Matt checked through the comments section of his latest video, finding a large variety of the same comments.
"Do Welcome To The Game!"
"Do a theory on Welcome To The Game!"
"Your voice sounds stupid!"
"Can you do a theory on Welcome To The Game? thx."Matt rested his elbows on the table. This should be fun. A theory on the deep Web. But which of the game's creepy sites were worthy of a theory? The Dollmaker was certainly creepy, but it would be fun to price compare all the drug and gun sites.
"The things this channel has made me start thinking..." He joked to himself.
"Like what?" Said a voice behind him.
He turned around to see his wife, Stephanie. "Just thinking, we don't do much together anymore. want to compare drug prices?"
"Oh, I already did that today." She joked. "But I can help you with research again."
"I know... but the problem is that there's so much to this game, there's all the sites, the red room, the kidnapper, where do I even start at this?"
Stephanie took a sip of tea, that she most likely stole. "How about you talk to Jason? He knows about computers, right?"
"Oh, good idea! He can probably help! Thanks, Steph." Matt went into the living room and picked up his cell phone. But to his surprise, when he called Jason, there was no answer.
"Huh. That's strange." He tried again, just in case something happened. This time, Jason responded.
"Sorry Matt, I was busy. Didn't get to the phone in time. What you need? Did I leave something there?" He asked.
"No, no you didn't. Look, I know you just got back from scary games Friday, but Steph thought I should ask you about something for a theory." Matt started.
"Sure. Hit me."
"Do you know anything about the real deep Web?" Matt asked. He held his breath, waiting for an answer. But nothing came. Just silence. "Jason?" Silence. "Jason?" What was going on? He thought he could hear Jason's heavy breath. He sounded nervous. Why wasn't he talking?
Suddenly, Matt heard Jason again. "I think he's gone." He sighed, relived.
"Jason! What happened!?" Matt yelled into the phone. But Jason didn't answer. All he said was, "Oh No."
Matt heard a crash through the window, followed by a man saying "bonum vesperam." The last thing Matt heard before bring cut off was a desperate cry for help.
Matt dropped the phone in shock. "Steph! Call the police!"
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Stay Silent
FanfictionWhen a close friend is kidnapped, youtuber Matthew Patrick and his wife Stephanie decide to search the deep web for a clue to find their friend. With the help of their friend Nate Smith, will they be able to avoid hackers, horrors, and the kidnapper...