A Vengeful Stray Program

== Disclaimer ==
Hello, this is Starfall here. This is my second pasta so far, and I’m still trying to make my stories better every time. So if you have any feedback you’d like to give, please feel free to comment down below or visit my message wall. And please do not edit the main story of this page. Thanks! 
Also, this isn’t a true story and is still not complete. This is the sequel of another pasta that I wrote called “A Stray Program” so if you want things to make sense here, go visit that page.
== The Sunday Afternoon ==
So I recently heard that my friend who’d been playing Minecraft was sent to the hospital cause he passed out for some random reason. Maybe he was playing for way too long or whatever, but I’m just glad he’s okay, according to my other friend who went to the hospital to check on him. About Dave though… I still miss him, even though it’s been seven years since the incident. I obviously know something isn’t right here, ‘cause I know a random dude doesn’t go missing every day after they play a pixel block game. 
By the way, a couple of days after the incident, my friend told me exactly what happened during the incident. I’m not a believer in any of this Minecraft entity or whatever crap so naturally I would just put the whole thing aside. Just be thankful that they’re all still alive.
So I was on my couch, bored and all, so I decided to go to my PC to play some Minecraft. I made a new creative world on a infinite world cause I figured that since I was not the best Minecraft player in town I’d just look into the cool mechanics of this game, plus, I heard that a new update was recently released called the Caves and Cliffs. After exploring my world for about forty-five minutes and making some builds…
Something that I thought was not even in the realm of existence changed my life for the rest of it’s duration.
== Return Back Here, Creature ==
I found a woodland mansion at a dark oak forest so I decided to go inside to see what kind of loot they had. Something really weird happened the second I entered the mansion because when I stepped foot inside, all the mobs, and I mean ALL OF THEM, disappeared. I thought this was some random glitch, but I thought back to what my friend told me about his experience on his world… 
“You know, this only happens at nighttime which is a mystery of itself, but the thing is every time that creature shows up all the mobs just like despawn around you. It’s real strange, man. And it didn’t happen only once to me.”
Yes, it was nighttime in the Minecraft world, but so far I didn’t see any entity or anything out of the ordinary except this. So why would those two be related… Okay, hold that thought. I thought I just saw some pitch black player with lime corrupt pixels all over… nah, it can’t be… but part of me was convinced that something was occurring in my world that was not controlled by me. 
I tried calling my friend in hopes of getting advice but the phone line won’t connect which is also strange since the WiFi was supposed to be doing okay. I tried texting him, but the messages won’t send. I also remember him telling me to log off immediately after I see this, well, whatever the hell it is. Out of curiosity though I didn’t. I was more than determined to pursue the mystery of this entity and figure out once and for all why this thing was haunting us of all the players ever. And this time, I knew it couldn’t hurt me cause I was in creative mode…
I was immediately swapped into survival mode. It was one hundred percent NOT my doing, I mean, what kind of idiot would leave the safety of creative mode when there’s a stray program on your world threatening to fry your computer?? Now I was completely convinced there was something in work that was not me. I walked around the halls of the mansion to try to find that thing. I was aimlessly walking around hall after hall of eerie emptiness. Bang! Suddenly, I could see the weather had been changed to storming when I was walking around. The thunder crackled and the rain pounded on the blocks outside. It was overlapped by a very real sound of rain dropping from the sky. Very strange…
I looked outside as I turned around in my seat to face the windows, my computer still on. The raindrops covered the glass as the endless gloomy sky glowed with the occasional lightning strike ready to rage and hit the ground. I was stunned. The in-game weather matched the weather here in real life. How does it know? 
At this point, I knew I had to exit out of Minecraft. I tried quitting the game in every way possible but to no avail. Regret washed over me as realization struck me that I was stuck. My phone won’t work, can’t message anyone, can’t quit Minecraft or shut the computer down. The only thing I could do was helplessly wait in the world to see what this thing does. 
== A Vengeful Killer Program ==
I looked around the mansion one last time as I knew walking around any longer wasn’t going to do anything except deplete my hunger bar. Finally, I found a piece of paper dropped on the ground in front of me so I instinctively picked it up. If was named: “Look up, friend.” So I looked up to the roof of the mansion only to see the exact same entity stare right down at me in a corrupted skin. The second our eyes met (or more rather heads since that thing didn’t have any eyes to start with), it may have been a coincidence, but the electricity in my house went off. This rarely happens ever here and the sudden darkening of my room was enough to make the chills run down my spine. Now, I couldn’t help but feel terrified of what can happen next.
I looked back at my computer screen, expecting for it to be off due to the power failing, but sure enough it was still on. The thing was still staring down at me, as if it owned this world rather than me. I typed in the chat: 
<[PenguinLender483 (my username. I know its kinda lame)]> What is your problem?? Why the hell do you keep coming back???
I thought it wouldn’t respond because I knew it was some random program. I don’t think anyone in this world would be stupid enough to go through the trouble of writing binary to troll somebody. But surprisingly, it responded, not even through Minecraft chat. And this time, it didn’t even speak through binary! What. Is. Going. On???
It started speaking through the game sounds… or so I thought. It didn’t have a voice, but a voice arose anyhow, as if it was speaking directly into my mind. I could tell because even when I took my headphones off, I could still hear it.
”Look, friend. I know your friend has shared my existence as a factual thing with you. And you are obviously a person full of doubt of mystical beings and legends, urban or not. But here I am, right in front of you. I have taken your other friend that you have lost seven years ago and I am here to give him back. I am guessing that his sudden absence has alarmed you. And I am sure that you could be a great next victim.”
I was shocked and stunned (in that order). Frankly speaking, I think no one has ever experienced something like this ever in their lives, and I didn’t know how it was doing this as a program, but I was too surprised to even start typing a response. It spoke more.
”Coming to visit, (my real name).”
This pushed my shock to an even farther point. Just as I started to hear footsteps strangely close to the house outside, the windows started to spam “SYSTEM OVERLOAD - Failing!” but I couldn’t just sit there any longer because a split second later my front door started to slam. Loudly. What was it here for now?
== The Visit ==
I knew that the moment I opened that door, I was potentially going to become another victim of this corrupt program. Besides, I was wondering how in the world did it know where I lived and more. But why, of all the people, does it want us? It didn’t mention the ‘them’ that it kept questioning before. Maybe it’ll come up later? More than that, how does this program, quite possibly lacking in physical form, communicate directly with my mind via telepathy? I was more confused, scared and shocked than I ever thought I’d be. 
The thing spoke up again. still not aloud, though. “You’re asking too much questions, friend. There’s a limit to what you humans can know. Open the door or else.” This proved yet another thing. It can read my mind as well. Of course. I didn’t want to go missing like Dave did, and I figured the hourglass to my death was already pouring it’s sand from the first chamber to the second. I slowly stood up from my desk, sweating and paced over to the door. I held the handle with more grip than I needed to and opened the door.
What I thought would be the worst of everything was quite the opposite in terms of looks. It was Dave, my old friend. He looked right back at me in a manner that was pretty unsettling. He looked just like Dave, but something about him was different. In fact, very different. It feels as though he wasn’t… himself. Like a jigsaw puzzle that just won’t fit into the others, he felt like part of him was tinkered in a way. When he spoke, it proved my assumption right. 
“Hello, friend. You may not be my original victim but you may not be the last. Well, we finally meet. I’m guessing you know who I am, because we were just talking… but it’s just that we’ve never met before. Well, since they are somehow gone, I was thinking about rebuilding a new ‘them’. Because like why not, and it would be a whole bunch of fun!” 
He laughed maniacally and pulled a bloody knife from his back and was about to stab me… but not quite. I was really really angry if I can tell you that. Cause now I finally know what truly happened to my friend. Possessed by a uncontrollably strong program that becomes sentient when it possesses. I returned him cold stare that he gave me before and somehow I wasn’t as scared. Strangely, he stopped midair as his eyes went blank as though the soul had been sucked right out of him. Then he dropped right to the ground as lifeless as ever. I was still shocked. But just when that happened, all the lights and electricity started flowing again. 
== The Aftermath (Which We All Hope Would Be The Last) ==
I tried to go back into the now operating house to call the police but when I moved I got a massive headache that forced me to collapse on my porch. 
Apparently, thanks to my neighbor Larry who just happened to be coming home from a day of shopping saw me and Dave down on the porch right there. He immediately called the ambulance and police since he knew that this was the same Dave that had been reported as missing seven years ago. The police marked him as ‘found’ after they retrieved his body and since a girl who was playing on the lawn saw him carrying a knife the police medically treated him under strict security in the custody of some other officers. 
Meanwhile, I was sent to another hospital and apparently some random shortage in my brain made me fall down right at the door but the doctors never got to explain how and why that happened. Nothing was supposed to be wrong with me. Again, same way that my friend who encountered this program fainted.
So here I am, at the hospital with most my friends (except Dave) here. My neighbor caught me up on all that. Thanks, man.
Also, my computer was completely fried. Despite anyone’s best efforts to recover the system, the PC will just not turn on. So I guess I’m gonna have to buy a new one. That won’t be good.
After these series of incidents relating to this computer virus, the police decided to investigate further but still keeping the case under wraps so the public will not know of it. But after I was the assumed final victim, any trace of this stray program was not reported, seen or heard from again.
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