Ņ̷̷a҉T̢́͞á͜͞S

“Ņ̷̷a҉T̢́͞á͜͞S” by The Megalovaniac

(A/N: I want to give credit to my friend Kyle, A.K.A likeablock415 for giving me the idea to write this story!)

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It was summer time for me, and there was one word to describe what my summer would be like: ROBLOX. Well, what can I say? I'm pretty obsessed with the game, after all. After school on the last day, I rushed home and practically flung open my laptop.

I've always been interested in the horror and murder type games on ROBLOX, so the first game I went into was The Mad Murderer. Anxious, I waited for the game to load up.

Something was... off, though. Usually the game servers are full, but for some reason there were only two people in the server. The first one being me, and the second one being some guy named Natas. So it wasn't awkward, I complimented the guy's username and he simply responded "ҭђᾄᾗќṩ" in strange lettering.

Since there were only two of us and we couldn't actually play without at least 4 people, I went into the VIP room to collect credits while me and Natas waited for more people to join the game.

While I was jumping up and collecting credits as usually, I noticed the “VIP MODE” sign was different. Instead of VIP, it said SATAN, making the sign say “SATAN MODE.”

“Did you see the Easter egg in the VIP room?” I asked Natas, trying to break the ice. No response, oh well. Thinking it was just some new Easter egg that Loleris put into the newer servers, I switched it to say “ON.”

Immediately afterward, I regretted doing that greatly. To my surprise, I was teleported into a new game called “LL3H NaTaN'S̶̸̢̡̕ .” I wondered if it would be scary, and since I liked horror games, I was hoping for it to be scary.

When I joined in, it was just the regular Mad Games loading screen. Except this time, instead of the usually funny TF2 phrase that plays, whenever Loleris got shot... he just screamed. No joke, it was a scream that made even me, horror game lover extraordinaire, squirm in my seat.

After that strange little cut-scene ended (thankfully), I was by myself with Natas again. For some reason, though, this time it let us load up the map and play the game.

When the game loaded, everything was extremely realistic, to the point of me almost forgetting it was ROBLOX that I was playing. The map seemed to have so many more things I didn't notice before, like little pebbles on the ground and dents on the brick in the walls.

The next map was new, it was wide open and had what looked like an old, abandoned building. Excited to be getting to play a never-before-seen map, I quickly ran to explore. What was weird, though, was that I was innocent when I should be sheriff, since there were only two people.

Just as I went into the building, I saw strange, foreign languages dotting the walls. There was even a strange, Satanic symbol in the middle of the room. It looked like an insane cult vandalized the room. That was creepy, but then again, I loved creepy.

As I walked upstairs, Natas came from behind a corner and when I tried jump over him, he stabbed my foot and won. I immediately felt a strange, sharp pain in my foot afterward. “Just cramps, I guess,” I thought to myself and got ready for the next round.

I was, again, an innocent. Bracing myself to be taken by surprise by Natas again, I cautiously walked back into the building. This time, the big Satanic symbol in the middle of the room would cause a popup that said “Would you like to proceed?” Wondering what would happen, I clicked “Yes.”

Text popped up on my screen that said “You really shouldn't have done that.” Right after that text popped up, my chest had a horrible pain in it, like I was being stabbed repeatedly. I screamed and, through the pain, did my best to close the game.

The pain immediately subsided when I closed the game, and my mom walked in. “Are you alright, honey?” she asked me.

“Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little hurt, I guess.” I responded. She frowned and looked at my screen, “Was it from that ROBLOX game you're always playing?” I nodded.

“Maybe you should get off for a while and take a nap, okay?” she suggested. Again, I simply nodded. I was too tired to disagree when she ushered me into bed and tucked me in.

“Next time, try to not be so loud whenever you're going up to the attic to play your little games, okay?” she whispered and turned to walk out. I muttered a simple “mhmm” to show I understood. After she closed the door and walked off, I realized something.

My mom and I live alone... and I never went up the attic...