Replay6733.avi

It was any other boring, rainy day. I had just gotten off work and was driving home, thinking of what I could do to pass the time once I got there. In all honesty, I'm a pretty boring guy, haven't had a girlfriend in a while, lost contact with most of my friends after high school. I get up everyday for another day flipping burgers at my shitty mcjob. But whatever, my life isn't awful. I was driving down the road playing with the radio, even though I knew any attempt I made at getting a decent reception was futile. I finally got to a stoplight when I could hear a thumping behind me and what sounded like faint vocals, some asshole with his subwoofers up way too loud no doubt. The beat seemed familiar though, what was that song? Damn it. I know I know this, Kush! That's what it was, that song Dr. Dre released a while back. Then I remembered that guy Carl at work said something about more songs from Dre's last album, Detox, being leaked. Carl was kind of a dumbass, but hell, I had bittorrent and nothing better to do at home. Might as well go and look for it if it's there.
I pulled into my driveway, I heard the typical scrape and felt the bump and as my front bumper smacked into the ground at the steep awkward slope at the beginning of my driveway. I rushed in, jacket pulled over my head, and fumbled for my keys. Damn it. Left them in the car. I ran back to the car and quickly sifted through the garbage and found my keys, guess I dropped them on the floor after turning off the car. I hurried back to the door, unlocked it, and stepped back into my simple little two floor apartment.
I popped a bag of popcorn in the microwave. Damn, I ate a lot of popcorn. There was this cheap generic brand at the local supermarket, and considering money was tight, it made a good cheap snack food, to at least hold me over until whatever gourmet dinner I was having. Pizza rolls, hot dogs, easy mac, you know, the works.
I sat down on the couch facing the kitchen and opened up my laptop. My phone rang in the other room, but I wasn't fast enough to answer it. When I got there, I saw "1 missed call from: Dad". I set it back down, figuring I'd just call him later. Couldn't be anything serious, and if it was, he'd call back. I heard the "ding" of the microwave and went over to it. I tore open the bag and popped the first piece into my mouth.
I settled down with my laptop again, only for it to die as soon as I opened the web browser. I grumbled to myself about the shitty battery life and then tried to remember where I put the charger. I think I left it upstairs in my room. I decided I might as well bring the popcorn and laptop up there; the chair was more comfortable, and I had speakers I could use in case I actually found the Detox album.
Once finally upstairs I got my laptop all started up and opened up Facebook and the pirate bay. I quickly sifted through my newsfeed, then I saw a post from Maddy. I clicked on her profile and went to it. Looks like she just broke up with someone. Maddy was this girl I always loved so much in high school, I never really got over her. I got friendzoned bad and never got out. I used to think about her all the time...oh, who am I kidding, I still do. I almost messaged her, but stopped myself. I need to move on, but that can wait until tomorrow. I'll just browse through her photos. Just once. 
I felt creepy, sort of, but she's fucking gorgeous, really, she has these beautiful brown eyes and this cute curly blonde hair. She's got the sexiest body, too. I remember I could talk to her for hours, about the stupidest shit. She made me so happy. I wish one day I could tell her how I felt, but just like getting over her, that can wait can until tomorrow, right?
I searched "Detox" in the pirate bay search bar. After sifting through all the torrents, and after some googling, I concluded that there was no way I would find this album. It wasn't leaked, Carl's a dumbass. I stayed on the site though, really something is enticing about being able to get whatever you want for free just from a couple clicks. I decided to browse the torrents. I found some good looking ones, but there isn't much I want any more. I downloaded all of it. 
I went into the "other" category of videos just to see what was there. I sifted through page after page. Somewhere in the 30s, I think I found an interesting one. It was only titled 0X1. The weird thing was it had 6732 seeds, no leeches, no comments, no reviews, no description, no nothing. I was curious, to say the least. I pulled my antivirus up just in case so I could run a scan afterwards, knowing full well I could be inviting something awful into my computer, and downloaded the torrent. It was about 1.2 gigs, and I still wasn't sure what I was getting. The next thing was it downloaded extremely fast, just a few seconds, and my computers is extremely slow, a bit odd, but oh well.
I opened the file and found 6733 different folders. This was extremely odd, seeing as that was exactly 1 more seeds than the torrent had. I decided to open one up. All the folders were titled "1", "2", "3","4" and so on. Each file within was simply named "replay1.avi or "replay2.avi" or "replay3.avi", respective to whatever folder it came in. I clicked on folder "5" and then "replay5.avi". This first strange thing was the movie had no fixed time, it kept going up, which I couldn't understand. The movie had been going for a number of hours that would have been years now, and as each second went by, it got a second longer. It wasn't recording, as my computer has no camera. I was baffled. 
The movie started off with a small Asian woman, probably about 20 or 21, sitting at a desk on her computer. She's looking at the screen as if she's watching something. She keeps watching for about an hour. I started checking the volume, but there was none. I kept watching. She seems more and more confused as it goes on, then something weird happens. She flips out. Covering her mouth as if in shock, she looks mortified. She starts crying and frantically slamming the keyboard as if trying to turn the movie off. She eventually just turns around sobbing and hyperventilating. I can't figure out what's going on. 
Then suddenly ten men enter the room, I couldn't see any of their facial features, they all had boots on, Jeans hoodies of various colors, and were wearing something to cover their face and eyes, varying from ski masks to glasses and bandanas. 
They quickly surround her, she looks terrified and confused almost in a state of disbelief. They begin beating her mercilessly. Anybody else would look away but I've seen gore and snuff videos, and this look horrifically real. Eventually one picks up her computer and slams her over the head with it, they brutally beat her and tear her limbs off until the whole room is covered in blood. Her limbs scattered across the floor her face is unrecognizable, you can see bones jutting out from her limbs her skull is mashed into mush little chunks of her brain can be seen protruding from various cracks in her smashed skull. Then quickly and in an orderly manner the men leave the room. The video cuts off.
Then it immediately cuts back to the woman in the exact position she was before she began freaking out. She stands up looks around, extremely confused almost as if she's having a panic attack. I fast forwards as she leaves the room a couple times, about twenty minutes later I see her being dragged on screen by the same men, she's already beaten and bleeding, but this time they hang her in front of her computer after they finish beating her. Then they leave, it cuts off, and she's back again, once again freaking out. 
I fast forward farther in the video getting progressively more nervous and disturbed, the same sequence keeps happening. The things done to the woman also get progressively more sadistic and cruel, sometimes they bring weapons, sometimes they torture her, complete mutilation, one time she is covered in gasoline and burned alive. As this progressed each time it seems as if she is trying to end the cycle, presumably by escaping the building, but each time she is dragged back into view and the sequence continues, eventually she comes back into view with rope and a stool, she hangs herself, the men don't come but she comes back to life, she keeps trying this, but eventually just gives up, then for the rest of the movie I viewed, she sits there, lifeless motionless, and accepting, she allows it to happen. 
She stops crying and screaming, she just acts like a ragdoll. I was mortified. I quickly check the other videos and found they all contain the same thing happening to different people. The worst was a woman who appeared to be with a child, it could only of been maybe 1 or 2 at most. She quickly runs off screen with the child when she witnesses the terrifying part of whatever movie this they are all watching. She comes back frantically trying to shut off the computer. Eventually the men come for her, she screams when one enters the room with her bloody misshapen child, as the men slowly beat her to death with the dead child she screams and cries. What kind of sick twisted fuck would make these movies I thought?
I though it had it be fake. It couldn't be real. No way, you can't actually have that happen, she couldn't have really died like that over and over, it was different every single time. Damn they were good actors, it's as if... she ACTUALLY saw her dead baby and then experienced being beaten by it. Dear god it was sick. So sick.
That's when I heard it. Thumping coming from downstairs. Footsteps, Jesus fucking Christ first these videos and now this, somebodies in my fucking house. I grabbed my phone quick, and dialed 911. No service. I tried logging into Facebook for one quick last post so I could alert anyone to call authorities. I can't log in I can't fucking log in. The footsteps come quickly upstairs straight towards my room I locked the door and hid. It was like they were coming for me, and they knew where I was.
I squeezed inside the closet as quickly and quietly as I could. I heard them, someone, it, whatever it was, banging on door, hard. They wanted in. Really badly. My breathing was speeding up. My heart was pounding, I started counting every individual beat, some sick fear of death made the stupid idea sound like a good one. I couldn't stop thinking, I don't wanna die, why does it come to this? Why me? I'm a normal guy I live a good life I don't hurt anybody. Calm down I won't die, it's a burglary, I don't live in the best part of town, they want my stuff not my life. 
After a snap and a crash the door broke in. I heard what sounded like at least four people enter the room. Shit I thought, don't move don't make a noise. Then the closet door rattled. My palms were sweating I could feel my back sticking to the wall, sweat dripped down my face. I couldn't move to wipe for fear of making a sound. It was the longest second of my life. The door began to open. In a panic I grabbed it frantically trying to pull it closed. Whatever was opening it seemed angered by this it violently jerked the door open. I was ripped to the ground in a blur. All I can see above me is the all white wall and my lights, lighting the covered faces of four figures in hoodies, jeans, boots. Just like the men in the video. No I thought. God no.
This can't be- a boot sharply connects with my face, I feel a sharp pain as the bone in my nose splinters, the boot comes down again and again smashing my face in I can't cry or scream. I can feel warm blood as it fills my mouth with a salty taste each kick smashing my face in breaking my teeth it hurts more each time. Other feet and hands join in one kicking my crotch and that awful nauseous pain travels up through my groin into my abs. 
My ribs ache with each kick. My stomach throbbing I want to throw up. I can only split blood. I can't see or smell now. I try to squirm but each movement is stomped out by the men. I feel like a spider being smashed by a scared middle school girl. I can feel my hands break and splintering. Then one smashes my throat, I gag and taste blood. I can't breath. It hurts, my smashed adams apple throbbing while I gurgle and spit my own blood wheezing for air but receiving nothing. I can't move. The world fades out. I'm kicked and kicked until what I believe is death.
Then I awake, suddenly in front of my computer the wretched videos still playing. No this can't... I can't possibly be. Oh god. These videos, no this can't be real. This has to be a dream. I tried pinching myself pouring water on myself I can't wake up. What kind of hell is this. I remember from the video I have about 20 mins in between coming back and the men returning. I tried breaking windows opening doors using a phone, all useless, nothing opens, nothing breaks, nothing works. I begin sobbing to myself on my couch when suddenly a door opens. The kitchen. I just sobbed "please no." 
The man carried a bat and came with one other man. They beat me and then dragged to my room. Breaking my kneecaps and smashing my skull in. I lose vision in one eye. That snapping pain of my knee breaking. My whole leg is in pain and the splintered mushy crunchy feeling of what used to be my knee disgusts and pains me. It hurts so bad, one man holds me as the other beats my ribs with the bat. I cough blood up each time I can feel my ribs splintering. Then a few hits over the head and I'm back at my computer.
I had one last option. I went into my closet and found and extension cord, tying the best noose I could manage, I went into the other room and tied it to a fan. I grabbed a chair, and figured I had maybe 12 minutes left before they came. I just kicked the chair. I involuntarily flailed my legs wheezing and choking until I slowly began to fade to away. The last thing I can coherently hear is the footsteps coming with great speed this time towards me.
I awoke at my computer again I simply broke down crying. Sobbing. I'll never call my dad back, what could they think happened to me. I wish I could of just called him back heard him one last time even him just telling me now that it's all gonna be okay, even if it isn't. That's all I want. That girl I didn't tell my feelings too. I wish I just could have said I loved her I never will. I'll never leave this. I'm not even dead. I get to exist with this on my soul. I just want to call my dad, I just want to tell Maddy I love her. I want to go to the park and relax. I want to see the world. I want to grow up, get a career and grow old. I want to die. Oh how I want to die. But I get to exist in this forever. 
Now I understand why the videos keep getting longer. It goes forever. That woman had been in this hell for years, they all have. All 6732 of those people suffered this same eternal fate. I'm not alive any more. This isn't life, or death. This is worse it doesn't end. I can't comprehend an eternity of this, let alone endure one. And there's no possible way out, even suicide the one thing I always thought that could end anything. I lost it. That's what that 6733rd folder was for, that was my folder. This is my hell. No crying will end it, and I watched those videos it only gets worse. There's nothing I can do. 
This isn't possible, I can't stop it. I hear the footsteps again. There's many more this time. I've never wanted to die before now. But I really want to die now. And as the door swings open all I know is, I want this to end. I want to die. I want tomorrow. But it's just this. Over and over and over and over and over and over...
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