The Dark Web

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As expected, Floris quitted his job at the small shop he was working, the reasoning being he wants to be a full time streamer. And no one suspected anything. The only people who knew and were told, knew Fundys love for streaming and posting code videos on the Internet. Fundy was known for coding Minecraft plugins, so it was clear he knew more than just code plugins in a block game. And it is expected he would either try to code a game, or things similar to that. But people, such as fans and friends, don't realize that most of the time, in their favorite youtubers,

there is more than meets the eye.

It was night again. Fundy stayed, looking in front of one of his computer screen. He was gonna do it. He was gonna search it. He thought about this for a long while. Too long. He typed, slowly, losing his own breath, with his own mind and thoughts. Enough thinking. "The Gateway of the Mind". The first link that popped up on the screen was an article, great. He scrolled, and scrolled, and scrolled. Nothing. Huh, not surprising. But Fundy wasn't giving up. He always had a passion for the deepest parts of the internet. And this, adding to his passion for coding he was gonna, at least try,

going deeper, darker.

He installed ExpressVPN a trustworthy VPN, which had a 30 days guaranteed money back, so he can try it risk-free. It was very known for this types of things. And then he installed Tor. Not connecting yet, he set his VPN so his connection is secure. Than, he launched the software and connected to a server. It was as simple as that. After, he chose a server in the Netherlands, for the balance of speed, but most importantly, for security. And lastly, he opens Tor and clicks the "connect" button. Now, he could access the dark web safely, and rest assured that all his activity will be hidden.

But the dark web wasn't Google or Fire Fox. You couldn't just search "LocAL CulTS" no. You had to know exactly what you were looking for. And Fundy knew. He was looking for "The Gateway of the Mind". But there was a long way. At first he opened a site that had a similar name to what he was looking for "The Way to the Mind". He opens to find a web site full of livestreams, with weird names, in dutch. "Hij viel me lastig" ("He was bothering me"), "Ze probeerde te ontsnappen" ("She tried to escape"). They were all live, streaming in his country. He went back to the original page, and clicked on another web by the name of "Camille". A online drug store. All different types. Either powder, or plants.

But Fundy went back again. He wasn't gonna forget the reason he is here in the first place. Clay. He wasn't one of those yanderes created by 14 year olds in 2016. But he hated George with a burning passion. Dream wasn't the only one this was about. He wasn't... right?

Fundy stopped for a bit. Was this the only logical solution ? He could just call George to ask him to let him have just a chance with Clay. But what if he said no, and even told Dream about it ? That was a HUGE no-no. Plus, George ruined his life multiple times. Made him fall into deep stages of sadness, and made his mind think about things no one should think about, by laughing at him, and calling him names he was not. And making his chat call him a furry, as an insult. Which hurt. He wanted them to stop. Even almost started crying on stream. This was enough. Enough proof to realize what he was doing was correct. No, it was fair. He finally scrolled, a long while, and finally found it. He found "The Gateway of the Mind". He clicked the web, with no regrets. There were photos of different liminal spaces, and trauma core-like photos. There were detailed explications of how to join. And he started.

Now, there was no turning back.

He went down in the kitchen and grabbed a knife. And started cutting trough his skin. The symbol you were supposed to cut. And than pored lemon juice and salt on it to make sure, it was staying in place. It hurt, but this was enough. After that, he went back to his pc, and took a photo of it, sending it to the site, with his full name, age and most importantly, location. "Safe" wasn't an option anymore. He was going to do everything in his power, to kill the man, that ruined his life. If he was going to be murdered, then, it was fine. At least he got away with going on an illegal side of the internet. He almost immediately got a message saying : "Very well Floris. You'll get more items and instructions in a box we delivered to your home."

No way he could go back.

He realized it was the time to stream. He opened OBS and Twitch. It was a wonderful stream. He wore a hoodie, and his usual goofy jokes and laughs, were as ever. But when the stream closed, and he raided Tubbo, his expression changed instantly. He went to sleep. He woke up in the middle of the night to his phone, notifying him a package is at his door. He woke up from the bed, and went to the door. There was no one. Just a box. Pretty heavy and that had a note, tied on to it with a red string.

 Pretty heavy and that had a note, tied on to it with a red string

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