Probsloms.exe

Many of us know about the tales surrounding Herobrine and Null. We have even heard about Entity 303 and 404. Well, I present to you a new myth...
== DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS HIGHLY DISTURBING AND GOES INTO SPECIFIC DETAIL. You have been warned! ==
=== Sighting 1 ===
What are your opinions on Minecraft Beta? Well, I say Minecraft Beta is basically an old, buggy, and lots-of-glitches version of Minecraft. However, I can't disagree that it brings back all the good memories, because for me it really does.
I have an old server from beta 1.8. And today, I thought, hey, why not play it again with my friend, Mason? 
I called him up and told him the IP address. We met together on the server. Seeing my best buddy on my old server brought back huge waves of nostalgia. I was so happy! We got busy right away. Getting wood, mining iron, and trying to get diamonds to beat the Ender dragon. Everything was all bubbly and chatty and well...until day three.
That was the day Mason was acting sort of...weird. He said that he kept seeing something in the forest. I kept telling him it was probably the side effect of reading too many Minecraft Creepypastas. Mason agreed with me, and maybe I was right. Because nothing really worth mentioning happened throughout the whole day. 
Oh, excuse me, I made a mistake: day three was generally fine. It was day four when I saw that thing...staring at me in the distance, crouching like a cat ready to pounce. That thing was wearing a shirt with a single creepy eye etched on it, like Seek's in Roblox Doors. I quickly pressed the tab key and found no other players except for me and Mason. I looked at it again and....saw that it almost looked like the guy I ended being online pals with in Roblox 2 days ago! 
I instantly bolted back to our base only to see that there were bloody prints of someone's hands on the wall. I turned the base upside down for Mason, but he could not be found. That's when my cell phone rang. Mason! 
Mason: GET OUT OF THERE! NOW!! 
He screamed into the receiver. As if on cue, I felt as if someone, or something, was standing right behind my back...I could hear growling....
A beast with yellowing teeth, menacing claws, and ruby red eyes was snarling, drooling like a rabid animal. I tried to defend myself, but I was gone with one swipe. Behind the red screen, I could see the beast tearing the flesh and bones of my corpse, gleefully devouring it. Blood was spurting everywhere. I squeezed my eyes shut and left the server. I raided the internet for answers about that beast and asked Mason to describe what happened to him, but came to no conclusion.
==== Sighting 2 (Warning!Highly disturbing) ====
Ever since my player got ripped apart to shreds by that creature, I was too terrified to even click on the Minecraft icon anymore. But I couldn't stop wondering: What is that animal thing, if it even is an animal? Where did it come from? Did its appearance have anything to do with the strange player from before?
Finally, I decided to take the risk and search for it again. The infamous Probsloms.exe. That's what the kids at my school began calling my experience, as I was the only kid to actually give solid evidence of the mystery itself. 
I rejoined my server. Obviously, you would've thought the beast was waiting for me, at spawn, to bite my head off and eat my brains, right? Well, not really. The first ten days were so full of tranquility. And this opportunity gave me the chance to prepare myself against Probsloms.exe. 
It's day eleven. I settled on these exact coordinates, 119.817 / 76 / 237.599, under a stone roof. Right at that moment when I'm cooking food, I see that thing sprinting into a cave. Let's call that cave its lair. I chase after it, sword enchanted with knockback two and sharpness five glimmering in hand, ready to fight the beast. I lock my sight on the creature until I stop at a near dead end. Before I realize this is a trap, its knife-like claws slash through my back, some of the whites of the nails protruding out of my stomach. I collapse in a growing puddle of blood. I'm at half a heart. I attempt to hit it, but the blade just slices through the body of that matty furball like it's made out of tofu. It places both paws on my face and slits it open. The eyeballs, lips, everything. The asymmetrical canines of the beast sink into my chest. My world corrupts, smashes, explodes. 
70726f62736c6f6d732e65786520: Bad choice, my friend. :)
===== Sighting 3 =====
After my facial close-up with Probsloms.exe, I swore to myself that I would never look at Minecraft ever again in my life. I'm not so sure if I can even enjoy watching Minecraft YouTube videos now. Life turned back to normal after I quit playing Minecraft. My current obsession is Roblox, a place where everyone gets together. I really enjoy the physical laws of Roblox because the graphics aren't that real, so if anyone dies, it's not that gory. My father tells me that I 'look so immature' playing a game for 'children'. Just when I'm about to chew him out for saying that outrageous comment, he says something that strikes fear in my heart: 
Dad: Why don't you give Minecraft another try Jason? It's a better game then Robucks or whatever! 
Me: First of all, it's ROBLUX, and second, didn't I tell you about the beast thing? 
My father shrugs. 
Dad: It's your call. 
That's when I get an incoming message notice from my G-mail. I click it and see a downloaded file. Oh, and there's a message for me, too. 
???: Try this since your dad is annoying you :) 
The file's name is...ProbMinecraft.exe. I almost drop my laptop when I read that. Wait, I don't remember downloading no file...THEN HOW CAN THAT BE HERE?! What? How? When? 
The file has one gigabyte of storage. 
Me: Weird... Why would something named 'Minecraft' have only one gigabyte of storage?Usually, it has like a few gigabytes. 
Despite my hesitation, I really wanted to find out the mysteries surrounding this file. So I click on the file, and out comes the Minecraft menu screen. Blood drips down the monitor with peculiar screaming figures. I see a familiar character among them. Almost looks like Probsloms.exe, if I do say so myself. I can't decipher the glitched text, but I click the 'singleplayer' button from memory. 
I spawn into a world crammed with trees. The version is Beta 1.9. 
Me: How did-how is this Beta 1.9?! 
I scream internally. I was too shocked to speak. The tools I had were the same utensils I possessed on day four. I try to call Mason, but he doesn't answer his phone. I give up on the contact-my-friend-for-help idea and step closer to the beast standing in front of me... 
Me: Who the heck are you! What do you want from me?
70726f62736c6f6d732e65786520: Hi, Jason Halon!
Me: How the hell do you know my name?!
70726f62736c6f6d732e65786520: I'm your friend remember? :)
Me: No you're not! Leave me alone!
70726f62736c6f6d732e65786520: Nope, sorry Jason. This is your fault. ENTIRELY. YOUR. FAULT. :)
Me: Wait a second... I remember that skin... Are you Probsloms?!
70726f62736c6f6d732e65786520: Indeed I am~!
Me: What do you want?!
His name changes from 70726f62736c6f6d732e65786520 to Probsloms.exe.
Probsloms.exe: I just wanted to be friends....
Me: What are yo-
He leaps in the air and lands on top of me. His breath smells like road kill. Grinning as bright as a star, he sends me a blow to the nose. Before I can even wipe off the blood streaming down my chin, he bares his teeth and tears my eyeballs out of their sockets. He seizes both my knees and starts nipping them off, deliberately chewing real slow through the bones for extra pain. 
That's when the computer screen turns into different shades of red, then turns off. Forever. 
===== Disclaimer =====
THE PROBSLOMS.EXE ACCOUNT BELONGS TO ME ONLY!
Thank you for reading my story. Stay safe. Don't die.
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