Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25151680-20140708132816

Today was supposed to be just an average day... hell what am I saying, when do I even have an ordinary day? When does anyone? Anyways, I was at home just waking up on Saturday. I had the day off from the pawn shop. I needed to catch up on my studies for college and I was falling behind in grades. So, I proceeded to study and then I got a call. "Mike?" a woman answered. "Oh hey Anna" I replied. Anna was my study partner, and i had a small crush on her as well."Did you hear about the killings?" She asked. "Yeah, some stupid stuff about people being driven to suicide" I answered. The news around town is that people have been killing themselves over some bull about a virus. Like hell I believe in that paranormal crap. "Well, I don't think we should use our laptops until the speculation dies down" She said in a worried voice. "Wow you really believe in that stuff? Well I am going to continue our project today. See you later" I said and then hung up. I looked at my clock and saw it was 11:23 A.M. Jesus, I had slept in too long. I ran quickly to my computer and opened our engineering project. We had worked on it for a week now and it is our final. I worked on it for a good bit, at least 4 hours. So I took a break and went out for some lunch. That's when everything changed. I sat at the local dinner and ordered my usual, a Chicken Philly with some Coke. I went to check my phone because I had a message. Once I opened it the message disappeared. Puzzled, I shrugged it off and started eating. My phone began to vibrate and I saw a call is coming through. I went to answer but there never was any call according to my phone. "Might just be my mind playing tricks on me" I thought. I finished my meal and walked out. While heading home I noticed that I had felt a strange presence with me; as if I was being followed by someone. I turned my back but no one was there. I quickly headed home and locked the door behind me. I stared at my watch and saw it was only 8:30 P.M. I went back to the computer and started working again. Another few hours has passed by and it got late. My vision gets a bit blurred because of my lack of sleep. I have been up all day so I am pretty tired. I finished the project and as soon as I clicked save a error message appeared. Confused I saw that it said could not save file [Error:394]. I closed the message and looked it up on Google to see what it was and how to fix it. Oddly, no results popped up, not even one. Feeling puzzled I exited out of the browser and tried again. This time it saved so I thought the message was a spoof. Once I closed all my programs I had a sense of fright down my spine. My home-screen had changed from a skyscraper to a black screen with the message: You should have believed. In a dripping red font. I tried to change it back to the original but I got a message saying: This doesn't end that easy [Error:394]. I decided to just shut down the computer all together and work on it tomorrow but, I couldn't. The start menu was gone. All my desktop icons are gone as well. All but one... one icon that simply says: Click Me. With a shaking hand I clicked on the icon. The window opened.. and nothing appeared, just a black window. Raising one brow I tried to exit out of the window but the close option was not there. Then, the black screen had a click box with the phrase: It's your turn. I clicked on it with no other choice and a shocking image appeared. It was me... as a mutilated corpse with my remains all over the floor. My stomach turned and I puked in my kitchen sink. Wiping the vomit with a napkin, I noticed a figure looming over my remains. I looked closely at it and saw it was a silhouette of a tall figure with a bloody blade. My heart was pacing fast and I was quivering. Someone must be playing a sick joke.. a very sick joke. It might be Anna, she is probably playing a prank on me. I saw a tab on the corner of the window that says next. I click it hoping for this to end when I see a message that reads: Behold the face of your killer. I am now trembling with fear. I see as a image of myself appears on the screen. This was not a image however, but the camera app aimed on me. I close out the camera and turn off my monitor. I try to forget about the incident and went to bed. I wake up to a sudden noise from my computer. I look up and see the monitor turn on by it's self. I then see it shake and slam to the ground. I have a sudden jolt and go under the sheets as my little kid instincts kick in. I close my eyes tight hopping for this to all be a nightmare, a horrible nightmare. The room is silent, and then I hear footsteps. The sheets lift and I quickly run out and go into my living room. "Leave me be! What have I done to deserve this?!" I yell in terror. The figure from the image of my corpse just stands there but, it doesn't have the blade in his hand.I have tears running from my eyes and it walks toward me slowly; with its heavy boots echoing in the room. I suddenly feel it's grip around my neck and I can see the face clearly now... The face is my own. It cant be me though, I am Me right now! Then I think, "This is the virus.. the one that causes people to go insane and kill themselves" I close my eyes and shout "GO AWAY! LEAVE ME BE! I WANT PEACE" Investigation Report: On a Saturday night, A young man by the name Michael Miller was found dead in his own home. There was a revolver by his corpse and he had a bullet in his head. The cause of death: Suicide. Reason: Unknown. There was a message on his phone which was covered in blood in his hand. The message states: Error 394 has been solved. We gathered evidence from his personal desktop computer and found a peculiar file named Error 394. This is being studied as of right now in the Detective labs and so far nothing but files all consisting of one document stating: It's your turn. 