Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25262559-20141201003920

Yes, this is another internet story, about some killer file, but this time it’s different.. And rather suspicious. As you read on, try to remember key pieces of this story and in all, just don’t think too hard about it.

It started on October 15th, 2011. Me and a friend have been designing mini indie games together, and a new Halloween game jam came up. (For those who don’t know, a game jam is a contest to make a game within a short time period). As soon as the contest opened, we rocketed into game development.

Our game was like any other short horror game, you’re dropped into a mental asylum, and expected to find your way out through neverending hallways and changing rooms and corridors. Along with that there was a mental patient, that would either show up as a ghost, showing up and vanishing down a corridor, or in human form chasing you down a bit before running off somewhere else.

The goal of the game was to avoid him at any cost, since depending on what he can do, can cause much more insanity leading to harder gameplay and difficult events. There were opportunities to pass out as well that would reset you somewhere random, and keys and other objects to maintain before being able to exit the game.

Now, back to reality, I was making a ton of 3DS models and my other friend was coding like a crazy son of a gun. But we still needed someone to animate and make the antagonist in game. So after talking for a bit we decided to hire a guy to help out.

His name was 6-Tears-6-Blood-6. He was one of those weird creepy guys that constantly talk about weird shit, but with the work he showed us, almost life like models of decaying monsters and other beings. After some talking he got working on our main character.

This may be a good time to throw in a couple thing’s. One, he was really shady and sketchy, he would never tell us his real name, but we have talked over voice call and he did seem pretty mature (at least 17-19).

In other words, we would transfer our files and share the game folders in a program called DropBox, which would allow you to share files with people that can be changed and altered in real time. As if everyone was working on the same computer.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">We all set up a working schedule, Saturdays and Sundays were our days off. But every other day of the week would have to be of constant work, we had 2 weeks left to finish our game. We already knew we would win, with our graphics and excellent gameplay, we would get big off this title and we know it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Now, 3 days later we hit a Saturday and are all just messing around in a call, playing whatever. As we were deep into Team Fortress 2, a bunch of files on the dropbox file began to change and alter, we noticed 5 main thing’s change. The textures of the floor and ceiling, 2 Models added, and the main character was changed. We figured it was just DropBox bugging out so we dismissed it and continued to play.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">After a couple days of gaming we tie down and begin to work, but our day soon turned to shit. All the project files got corrupted, and we were left with anger.. 3 weeks of hard work for nothing. Not only that, but 6-Tears-6-Blood-6 was out of the group.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">That’s it.. That fucking troll, completely corrupted our game files and ruined all of our work. But there was one last thing to try. The EXE. We had a good amount of gameplay done, and it was scary as is. But there were so many bugs we had to figure out that I honestly wouldn't’t think it would run.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">So I sighed, still pissed, and opened the EXE. The game opened like normal, plopping you into a hallway, leaving you to go any way you want. But something was already off, the map textures lost their Specularity and Normal Mapping, as well as being darkened down to a near black.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Great, now the game is ugly as shit. So I began walking, footstep sounds were obviously increased in volume, literally blasting through my headphones with every damn step. So I ventured, hearing different sounds and all, but nothing incredible has happened yet… Then that's when I heard it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">There was a knocking on my door, a loud knocking. Went straight through my headphones despite my volume being cranked up. I jumped like a little kid in a haunted house. I stood up and went to the door, and as I was walking up to it. My dad bashed through the door.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“You have not done your dishes in the past 3 days, I’m not your fucking maid, get the fuck downstairs and do your dishes, and while you’re at it, clean your fucking room.. It’s a mess”.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Okay then, a half hour goes by, I clean my 5 reused dishes, and spend another hour cleaning my messy room. I finally come back to my computer, screen sleeping. After a few minutes to get it to turn on, the game was up for a split second..

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">All I saw was blood, everywhere.. Little splatters on the ceiling,  blood drenching the walls, and a big puddle of it on the ground, but what got me the most was the eyes, a white outlining to a pure blackness. I can’t explain it anymore than that.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The first thing I thought was “What the actual Fuck?”, but then began to realize the type of fear I was handling.. This game was perfect! It was so unexpected, I just had to play it again to figure out what it was. I went to the game folder but the EXE was not there.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Instead, it was a folder called ‘No’. I really don’t know why.. But I opened it without hesitation and all I saw was one picture, a PNG, called Another.PNG. It was a picture of my friend, the coder. He was smiling, happy..

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">His eyes thought otherwise, they were a bit bigger than usual, and they seemed to be scared of something that was coming.. Like he was forced to smile. But what caught me the most was text above it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">In messy letters, it said “Another has gone, Another will be taken”. I quickly messaged my friend, telling him to check the folder.. But he wasn’t online. That was strange, his computer is always on, no matter where he was, it was never off.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I’m scared now, something wrong is happening. I backed out of the folder and the .EXE was back, this time it said “Your turn”. I knew where this was going, I quickly removed the folder but before I could I got an error.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“A file in this folder is in use, please exit out and try again”.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Wait wait wait.. What?!?!?!? Before I can piece together this puzzle the game opened up again, but instead of entering the virtual map, it just showed a picture of.. Me. Yes me, I looked fine… At first, but something was wrong.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The image started to shift and morph, as if dissolving into the next picture. The picture showed me bleeding, from my eyes at first, then quickly out of my nose and down my neck. It took me a second to realize, it was hooked up to my webcam, I couldn't’t control it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">It was that moment, I blinked, and it was all back to normal, I wasn’t bleeding, no blood at all, but I was also back in the virtual world. I tried to alt f4, but that didn’t work. I tried turning off my computer, but it wouldn't’t respond. So I grabbed the heaviest thing I could find.. A hammer.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I couldn't’t take it, I began bashing my computer to shreds, I wasn’t giving up, I destroyed everything, the motherboard, the hard drive, graphics card, ram, everything. Soon after everything was destroyed I began panting.. The screen flickered once more, with one line of text, in bold letters on a Word document.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“You shouldn’t have done that”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">In that moment, all I saw was darkness, I went blind, I couldn't’t explain it. But when I awoken, it was only before a split second, before I saw it… The antagonist of the game, giving me an evil smile with his sharp teeth, spotted with blood… Help me.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">TWO KIDS REPORTED MISSING

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.15;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Two 16 year old boys went missing from their houses at approximately 3:15 AM on October 18, 2014. They said to be missing from within their homes without any trace of evidence. One of the boys had a message on his desktop stating someone was after him, giving the clue that he was kidnapped. As well as a journal that won’t be revealed to public. Please, if you see this boys, contact 555-9876 as soon as possible. A reward will be given. May god be with you all. <ac_metadata title="6-Tears-6-Blood-6 (Hey can you guys just edit up this pasta, fix anything that&#039;s wrong with it? Pretty busy atm)"> </ac_metadata>