Just A Glitch:Ben Drowned

Chapter 7: Terrible Fate

our eyes snap open, your breathing is rapid, a drop of sweat slides down your forehead.

“I-It was j-just a n-nightmare?” You ask yourself. You take deep breath in attempt to calm yourself down, removing the cold covers from your body and standing up. You rub your arms since you were cold as you walk towards the window, it was raining in the Big Apple.

"Typical horror movie weather…" You thought. As you kept staring out the window, a shadow rushed past you. You turn your head towards it, only to find darkness consuming your bedroom. Your television suddenly turns to static.

"That's strange, it was never on..." You walk over to it, reaching for the off button. As you attempted to press it, a wet hand tries grasping yours. You tumble back, only to see that both things where part of your imagination. But to make sure, you unplug your television.

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You sat in your bed covered in blankets, your laptop was next to you. You had Mr. Walsh’s computer, but it was just freaking you out. Cleverbot’s trying to contact you again.

“You’ve met with a terrible fate, haven’t you, _____?” Whispers a low voice. You try ignoring it, but it’s difficult not to pay attention while a shadow stands in the corner of the room, hugging the wall.

“W-What?” You mutter. You squint your eyes, trying to make a figure out of the shadow. Having enough, you exit your bedroom. Closing your bedroom door, you come across your dark hallway.

“Oh, I hate this…” You say to no one in particular. You walk cautiously through it, careful not to bump into something. You successfully make it into the kitchen, grabbing a snack and sitting down on the couch.

You remember the figure from somewhere, it’s at the tip of your tongue.

You hear a loud beep coming from your computer, "Mr. Walsh’s computer…" You walk back to your room quickly, but before you enter, you check to see if the shadow is still there. "It's gone?" You whisper to yourself. Locking the door, you sit down on your desk chair.

Cleverbot: Having fun?

You: What are you talking about?

Cleverbot: Unplugging your television won’t stop me, _____. "How does it know…"

You: How do you know I unplugged it? Who are you?

Cleverbot: You’ll know soon, dear. Be patient.

You: Leave me alone! It’s not funny!

Cleverbot: But to me it is.

You: You’re sick. You’re a f**king stalker!

Cleverbot: You shouldn't have said that…

You: Stop saying those words! Is that your motto or something?!

A loud bang was heard in the living-room. You slowly walk outside your room, deciding to check it out. When you enter the living-room, the television was blasted, cables and cords hung from the ceiling and all your furniture was gone. "How are mom and dad still sleeping through this?"

“They’re not.” A thud was heard behind you. Your eyes widen, you slowly turn around to face the possibly unconscious body’s of your parents.

“M-Mom? D-Dad…?” You try shaking them awake, but they remain asleep. “P-Please tell m-me you’re n-not dead!” You say in between sobs, “W-What’s going o-on?!” You hear a muffled beeping...

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“Sweetie? Sweetie, wake up.” Your mom softly shakes you awake. You open your eyes once again, they come across a white room. “M-Mom, where a-am I?” You ask. Your mom gives you a warm smile, “In the hospital. You were unconscious for a long time.” Your mother whispers to you. “You’re alright now…” You bury your face in your mom’s chest, "Something’s not right…"