A FRIEND IN MY COMPUTER [ J1MS COMPUTER

[ PANICc._ ]

[ Nov 16 , 2018 ]

Jim lay on his bed, really really distressed, he could not bring himself outside for fear and paranoia developing inside of him, after the incident. He sat up, sighing heavily , before looking back at that cursed computer. He needed to get [ HELPp.-????? ] or he'd never recover, his mind was like a plane in the middle of turbulence, disoriented. He made his decision, before getting up from the safe , comfortable bed he was so familiar with. Jim walked into the living room, trying to ignore the faded , wine red blood stains near one of his closets, He did not want to remember. He walked near the closets he was also, unfortunately familiar with, the shadows seemed to cling to his skin as he grabbed the handles, his hands shaking. [ creak. ] his eyes slowly opened themselves to look into the [possibly] empty closet, before looking at his red sweater. He swiftly grabbed it and wore it before exiting through his house and going into down town Robloxia.

.

He stared at the grocery shop, and spotted a rather harassed looking person on the front of the store doors, before smiling to himself and approaching Cashier. He heard a grumble from them, something like 'God those girls drive me mad.' before he raised his head to look up at Jim. "Jeez rich guy, you're taller than ever." He remarked with a smirk. Before receiving a punch to the shoulder from Jim. '  I'm not . But i'm richer than you . '  The text to speech voice read the sentence on his phone . ' No , because that's just foul .." Cashier spoke in distraught before he laughed , the simple stare Jim always had on his face turned into a soft smile .  They both heard the familiar sound of  a guy arguing with a player , looking to their left, [ Jim had to turn a bit more as his left had gone completely blind ] , they saw the smartest NPC alive. 

"@PiptheTroublemaker, why are you so obstinate! that is my gun!" Carl tried to yell, which was impossible to do if you had his robotic voice, but he managed quite well. Jim shuddered hearing the word gun, the sunshine didn't seem so warm anymore. "Well I got it first, it is clearly mine!" Came the reply, "Oh so you're just asking for a fight now!" Carl retorted before Cashier came in between them. 'despite being the youngest he's always more mature than any of us..' Jim silently thought as Cashier broke up the fight, with the help of his rather terrifying abilities.

.

Panic.

Jim's colorless , black pupils shrunk in fear, as he spotted a blood red - blackish silhouette flicker through the trees, taking on the form of a [375643756437564] Jim shook his head, trying to get rid of that spitting image from his mind, but that just made him feel even more dizzy. Could the same person come after him again? the day had become quite desaturated in color, the sun had went behind a cloud. ...Was it going to rain? it was a sunny day, that definitely wasn't normal. No one took notice of Jim's ever growing thoughts of paranoia, rather they hadn't even noticed. They did see the clouds. "Son of John, it's gonna rain.." Carl muttered before rain started pouring down on them all, pattering against the pathway which led to the heart of Robloxia. A car sped past them, nearly splashing all of them. Cashier pretty much dragged the two into the store while they argued like little children. / Cashier walked into the check out stand, wondering where Jim had gone when he noticed Jim examining the Hello Kitty section of the store with pure fascination in his eyes. "Just how unpredictable can a person be...?"Cashier sighed to himself before going over to the two arguing Robloxians and slapping them into the toothpaste isle [no way]

.

Jim sank into the familiar softness of his bed , he stared up at the ceiling . He wasn't willing to check the closets again , but if he didn't .. The evergrowing paranoia in his chest would keep him up all night .

So he decided to get up once again to repeat the cycle .