You wiped the sweat off of you forehead as your fingers dance across the keys entering rows and rows of code to break into the dark net. You were an ammeter at hacking and this internet "fiasco" was beyond you--or at least you thought until one of your long distance friends gave you codes to break in.
You feel your palms to grow sweatier and sweatier as you began to contemplate whether or not these codes actually worked. Hell, even if they did you were surprised your IP address hadn't been detected by the admin of the certain website these codes lead you to. The list seemed to go on and on while you continued to type the binary code.
Relieve slapped you in the face as the screen read, "Success". You sighed in relief and stretched as you had been typing for well over two hours in the same position. You began to question how certain people can stay in the same position for hours while on the internet. You shook your head telling yourself to focus again as the website began to load.
You saw one black game screen that was still loading with a description box below explaining game rules and regulations. The top of the screen consisted of a website search bar, a home button, a "my profile" selection and a log out button. Other than that, everything else was a lot of pornography and pictures of very illegal drugs for sale.
With nothing much to do, you left yourself busy with the description box which read the following:
Welcome to Battle Undead!
We hope you enjoy our game! And thank you for choosing Battle Undead! The rules begin with how to sign up. Simply enter in your phone number along with your IP address and we will let the game begin. Soon you will receive instructions on your phone through text messages and one of the leaders on our leader board will come and fetch you and bring you to our Battle Cave!
Remember that if you refuse to come with us after signing up, we will be forced to go for someone else in your home as we are running low on contestants!
Thank you once again for choosing Battle Undead!
P.S. Snitches. Get. Stitches.
By the time you finished reading, the entire page had loaded and you glanced up at the game box to find yourself jump at a picture of a skeleton covered in fresh blood and guts wearing a one dollar feather scarf with sunglasses and glitter all over it staring straight at you. You growl at it internally for scaring you and shake your head one more time to find two selection below.
You see Viewer and Player. Viewer in white and Player in neon green--your favorite color.
You sigh to yourself and close the laptop thinking to yourself, 'God, I did all that decoding for that?' You brushed the game off a lame game that was just trying to scare the viewer but was really cruddy. Your butt was aching from sitting in a position for so long and your hands were cramped and sweaty. You straightened out your back as you had been slouching and stood up stretching once again.
You had school tomorrow and it was around dinner time; 6 o' clock, you rubbed your eyes and grabbed your iPhone to make your way to your bedroom door.
The day had been grey and you could start to hear a light sprinkle on the window panes, you ran your fingers through your ashy black hair attempting to fix the birds' nest. You let your feet drag on the shag carpet as you made your way to the stairs hearing your younger twin brothers in the other room.
You listened in to hear their faint 8 year old voices through the door making out them playing video games. You spun on your heel towards their door and immediately felt a rug burn on your heel. But that was ok. You creaked the door open slowly as their muffled voices got louder and obnoxious.
YOU ARE READING
Battle Undead
HorrorWhen you find a game on the dark net explaining what seems to be an online dog fight, you are stalked down by the makers of the game to find the game is very real where the undead and living collide.