? I was so scared that nightmares haunted me even though I was awake. Eventually, I dozed off. My alarm clock woke me up 8:30 a.m. I swear, I probably jumped high enough to touch the ceiling from the blaring siren. After I caught my breath and turned off the clock, I just stared at the ceiling for a while, trying to force myself to believe that last night was all a dream. Then I remembered that the garbage trucks would be here at 9:00. I looked out of the window towards the side of the road. My heart sank. The computer was gone. I ran outside, hoping that the garbage trucks came
I am writing this to warn you. I know this is too late for the poor soul who thought they were lucky to find a new PC, but still. If you find a computer with a file named GRINDER.jpg, do not open it. Destroy the source. I am now on medication to stop my nightmares and keep me calm. These do not always stop the memories though. Those
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