Roblox Zombie

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It happened just yesterday, Friday the 13th.

I was happily on ROBLOX, sifting through pages of games and loads of fun. But, after the 5th time of clicking 'Next Page', the page number turned into 81198; My birthdate, 8/11/98. On that page, all the artwork of the site turned into a bloodred backround, except for one game called 'We're Waiting For You' with the thumbnail of a bloody knife in a zombie's hands. No, not one of those ROBLOX block Zombies. A Real zombie, with a poison green face with the grin of a deranged murderer.

Surprisingly, I decided to click on that game. I have no idea why, because usually when I see things like that I rapidly close the screen and shut off my computer like there's no tomorrow. I entered the level, my character dropping on a spawn like a plane soaring in the wind. I walked around, confident that there was nothing scary with this game.

Thats when I was wrong.

It was then when I heard a deep voice, darker than the lowest pits of Tatarus. "Do not go to the east side."

Then, a floating compass appeared before me. It showed the directon of east. Curiously, I walked east.

Suddenly, my character froze. I couldn't move. I thought my computer screen was frozen, but it was nothing like that. Still, I pressed Ctrl Alt Delete. Nothing was happening. I went to ask my dad for help, but I was too scared to move. In front of me, I saw a pit.

Relieved, I saw the Task Manager open out of plain site. I tried to delete the ROBLOX Application, but all it did was unfreeze my character then close. I walked into the pit, wanting to see nothing there except rubble and dirt.

Then, I heard that creepy voice again. "We know you're here." I was so scared. I shut off my sound.

In front of me, I saw a Zombie. Not that blocky Zombie, but that mischevious-faced dagger zombie I saw on the thumbnail.

Words appeared right in front of him.

"We hold something near and dear from you. We have you now."

Quickly, I shut off my computer before it could get any scarier.

I ran downstairs, finding my 20-year-old sister on the floor.

Lying in cruel fate, a bloodred knife next to her.



Credited to sweetie 
Originally uploaded on August 14, 2010

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