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The file size was exactly 666 kilobytes. The name of the file was stn.dll, and it was a computer virus, although it wasn't a type of virus I have ever encountered before. Well, that is until about 3 years ago, and I guess I should start from there. I know that this is a long email, but before you think I'm crazy I should probably begin from the start. I don't know if you entirely remember me, but I hope you do. I think you're the last person I could actually tell this to, if I live, well, we won't even see each other anymore. If I die, it doesn't matter, just so you know not to open that damned file. I want you to know that things happen that never should. Things exist that I wish never did. I'm near the brink of death, I can sense it. This is my sixth attempt at sending you the email, I'm certain it won't work. This is the last thing I do
When I was younger, I've always wanted to be a software engineer. I was vastly intrigued by the language, C++. When I wasn't coding up my own software, I was looking through other people's files, mostly small things like notepad and Microsoft Word type programs. I would go through things such as the dll files, and would decompile the files. This was often a very hard task, but I was determined to learn from professional programmers by analyzing their source code. I've downloaded several programs illegally, I'll admit. The only thing I truly regret will come in the next few years.
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Now that I think of it, I think the lightning must've hit that thing directly, the flash drive was definitely exposed to the rain. My excitement got a hold of me at the time, it's only at this time that I think about these oddities. It creeps me out thinking about it, but let me continue with the story, if you don't mind.
I inserted the flash drive into the computer. Forgetting the computer was off, I inserted the flash drive into the monitor, and then the computer started right up. That
Upon thinking about the blackout, I got up to try to turn on the lights of the room. They wouldn't come on. I began to feel slightly strange that the computer was the only thing working in the house at the time, and the speed in which it turned on was slightly unsettling. Now that I think about it, it seemed almost as if the computer didn't want to wait to show me the unearthly surprises hidden within stn.dll.
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I took all the files from the flash drive, and put them in a new folder. I entitled the folder stn_fldr, and then logged off my computer to go to sleep for a while.
The next morning, I awoke to a shock; my flash drive was no longer plugged into my computer. In fact, further inspection of the office found that the flash drive wasn't even in the room. I didn't think it really mattered, my files were on the flash drive, so I was alright with losing the flash drive. I turned on my computer again, only to see that the folder previously entitled stn_fldr, was now stn_fldr.exe. I was utterly confused, the folder
I'm a programmer as you know, I'm aware that it takes some serious hacking to do something like that. Leaving a turned off computer alone the whole night couldn't possibly change file formats at such a low level.. Could it?
I instantly did a virus scan and my antivirus told me that there was a trojan virus in a file called stn.
Well, I'd rather not bore you with the details, so I'll just say that weeks gone by and I haven't tried running the executable. Why would I? The anti-virus told me that the executable was a virus, more or less. I did think about the dll file quite a lot, I tried deleting the file but whenever I turned on the computer, I always found an excuse not to. I would check face book or my email, and then forget why I was on the computer, and log off or begin programming. I wondered whether or not I got a virus from the web that was dormant until I inserted the flash drive, but then again the folder changed while the computer was turned off overnight.
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My last email left off with me awake on a night that sleep couldn't visit. So I will resume from there. I was awake and I couldn't fall asleep, and that damn dll file was fogging up my thoughts. I had stood up, and began walking towards the door, going to go take a piss, or get a drink of water. I can't quite remember what it was, but it doesn't matter. My hand clasped the knob of the door, and I was shocked to see I was sweating. Now, this was during the cold winter months, so it wasn't as if the weather was the culprit. I was sweating HARD. And right when I noticed this, that cursed laughter began.
It began slowly, barely a hum. It was the laugh of an elder man, it seemed vulnerable yet threatening at the same time. I must've just heard something, but it was clearly distinct, however, and my hand let go of the knob. The laughter became louder, but it never exceeded more than a whisper. I began fearing the shadows all of a sudden, I could imagine a face poking through the window, or my closet door open to a smiling beast. No, I must be fucking crazy, but that laughter kept
I smiled. Hypnotized, I now knew what I got up for. I had an executable file to run. I walked like a drunk man, I was sure of it. My sub-conscious was asking itself what the hell it was doing; it was telling me to stop. I don't remember if my hypnotized self replied, but I continued walking into my home office.
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"Would you like to flush, John?"
That's my name, John. I know, long time into the story before telling you, but that's beside the point. Would you like to flush? What the living hell was that supposed to mean? Oddly, after reading the sentence, a new phrase printed itself onto the screen, "Y for yes, N
"Good choice. Thanks for the fun, I really look forward to getting to know you better in the long run."
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I examined the phrases, and they seemed random to me, one phrase was "Big sausage.". Another was "Happy Tree". Still another phrase was "Lost Father". I read some of the other phrases, almost laughing at the amount of paper I lost to something I originally thought was a Trojan. I, luckily, had a sense of humor, so this didn't quite anger me for some reason. I laughed, and threw page after page onto the ground. I couldn't believe the mess, there must've been at least ten pages of non-sense. All fear that had vested itself in me had left happily. Now I realized that this was a joke, maybe it wasn't a teenager who wrote this. Maybe it was a professional programmer who had nothing better to do than mess around with other people's heads. "Screw you Microsoft!" I chuckled before picking up the last page, scanning it to see if it had anything special 'phrase' at the end of the printout. My heart went from a erythematic beating to a slowed down thumping.
The last phrase simply read out "Migraine Table Fun".
Big Sausage. That phrase couldn't refer to the time I nearly choked on a bratwurst during a Fourth of July party? No no, that's crazy, correct? Then, I remembered the phrase Happy Tree, that time I feel off our Oak tree and broke my wrist. Lost Father.. I remember my dad dying when I was young from cancer. I immediately took out some pages from the bin.
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The command prompt came up and told me to take the paper. "Take it, John." The speakers encouraged. I did. The phrase on it simply read, "The coffee is hot hot hot!"
My eyes grew large. The coffee is
The command prompt then came back up. Eyes glued, I watched as it spat out a message at me. It was a long one, and I took my time to read it, mostly out of fear, I couldn't stand still for one second. I swayed and fell to the chair, eyes glued to the screen. My migraine worsened, the situation become exceedingly grim. The message is as follows:
"John. I now see I've gotten your full attention. That's good. Because if you don't listen to me, I can hurt you. I'll just tell you flat out, that I'm a demon. I can and will cause you severe pain unless you do exactly as I tell you to do. I may as well cause you pain anyways, I find
I sat motionless, mouth wide open. I stared, until I came up with enough courage to say three words. Those words were as follows. "Who are you?"
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