EntityGang

EntityGang: Remastered
It started innocently enough—a quiet weekend evening. Sam and his big brother James were sitting at their shared computer, ready to explore the Minecraft server Sam had set up just for them. Sam was excited, practically bouncing in his seat.
"Are you ready to see what I built?" Sam asked, his face lighting up with anticipation.
"Yeah, let’s check it out," James said with a grin, clicking to join the server.
The familiar world began to load, and for a moment, everything was normal. Then, out of nowhere, a third player joined the server—a name neither of them recognized: Glitch3665.
James frowned, leaning in closer to the screen. "Who's that? Did you invite someone?"
Sam shook his head. "No, it’s just supposed to be us. I don't even know who that is."
Before James could react, something even stranger happened. A totem appeared right in front of them—a twisted, unsettling figure neither of them had ever seen in Minecraft before. It floated there, as if watching them.
"Did you build that?" James asked, his voice laced with concern.
"No," Sam whispered, his eyes wide. "I didn’t."
Suddenly, both of their screens went black.
"Uh… what the heck?" James muttered, his fingers tapping the keyboard in frustration. "It just crashed…"
Then it happened—the dreaded Blue Screen of Death. Both boys stared at the message that replaced their game:
"Your PC ran into a problem and needs to restart. We've detected a critical system file corruption."
Stop code: SYSTEM_SERVICE_EXCEPTION
What failed: glitch.EXE
"This file contains a virus and has corrupted several core functions. The following file is missing or corrupt: C:\Windows\System32\drivers."
"What the—" James sat up, alarmed. "What did you do, Sam?"
"I didn't do anything!" Sam protested. "It was that guy, Glitch!"
James rubbed his forehead, trying to make sense of it. "Great, now the computer’s crashed."
After a tense few minutes, the PC finally restarted. Despite James’ warnings, Sam reopened the server. He was determined to figure out what was going on.
As they tried to re-enter the game, both screens flickered for a moment. The world was no longer what they had seen before. The vibrant world Sam had built was now dark, twisted, and glitchy. Despite the fear creeping into their hearts, the brothers continued.
"Sam, are you sure we should be doing this?" James asked.
"I have to see what's happening," Sam replied, his curiosity outweighing his fear.
When they finally logged in, they found themselves standing in the middle of an eerie, abandoned landscape. Standing in front of them were three scary-looking players, their skins almost normal—except for the subtle, unnerving glitches running across them.
The entities just stood there, watching Sam and James in silence. Their eyes glowed faintly, as if waiting for something.
"Who are they?" Sam whispered.
"I don't know," James muttered. "But we should log out… this doesn’t feel right."
Before they could act, one of the entities took a step forward, its movements stiff, glitchy.
[Entity1]: Wait a little longer.
Another stepped forward, its eyes flickering with static:
[Entity2]: He’s coming.
The third entity, its voice even more distorted, typed in the chat:
[Entity3]: Glitch3665 is almost here.
As they tried to leave, the game froze, and then Glitch3665 appeared. His skin was more corrupted than the others, his body barely holding together, glitching in and out of existence.
[Glitch3665]: You’re too late.
The Minecraft world vanished, replaced by glitchy text. The boys’ laptops were overheating, freezing, restarting.
"James, my laptop's freaking out!" Sam said, his voice trembling.
"It’s trying to crash everything," James said, his hands shaking as he tried to shut it down. But before they could react, a new message appeared:
[Glitch3665]: The server’s not just on your computer. It’s inside your hardware.
Suddenly, the Raspberry Pi 4B+ they were using to run the server started to make strange, whirring noises. The lights blinked wildly, and then—without warning—it exploded.
The small device burst apart with a loud pop, sending pieces of metal and plastic flying. One shard, a jagged piece of the Pi's core, shot directly into James's temple.
"James!" Sam screamed as his brother collapsed onto the floor.
But James wasn’t responding. His body twitched violently, his eyes flickering between normal and glowing bright red. The smell of something rotting filled the air—like a corpse decaying in front of them. His skin began to pale, and his head jerked uncontrollably, like he was fighting something inside.
"James?" Sam whispered, his voice shaking with terror.
James turned to face him, but it wasn’t really him anymore. His face twitched, his eyes glowing brighter, and a twisted smile crept across his face.
Suddenly, the voice of Glitch3665 came through James’s mouth, distorted and inhuman:
"I control this now."
Sam stumbled backward, his heart racing as he watched his brother—no longer James, but something else—stand up, his movements robotic, his body still twitching.
"J-James, stop!" Sam cried, tears streaming down his face. "Please!"
But it was too late. James—or whatever was controlling him now—moved closer, his red eyes unblinking, a dark, menacing energy surrounding him.
Then, James lunged.
Sam screamed, trying to scramble away, but James’s movements were too fast, too precise. He grabbed Sam by the throat, lifting him off the ground with unnatural strength. Sam’s eyes widened in fear, his body thrashing as he struggled to breathe.
"No, James—stop!" Sam choked, his voice breaking.
But there was no mercy left in James. Glitch3665 had taken full control, and there was nothing of James left in his glowing red eyes.
With a final, sickening twist, James—no, Glitch3665—snapped Sam's neck. Sam’s body crumpled to the floor, lifeless.
James stood there, twitching, his smile twisted and monstrous. Then, in a final, mocking gesture, Glitch3665 typed in the Minecraft chat:
[Glitch3665]: He’s one of us now.
As Sam’s screen flickered to life one last time, he saw the final, chilling sight. The third entity, Entity3, had changed. Its skin was no longer glitchy and distorted. It now wore Sam’s skin—his player avatar.
The server’s description glitched again, rapidly flickering between letters and symbols, before settling on a final message:
"WELCOME TO THE ENTITYGANG'S SERVER: DIGITAL HELL."