Someone in Black

"Okay, okay, baby, I'll get it for you," Wendy said over her cell phone. "Okay, bye, love you."
She hung up, irritated at her boyfriend, Clint. He was making her get songs again for his iPod. Why couldn't he do it himself?
Yeah, yeah, she knows. She knows he's busy with his band thing, so, well, whatever. She'll do it for him.
Cause she loves him.
Beep!
Her phone rang again. Clint sent a text message.
"Could you also include the song I Do Hate You? Haha, thanks."
She didn't know the song and who the artist was, but she summed it up as another emo song. She sighed. He promised that Fallout Boy and Boys Like Girls were the last on his download list. She thought they were terrible, but she accepted them.
Why did the metal rocker she loved transform into an emo boy?
Eh, she didn't have much of a choice. She loves that jerk, and he's not that bad. He's never lied to her, never hurt her.
Oh, well. She turned on her laptop and went straight to the internet.
She went to her favorite download site. What would she get first? 3 Doors Down or Maroon 5? Or maybe the Weezers song, Buddy Holly.
She thought about I Do Hate You and started with it.
She typed the title into the search box and only one result was shown.
I DO HATE YOU (Greatest emo song)
There was no artist.
Wendy rolled her eyes. She clicked the link and the waiting time appeared.
"300 seconds?" she scowled.
The waiting time expired and the direct download link appeared.
Here goes, the thought, clicking the link.
Suddenly, all her open windows suddenly closed. A video appeared.
There was a girl in the video. She was using her webcam to record the video.
"What the F- damn! Curse you, Clint!" Wendy said angrily. It's a virus, she thought. "You destroyed my baby!"
She glared angrily at the girl in the video. The girl looked scared.
"You bitch!" Wendy said.
The girl began crying. "Help me, please. Help me!"
Wendy tried to close the video, but her track pad was unresponsive. She tried to get Task Manager open, but it wouldn't heed either.
"Help!" the girl screamed frantically. Wendy became curious. After a few more seconds showing nothing but the girl crying, a man appeared in the video. He was standing behind the girl. Wendy couldn't see his face, it was above the camera. All she could see was that he was fully dressed in black.
The girl became terrified.
The hair on the back of Wendy's neck stood up on end. She got goosebumps.
The figure in black took out a knife. He placed it on the girl's throat.
"Please, no. Please don't do this. Please, I'm begging you! No, please!" the girl cried. It was the last thing Wendy heard the girl say clearly. The man began cutting her throat. She gagged.
Wendy felt like she would throw up.
"Fuck! This is disgusting!" she pressed the power button on her laptop, but it wouldn't respond. "The fuck?"
The man continued slicing through the girl's neck. The girl's eyes were frozen on Wendy. Was she still alive? The girl's eyes moved rapidly. She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. Only blood. The man continued cutting, even through the bone.
And for some strange reason, Wendy couldn't move. She was frozen in fear watching the video. She man reached the back of the girl's neck. He never stopped cutting. Seconds passed and she was decapitated. The man held up the girl's head by the hair.
The disembodied head looked as if it was still alive.
The video ended. Her laptop shut down by itself.
Wendy stared at the blank screen for a long time. She didn't know what to do.
She knew she couldn't go to sleep after that.
Neither could the laptop.
It turned on by itself again and another video played.
She was looking at a girl's face. She knew that face.
It's hers.
Her webcam was turned on and taking a video of her. She couldn't move.
A man in black appeared behind her.
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