The police declined my call and called it a hoax. They said I should see a therapist for real help on this matter. I called the nearest therapist and set up the earliest appointment possible. Night after night my chest would feel heavy. I went to the pharmacy to take some pain relievers. I laid in bed every night trying to avoid going near that computer even if I wanted to play my favorite game because I knew something was wrong with it. I got a call from the therapist and decided to go. I sat in the waiting room holding my head. I waited there for 2 hours, wondering what it all meant, what I should do to dispose of the computer without causing even more damage to myself. The therapist called my name and I followed. We sat and spoke about things that wernt anything to do with the topic I called about. I asked what it meant after having these crazy dreams shortly after seeing that file. The therapist looked at me and took notes. He told me it could just be a stage of paranoia and it will only get worse the more I think about it. He prescribed me medication I never even heard of before. I decided to give it a try. It was night time and I laid in bed once again. I took the pills and stared at the computer. I gave it the bird and rolled to my other side. I closed my eyes and woke up in a dream world of just a black void. it was quiet. The only thing I heard were faint words calling out to me. My body fell to the ground which felt like water. My ears began to ring and my ears and nose began to bleed. I yelled in pain and agony as I looked up to floating skull, the same cute skeleton with a more realistic skull and and a soulless look with only one white pupil starring at me and a X on its forehead as it began to laugh at me. I asked what the hell it was. All I got from it was ;Mutilation is your only option to run away from this madness.; I woke up puking. I felt nauseous as my body struggled to stand. I accidentally mixed the pain relievers with the other pills and took more then I should have. I Chugged down water to hopefully help, I felt miserable. I went back to bed to have a nightmare in the city I live in. There was no one here though. I rubbed my blurry eyes when I see a apparition of the cute little skeleton but all black, sharp fingers with bloody tears and red eyes, black smoke seemingly evaporating into the thin air. All it said before I woke up was ;Having fun yet Conner?; I woke up in my room. The time was 12:08. I got up and wondered why I felt better.
I looked around my room to find a weird trail going to the hallway. I opened my door to see the hallway ten times longer then it was originally. I began to walk down it. the further I walked, more rooms kept generating. I began to run to see bloody signs reading ;Keep running; and ;Dont turn around; I tripped and hit my face on the carpet. I looked up to see a melting apparition with whispers pleading for help. I got up and ran backwards still looking at the apparition. I ran into the last Hiro character I did before I woke up in where ever the hell I was. I woke up screaming after the thing grabbed my throat and punctured my artery. My neck ached and my face hurt.
YOU ARE READING
The Hiro virus
HorrorA man buys an old PC from some shady guy. The computer functions just fine until hes scrolling through his files and finds one named: DO NOT OPEN THIS PLEASE. The man ignores the warning and proceeds to open the file. Its just a file of a cute littl...