Creepypasta: Nightmare Fuel

07: I Wasn't Careful Enough on The Deep Web, Part 2

I Wasn't Careful Enough on The Deep Web, Part 2 by Packathonjohn 

I was extremely rattled by what had happened, the police tried to track down the website but since there was no way for them to recover my history, and I had originally found the sick site by just randomly clicking links, it seemed pretty hopeless to find it. The police told me to change all my information about myself, and to move in with a friend. After changing pretty much all of my information, I decided to move in with my friend David. David was an extremely honest, hardworking person. He never went to parties, slacked off, got drunk/high, he was very dedicated to finishing college.

In fact, he was one of the few kids I knew at the time who wasnt getting on the deep web regularly. I had told him all about my experience with the deep web and thats mostly why he aggreed to let me stay with him. One night, we were both up studying very late, when my phone went off. I looked to see who had texted me, and saw that the person sending the message had no number, just like last time. It read "Check your computer" there was nothing else to it, just one simple instruction. I opened my laptop and when I did, I noticed that I didnt have control of the mouse.

I tried to move it but the mouse had just moved on its own! Someone, had remote access to my computer somehow. I never gave anyone remote access before, I tried a whole bunch of keyboard commands but not a single one worked. I noticed that who ever had control of my laptop, was downloading a software, most likely malware but there was nothing I could do.

I heard my phone go off again and this time, the message said, "Look out your window" I was sitting right by a window, I didn't know which window the guy was referring to so I looked out the one I was sitting by, and saw a man, in the parking lot leaning up against a white van. He had a phone in his hand, and when I looked at him he nodded. My phone went off again. "Type in and hold down shit-alt-f5 at the same time to activate the software" I called in David to my room to show him what was going on. He seemed just as nervous as I was, but with the man just outside our window, we didnt want to anger him. David called the police right away and told me that they would be there soon. I didnt activate the software, and just sat there. Eventually I got another text. "I am comming in if you dont do it right now" I didnt know why he, or the person in control of my computer couldnt do it, but I didnt dare to ask. At the same time though, I was 99% sure this program had malware or spyware or something that would be very harmfull to my computer, to I refused to activate it.

David grabbed a baseball bat just incase the man outside tried to come in. About 5 minutes later, we heard the door knob turning. It was locked, but we then heard banging at the door. We both freaked out and I looked out the window again. Sure enough, the man, and the van were gone. The banging on the door got more and more violent, until eventually, we heard a horrible scratching sound. It lasted a few more minutes, and then we heard footsteps walk down the hall, and eventually fade away. I recived another text. "We will be back"

That really got to me, when the cops arrived, they told me to look at my door. I followed them back out into the hallway and saw engraved in our door, my name... The police began investigating the whole building and they had a 'tech police officer' come in and look at my computer. He began to do scans and investigate the weird software on my laptop. Eventually he managed to close and remove it, and told me that my laptop isnt safe. He said the core files of it have been hacked into/corrupted. We did a complete wipe of my laptop and he looked at my phone as well. Just like last time, he couldn't tell where the messages came from, and told me that they would be sure to keep some cops nearby incase this ever happened again.

The next day, I had just got home from school and was really tired. David wasnt home yet so I went into my room and fell into the bed. I had just begun to close my eyes when I heard a rattling sound in my closet. I lifted my head up, and didnt hear it again, so I went back to sleep. After a few minutes, the closet door swung open. I leaped out of bed, and saw a man with a mask walking over to me. I ran for the door and slammed it behind me. I ran out to the parking lot, started my car, and drove away as fast as I could.

By the time the police arrivved, the man was of course gone, the apartment suprisingly hadnt been wrecked or anything. We didnt even find anything stolen. He didnt seem to do anything at first. This night, two police officers were monitoring everyone who came in/out of the building, in order to catch the man.

I opened my laptop and noticed that my wallpaper had changed. It was just a bunch of trees but it had been changed to a sickening photo of a man with a mask, the same mask that I saw on the man who was in my closet, digging a knife into a baby's eye in what looked like a small cabin. I also noticed that all my aplications and programs were gone, and I saw the same software as last time, right in the middle. I clicked on it, and it had already been installed. Just like last time, it filled the entire screen, and what looked like a livestream was going on. I couldnt exit out, and the livestream was comming from a boy's house. He looked about 13 or 14, and was at his computer.

It didnt take long for me to see that I was watching through his webcam, and he had no idea. I saw a small chat box pop up in the top right of the screen, and in it, someone typed in the box, "Welcome to our livestream, we are glad everyone could be here, thank you John, for being here as well" My eyes got very wide, my name was John, and they were waiting until I was watching to start the livestream.

As I watched, I saw that the closet door behind the poor boy slowly opened, and a man walked out with a toolbox in one hand. He quietly set the toolbox down, and pulled out some duct tape. He went behind the kid, and put the tape over his mouth, and grabbed him tight. The poor kid's face was of total fear, he tried to scream but he couldn't because of the tape, they were making a decent amount of noise, so it told me that the kid must have been home alone.

Major NSFW right here so proceed with caution please...

I tried hard to exit out but I couldnt, I then saw the man take out a screw driver, and drive it into the kid's chest. Blood began to pour out and the kid made an afull wheezing type noise. I saw tears come from his eyes as this sick man began to drive the screw driver deeper and deeper, and then yank it out. The man then took out a hammer, and smashed the kid's hands several times till they were nothing more than a mangled bloody mess. I tried every command i could to exit out but nothing was working. I noticed that in the chat box several people were cheering the man on, and requesting for him to do different things to the boy.

The man then took out a handheld electric saw, press it against the boy's face, and turn it on. The boy screamed with pain as the saw went up into his eye, causing blood to go everywhere and get on the camera a little as well. I started to get tears in my eyes as I couldnt stop it, then, the man took the screw driver, gouged out the kid's eyes, and took out a large knife. He proceeded to slit the boy's throat, and tossed him on the ground. I was sick, I threw up all over the floor and when I looked back, I saw in the chat box, people typing in horrible things like "fap fap fap" or "oh my god, that was so wonderful, thanks so much for doing this" ect. In the box, I saw someone named Culture 045 type into the box. "Thanks for watching John ;)" after that, the program closed on its own, and I was left with the sickening wallpaper. I was sweating, breathing heavy, and feeling sick.

Throughout the entire thing, I didn't realize that my phone had gone off several times. I looked at it, and the most hatefull, mean messages were comming from my friends and family! I asked my mom what was wrong and she texted back. "You sent that sick, disturbing livestream to everyone! I can't believe who you are! The police have been called!"

I felt even more sick than before. Those monsters, had sent that livestream to all my friends somehow, and made it come from me. They had pretty much ruined my life, within a couple minuets. When the police arrived, I told them everything that had happened, and quickly they managed to explain to all my friends and family what had happened.

They really cracked down on finding these people, and a month later, 4 men had been arrested. One was Culture 045, the other was Admin 1, and the two other's were working with them. The site was found and shut down as well, and I got a new laptop and phone.

I could say some horror cliché here and say something like I kept getting texts, or kept hearing weird things ever since, but none of that happened. They were arrested, and I never heard anything further. Its good to know that those men are in jail or perhaps even dead, but what scares me is all the other people watching the livestream, who were there for pleasure, are still out there, and that there is probably thousands of other Culture 045's out there all over the world.

If you ever go on the deep web, make damn sure your as careful as possible...