White Noise

== Disclaimer ==
This is a work of fiction.
Also it was written by theidealist.
== Foreword ==
On the 1st January 2021, a teenage boy went missing. These are excerpts from his diary, woven together into one coherent narrative showing the events leading up to his disappearance.
Only relevant diary entries have been used.
- the Editors
== Diary Entry 1 ==
=== 25th December 2020 ===
It was a snowy Christmas Day when I booted up Minecraft - I’d never seen the Christmas present chest texture thing, and I was curious about it. You know, how on Christmas chests are retextured with vivid colours and a funny little bow on top? Yeah - it turns out they do too. Looks great. But that’s not the point.
I made a new Survival world, with cheats on just in case, and loaded it.
The chunks around me slowly appeared - covered in white. I was in an Ice Plains biome… sorry, they call it Snowy Tundra now, don’t they?
Perfect fit to the situation, I thought as I went off in search of wood.
After about half a (Minecraft) day of searching, I came across a taiga. As I chopped down the first few spruce trees, I heard a creeper hiss behind me, and whipped round ready to confront the source. Only, it wasn’t quite a creeper hiss, more like that sound radios and old TVs make when not connected to a channel - I think it’s technically called white noise, meaning it has no pattern or smooth continuation, just constantly changing, random fizzling.
What was that sound? No idea, so I turned back to my trees.
Soon I realized I was nearing the end of the day, and so I began to explore, looking for a structure in the hopes that I wouldn’t have to dig a hole and wait it out. By the time I found an igloo, the sun was on the horizon. Crafting a door and placing it into the entrance, I gratefully hopped into the bed. The world began to fade around me.
And that was when I heard the noise.
It began just like the white noise from before, but so quiet I could easily have missed it. As it swelled up, louder and louder, other sounds began to swoop in. Enderman screeches. Phantoms. Flapping wings. Witches cackling. A horrific, prolonged gong-like metallic sound, like a wither spawning or a beacon activating, which drowned out the noise. Finally, the grisly popping and squelching of a dying enderdragon, all together in one mighty crescendo to the deafening climax of -
Nothing. It cut off instantly, abruptly, and I fell asleep.
As I woke up to the next day in-game, I saved and quit that world, stunned. Later, although I was doing other things, one question still lingered like dragon’s breath on the face of the End:
What was that sound?
=== 26th December 2020 ===
Curiosity overcame me, and I loaded up the world again. I wanted to explore every inch of that world until I found an explanation for those haunting noises, which had surprised me last time.
Strangely the chests still looked like presents - later I researched and found that it happens on Christmas Eve and Boxing Day as well as Christmas itself, so that makes sense.
Before going outside, I decided to check for a basement, as I hadn’t last time. I counted one in from the centre of the back, smashed the carpet… and there it was. A trapdoor. Eagerly I flung it open and jumped down.
So long and slow a ladder! Rung by rung, pixel by pixel, crawling snail-like down towards the light at the end of the tunnel. I emerged finally into the glare of blazing torches, and with a few blows of my wooden pickaxe shattered the iron bars, revealing -
Guess what? Nothing!
Suddenly I became aware of a crackling static behind me, and at that very moment I realized that the sign’s text had changed. While usually it would have shown two arrows pointing to the cells, now it read:LOOK BEHIND YOU- (text obfuscated) [probably through use of the code §k - Editors]Trembling, I slowly turned, expecting a jumpscare. Instead, there was a single snow layer at the foot of the ladder, or rather the tunnel where lots of ladders were hovering dropped and broken, or very quickly the sealed up hole with no ladders hovering nearby.
It dawned on me - I was stuck, deep underground, with no escape route and a presence which I would far rather avoid.
Quickly I began to mine out; as I pillared up, the stone bricks turned to obsidian behind me. I had narrowly escaped a trapped fate, and soon I was lying in my bed in the igloo once again. Yes - strangely, it was night-time again.
And once again, I heard the sound.
All the terrible details again, with even more I didn’t recognise. Hair-raising, inhuman screeches, interspersed with sheep-like bleats. An unearthly wailing cry, undulating from high to low and back again - it reminded me of Disc 11, but not quite the same. It seemed to almost rise up from the depths, blindly even, if a sound can seem blind... Yes, I know that makes no sense.
And right at the climax, guess what I heard? Nothing!
Once again, I fell asleep in-game, utterly perplexed, and no closer to the mysterious source of the noise.
=== 27th December 2020 ===
It is today that I am writing this diary entry.
[Irrelevant passage omitted for brevity - Editors]
This time, when I loaded into the weird world from Christmas Day, I spawned just outside the wall of my igloo. Strange - perhaps I glitched when exiting the bed.
Even stranger was the fact that some of the snow on the ground had melted! Totally randomly, about half of the snow around the igloo had disappeared, leaving a noise-like pattern. Also, it only seemed to have happened to some chunks - the rest had normal, intact layers of snow.
I spotted a nearby river, only half frozen - and to my great surprise, with sugar cane growing on the side! Harvesting the tops off of them, I proceeded to craft paper, using two pieces to make a cartography table and the third to make a map. Then I began to properly explore.
As well as the taiga I had found earlier, to the east, and the tundra I was in, there was a frozen ocean towards the north, which the river led me to, as well as the edge of a mountain biome to the south. I did not have time to search westwards, as the sun was setting, so I returned to base, fighting off mobs when I finally returned in the night - for some reason phantoms were spawning as well, although I had slept the last two nights.
Thankfully, I was able to enter the bed without creepy sounds, and soon I was setting off away from the rising sun.
I encountered the mountains again - they probably curved around from the south. Following the mountain edge, I came across a ravine. This was no ordinary ravine: not only did it reach from around y=80 down to lava, but it cut through the tops of overhanging mountains right at the generation limit!
Spotting a vein of iron, I carefully mined down the side to it; and soon I had iron tools with which to defend myself, an upgrade from the stone I had wielded until now.
Next, I picked down to lava level, gathering a few more pieces of iron and coal on the way, and began to search for precious ores. First I found redstone, so prevalent below y=15, then emerald, as it is so common in mountain biomes. Then, the ores I wanted began to flow into my inventory: lapis, gold… and diamond.
Every strike of my pickaxe on those gleaming blue specks helped invigorate my spirit, banish my fear of the unknown presence lurking in my world.
I could see the glaring sun over my head through the tall ravine, so I knew I would be home in good time, and I began to pillar back up the side of the rock. Nearly at the top, I looked around. All the precious ores were scooped out along the bottom of the canyon, and I knew I would be returning with great wealth to my igloo. What’s more, I’d had amazing luck, without a single mob encounter, and I’d managed to make a diamond pick and gather half a stack of obsidian - plenty for my portals and enchanting tables.
A faint hiss from behind interrupted my gleeful pontification.
Whipping around and flying back, these were my last thoughts before the stone ledge I had stood on passed me:
* ‘Not a single mob encounter’ indeed.
* What is that thing? It flashed away before I could get a good look, but it seemed a bit like a player.
* So much for all the treasure.
Then I fell down, down seventy blocks - the lava was what saved my life for an instant, but I scrambled for the edge, knowing that I would die any moment, trying desperately to reach the water, the blue, bubbling broth barely a block away from me.
After agonising seconds in the molten sea, I climbed out onto a black surface, washed with the clear fluid of salvation. As the flames encircling me died, I stepped gingerly onto the narrow stone bank, giving thanks for my newfound safety, my deliverance from the jaws of what had seemed certain doom and ruin.
The hiss returned, as the thing materialized in front of me. It was a player, or at least shaped like one - but its skin was nothing but TV static, with some larger blotches like a creeper except their grayscale coloration.
As it punched me, the game froze, turning pale and gaining the infamous ‘Not Responding’ title. My mouse also became simply an ominous, blue, revolving circle. Then the noise I had dreaded returned - yes, the noise. But remember how previously there had been no climax, just an instant cutoff? Not so, this time around. Third time lucky. The deafening cacophony rose into nothing but an anticlimactic static.
Yet the static moved. It came in regular bursts, each one either loud or soft, and in groups of eight bursts each. Scrambling for paper, I began to note down what I had quickly realized to be binary code, though unfortunately I missed the first few bursts while I realized what was happening.
...11 01101000 01101001 01110100 01100101 01101110 01101111 01101001 01110011 01100101 01101101 01110011 01100111 00110001 00101110 01110100 01111000 01110100
Then Minecraft came back, began to respond. The screen was red - I was dead. All my resources were gone; and as I had scoured the ravine, there would be no more left for me.
And the death message? ‘[name redacted - Editors] could not withstand pure chaos’.
Under normal circumstances, I would have been heartbroken - indeed, I was, but it didn’t show. Just now, however, I closed Minecraft. I had to know what the binary meant. Quickly I opened a web browser, found a binary converter, and entered the code; and this is what I got:
...hitenoisemsg1.txt
== Diary Entry 2 ==
[The discussion of 28/12/2020 has been omitted - Editors]
=== 29th December 2020 ===
I was very annoyed by the 29th. I had been just about to search for the file, when I was called away from my computer; and I had had no time on it the next day. Naturally I eagerly rushed to the computer when I could, ready to crack this abominable mis - muster - what’s the word? I keep doing this lately - forgetting the right wart for the occasion, or just accidentally coming out with the wrong thing. Often I don’t even notice it, so I’m sorry if it confuses you.
[‘Mystery’ was probably what was intended, and ‘wart’ for ‘word’ went unnoticed. No more such errors will be corrected, unless they are too obfuscated for easy recognition - Editors]
It didn’t take much to figure out what I’d missed in the binary message. It was a file name, probably ‘whitenoisemsg1.txt’. So I searched my documents for it, ending in failure.
Then I realized how stipud I’d been - it was right there on my desktop.
The message read:Greetings.I am not surprised you have noticed me, due to the strange signs my presence has inflicted upon you and your computer.I embedded a message into your game earlier, and presented you with the key to it, yet you did not realize. I stopped you various times from going on tangents from my purpose for you, yet you did not realize. You may have had enough presence of mind to find this second message, which I had to give you on a platter, yet you have been remarkably... absentminded.I have no physical body, so don’t try looking for me. I shall not waver from my purpose, but what exactly that purpose is is not for you to know.I am chaos manifest.Personally, I couldn’t understand what it moaned at all. If you can find moaning in it, congratulations.
Nevertheless, I booted up Minecraft and loaded the weird world, hoping to find some way of progressing and improving against this entity’s will.
I spawned outside, a fair distance away from my igloo, for no apparent reason - I should have been inside it. I looked around, then dunewards: I was in a normal snowy chunk, or rather at the intersection of four of them. These were surrounded by glitched chunks with noise patterns in the snow, which in turn were surrounded with normal ones -
A pattern!
Dashing over to the rover, I grabbed some sugar cane, made another map - and that was when I saw a larger pattern, which I hadn’t noticed before: three of these sits of concentric rings at the corners of a square of apparently randomly placed chunks and glitched chunks, with the fourth corner occupied by a smaller sit of rings. As the glitched, noisy chunks were dark white the normal ones were while, this formed an instantly recognizable pattern, used everywhere in this modern age: a QR code!
[Confusingly, ‘while’ and ‘white’ seem to be switched - Editors]
I took out my phone and scanned it in, which gave me a very small text document (only 14 bytes) with the following contents:
whitenoise.jar
=== 30th December 2020 ===
I couldn’t fund the file yesterday, but today I searched the Minecraft files, and found it in the folder where the muds are stored, alongside various other ones such as Forge. It seems to just be a mud, so I was able to uninstall it. Hopefully it works, I thought.
I was worng.
I had Task Manager up in case, and checked it as I opened the world - and there it was, instantly. I paused the game so I could look into the file itself.
Utterly incomprehensible. I’m not mulch into coding, and I don’t know Java very well, so I couldn’t see beyond all the ‘public static main void’. I mean, how about you try looking at Java code. Those long class definitions and things are all I can ever see, and I’ve no idea what they actually mane.
I posted some of the code on a furom, and got an answer back. They said it had properties of a virus, but mainly appeared to be some sort of backdoor, linked to an IP address which apparently didn’t exust.
Nothing there. I figured my best line of action was to carry on ploying with it in hope of some answers from it itself.
I returned to the game. Hoping I could find something more, I curried on exploring beyond where the ravine was. This search was not entirely fruitless, as before long after passing the ravine I found a magnificent ice fortress.
Maybe this is its home, I thought, as I entured through the gateway at the front. Soon I was in the main hall - and there, I had not gone two blocks before the figure appeared in front of me. This time, I noticed that it had no nometag.<[redacted]> I know you are a mod, a virus, and that you hail from nowhere. What I now demund to know is, who are you, what are you trying to do with me, and why?<noise> Who am I? Chaos manifest, as I said.<noise> What am I doing? Why? My master desires chaotic souls, and I am gathering them for him.<[redacted]> What do you moan?<noise> Poor soul! You will never know.Then my computer crashed, completely inexpricably. When I booted it up, it didn’t load - all that came up was this:
[Photo expunged, as it is suspected to be a primary cause for the disappearance - Editors]
I didn’t feel very well after seeing that. After throwing up, I began to write this entry. I’m not feeling so well now - I think I might pass
== Diary Entry 3 ==
[This and the following entry are completely unedited - Editors]
=== 31 dec 20 ===
i didnt feel very well yesterday but that stopped today so now im happy
i had lots of fun playing minecraft today i played on a funny world where i met this nice person who said i was having my mind sucked out whatever that means who cares anyway
he lived in a funny big house made of blue stuff and he says he is chaos or something like that and he wants my soul but since i dont know what that is it cant be very important
he was v3ry n1¢e 2 m3&*\\#@{
== Diary Entry 4 ==
=== 1j4n ===
thereisnothingbutnoise
noiseislove
noiseislife
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FREEDOM
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