ISacrifice

This was not long ago, and I honestly wish it was. When I first received a part-time job stocking shelves at the local grocery store, I was not all too excited. What I didn't enjoy, was my first paycheck.
It was not as much as I hoped, but it was enough for an iPod touch I was looking at at the local pawn shop. It was a 64 GB touch with the camera, which I always thought was neat. What was odd is that is was in near perfect condition, and was not expensive. Hell, it seemed like the shop wanted to get rid of it.
I received my first paycheck, not as much as expected of course, but enough for the touch. I walked into the shop, which was tiny. The iPod was sitting on the shelf, just begging to be taken. At the low price of $150, I decided to buy it.
The shop keeper asked "Are you sure about it, boy?" and I stared at him like he was crazy. "Yeah, I am." I said with a nod. I handed him the money, and he handed me the touch.
I walked to my car and sat down in it. I looked at it, and looked at the back. The back shocked me. It was engraved, with a pentagram. It looked burned onto the iPod more or less, with star and circle burnt into it. I assumed a Satanist must have owned it last. I turned it on, and oddly enough it still had some battery. 
The lock picture was an upside-down cross on fire. I unlocked it, and I was greeted to the home screen. It had a picture of another pentagram as the background. It had only the basic apps, nothing new downloaded. Curiosity got to me and I opened up the camera. Only photos on there were the lock and home screen pictures. Then, I decided to see the videos. There was one on there, and the thumbnail was black. I started the video.
There were three people in this. One was the camera man, one was a man dressed in a black robe wearing a ski mask, and another was a woman. The thing was, the woman was against the wall. She had nails put into her hands, holding her against the wall. She was screaming for mercy. The cloaked man smirked from the mouth hole in his mask. He withdrew a knife from under his robe. He lifted the young woman's shirt up, and begin to cut a crescent inter her stomach.
She cried and cried, but he cut deeper and deeper. Blood poured out of the wound as she screamed. The man stopped cutting, and threw salt into the cut. She cried even louder as she bled. The man took off the mask, to show his creepy, charred face. It looked like he was burned on his face, bad. He smiled and stuck out his tongue, which was forked, and pierced. The video ended. I didn't want to explore the iPod anymore, as I ran back into the store. I tried to return it, but the clerk refused. He told me he doesn't want anyone else to watch this morbid device.
He also told me that no matter what anyone did, it would never be restored to factory settings.
I decided to just take the iPod, and threw it onto the highway. Cars ran over it and it would not break. Horrified, I just walked away. As I went home and to my room, the iPod was laying on my bed. I turned it on, and the lock screen changed to a sentence written in blood, saying "We need a sacrifice".
I never turned it on again, and it just sits there on my desk. I don't know what will happen, but all I know is, I own the devil's iPod.
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