AnakKrakatau

It was July 1, 2011. I was on the website ROBLOX.com managing my group, the Mobile Bloxxers. One of my friends sent me a message saying "Hey, I found a really great place. It's a roblox-scale model of the Anak Krakatau volcano. You know, the one that's most active. It's in my favorites, go check it out. It's a bit popular, but you break through the players."
Obediently, I went to the place to see how a person actually managed to make something good in this crappy game. I go to his favorites box, and the thumbnail picture for the volcano looked a bit advanced for a block game like this. I thought it was a mesh or something, and clicked on it. The "Play" button wasn't the average play button, it was replaced by a small, white box that said "enter". This wasn't normal, but I only thought it was an update. Odd. I clicked the button and roblox started up without any notice. The program opened, and it started to tell me how many bricks and connectors there were, they both said were zero for about 2 entire minutes, then they both shot up to about 50000.
As I entered, the game experienced no lag whatsoever and it loaded completely. There were no players even though the website told me that the game had over 100,000 visits. Another player appeared, and it was the creator of the place. I asked him how he managed to make the place load so fast, and there was no answer, even after asking him twice. I took a second to note that the water was actually waving, and it looked realistic, unlike an average roblox game. The volcano was smoking better than roblox' crappy smoke that they added about a year ago. Without warning or any GUIs appearing, the volcano blew, and it looked accurately like Mount Saint Helens' explosion. I let my curiosity get the better of me, and I climbed the volcano. It was about 300 studs away from the spawn point, however, I managed to walk. When I got to the base of the volcano, everything was on fire. The bricks, the trees. This looked real. A cloud of grey ash bellowed down the mountain, and it consumed me. My player was picked up and thrown into it. Slowly, an image of AnakKrakatau appeared. Except, he wasn't your average robloxian. His face was wide open as if he was screaming. His eyes were black voids. I was stuck. The program wouldn't close. I hit the power button on my computer and decided to go to bed, because it was so late.
July 2, 2011- I decided to go back onto roblox and see what happened. Apparently, the message my friend had sent me was gone. Nowhere to be found. The delete feature for messages was gone, so I couldn't have deleted it. It wasn't in my archieves. I looked at AnakKrakatau's profile, and his place was missing. I scrolled down his page and clicked "Places" to find it, and it was replaced with the starting home and car. The visits from the place were gone. 0 visits. 0 favorites. None. Gone. I refreshed the page, and it was replaced with a 404. I tried logging in again, and my account was poisoned. The page was white. Although, my scroller on the right could go down quite a bit. I scrolled down the entire page, and at the bottom, it told me-
"Anak Krakatau has poisoned another idiot! Enjoy being poisoned! до свидания!"
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