Alright, so, I'm beginning this blog. I'll be updating this quite a bit. Today, when playing Minecraft on a private server with a few of my friends, Rob and Toby. Nobody knew the I.P. but us and a couple of our other friends who weren't playing right now (Keith, Jerry, and Mary). We were playing around building statues, buildings, and other stuff like that when a player joined the game. This player was called M1NDTR1CKS. They had a skin like a plague doctor, so I think that's what is what it was supposed to be. Originally, what I thought, is that it was some guy who was guessing random I.P.s and just stumbled across this server. I'm not sure if it was this or something else yet, but I'm betting that soon I'll figure it out. So, after a minute of wondering who this guy was, he eventually started talking:
Soundproof (Rob): Hi... Who are you?
M1NDTR1CKS: Information about me is not important at the time being. I am here to observe you. Go about with your business.
ChickenRamen (Toby): Umm ok...
From then on, this player just stood in the same spot at the world spawn. We all took short glances at him, feeling a bit awkward as he stared at us occasionally to move his head when we move from a different spot. I called Toby and Rob and we started talking about M1NDTR1CKS when suddenly somebody somehow butted into the conversation. Then a dreaded thing happened...
"Are you talking about me?"
A low monotonous spouted that singular sentence and was completely quiet the entire time after that. The username for this person was "?????" and he started chatting as well. He said random strings of letters and numbers that weren't decipherable because none of us are good at ciphers. Anyways, that's all that has really happened, so I'll write more on this blog soon. Entry two will come soon once I get more info on this guy. This has been ElliotTheElf, signing off.
Hey! It's me again, Elliot. I've got some more umm... "info" on this guy, M1NDTR1CKS. We did a new Skype call, but this time with Keith, Jerry, and Mary. We were talking about more ideas when the same person came into the call somehow. He started talking about sensitive and politically incorrect topics like rape and sexism. Jerry and Keith left after five minutes of the person's rambling. He talked for a total of 11 and a half minutes until he started chatting with the random letters and numbers. Eventually, my computer blue-screened for no reason and restarted. After I logged on, I got a Skype call from ?????. In the low voice it had, it demanded I play Minecraft. I started playing on Singleplayer and I heard a lightning strike in sync with the message indicating M1NDTR1CKS started playing on the world. I'm actually writing this as it happens, so I'll get back to you guys. Bye.
Do you think bad people can change?
Let me rephrase...
Do you think the worst people to scour the world can change?
The correct answer is no.
We try and try...
We may seem like we change.
But we don't.
I gave up trying a long time ago.
Because after I while, I realized something.
I realized that I couldn't change.
And you know what?
I didn't regret it.
I didn't regret it until I met a man.
This man's name was God.
In a dream, I met him.
He told me I sinned.
He told me I will burn in Hell.
That's when I started regretting.
Because all of the people I murdered and raped...
They all were innocent.
They didn't deserve it.
And it was all because of my pleasures.
My sick pleasures.
And now, I will pay the price.
But until then,
I shall still be present.
This frickin' guy is posting on my blog, that no one else can edit. How does he do that? Eh, I won't question it. So I think I might've figured out who this guy was, but I'm not sure yet. I got another Skype call from him and he told me to go outside. I walked out of my apartment, went outside, and looked at the wall the building was facing. Spraypainted on that wall was this:
"ELLIOT, YOU DON'T HAVE LONG"
Shit. This guy knows where I live and who I am, which I guess is easy because my Minecraft User is "ElliotTheElf", but how could this guy know where I lived?
Just then, I got a text message from a blocked number. It showed a picture.
What the heck...
It was of me just then. This stalker took a picture of me probably hiding in a protest by the local butcher shop. I ran inside and locked my door, fumbling with the lock trying to shut the door from intruders. I looked on my desk, and saw a note, seemingly written in a cyan ballpoint pen.
"Elliot, I'm inside..."
This may be my final entry, since I have no idea where he is, but I'm hearing heavy breathing from the room next to mine, so he might be in my neighbor's room.
Entry Four: FINAL ENTRY
It just started thundering, and it's just now starting to rain. Oh God, there is somebody outside looking at my window...
He's got a plague doctor mask on.
The beak, he's walking in the door now. I'm starting to see Red and Blue flashing lights coming from the fog, their horns blaring almost completely deafening the loud rain. I'm starting to hear stomping in the hallway, closer and closer. I'm grabbing my Karambit I bought on Amazon...
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o hehe-he-he-hehe-h-h-heh heh
he's tied up but unharmed
I'm waiting for them to show up
I know they are coming for me
oh look, they are here
Entry Five: OKAY, THIS IS THE FINAL ENTRY
He tied me up, that sicko. What a maniac. I heard he's getting executed. Wow, a wanted criminal using Minecraft to stalk people. I'm glad I'm not dead.
I don't think I'm quite safe, yet.
Maybe I'll install security cameras. :P
Anyways, this has been ElliotTheElf, signing off for a final time.