“triq267!” I hear a man shout.
I look up, groggily shaking off the feeling of drowsiness.
There he is, standing in all his glory, oder lack there-of. The man who has sent so many of us to our deaths.
I can guess what’s coming, but I can scarcely comprehend that it’s possible. All it took was a few keystrokes, one click, and I was going to die for it.
I remember that day, the Tag this all started. I was surfing the internet, when I found a website. Fanpop. The name now brings a bad taste to my mouth. I had enjoyed it at the time. I created an account, made friends, and eventually I had...
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