STALK

Stalk is an unsettling figure with a bald head and an insatiable urge to watch others from the shadows. His creepy presence leaves an eerie impression, making him a mysterious and chilling character, always lurking on the edge of perception.

= The story = In the autumn of 2015, my virtual escapades on ROBLOX took an unexpected turn when a routine chat with my friend FroggyBoy transformed into a chilling encounter with the unknown. Our discussions about games, jokes, and shared stories had always been light-hearted and carefree. Little did I know that a seemingly innocuous request to visit his virtual realm would unravel a series of inexplicable events that would haunt me for years to come.

As I approached FroggyBoy with the innocuous query, "Hey Froggy, mind if I check out your place? I've been wondering what's changed," his response struck me with an unsettling urgency. "NO!!! Please, I don't want you to join. If you do, someone will FOLLOW YOU AND WATCH YOU!!! It's not a joke. Every time I play, a bald man with a creepy face keeps FOLLOWING MEEEE!!"

My skepticism gave way to curiosity. "Are you kidding?" I prodded further. "NO!!!" came his adamant reply. Despite the ominous warning, my curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to venture into FroggyBoy's mysterious virtual domain.

What I encountered defied all expectations.

The once-familiar house, a steadfast fixture grounded in the virtual landscape, had been displaced into an eerie forest. As I navigated through this warped reality, FroggyBoy's foreboding last message echoed in my mind: "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!! YOU GOTTA BE NEXT." The atmosphere grew increasingly tense as I stumbled upon unsettling anomalies—rust-covered textures, cryptic messages scrawled on a toilet paper model, and fleeting sightings of the haunting figure. Attempting to shake off the growing unease, I sought solace in the familiarity of my favorite ROBLOX activity—an obby. Little did I know that the creepy bald man, once confined to the digital realm, had transcended the boundaries of the game into my reality. His ghostly presence materialized, leaving me paralyzed with fear, and a sinister force seemed to be inexorably approaching.

Desperate for refuge, I fled to my bed, seeking solace in the physical world. Yet, the inexplicable events persisted. The door creaked open, an eerie music box echoed through the room, and the footsteps grew ever closer. The nightmare reached its crescendo as the ROBLOX figure, once a mere digital specter, materialized in the tangible world.

In a heart-pounding climax, I reached for a knife, only to find myself jarringly awakening from the nightmarish ordeal. As I turned around, half-expecting the looming bald figure, a sense of relief washed over me. But the relief was short-lived. The menacing bald man from ROBLOX lingered in the shadows, a harbinger of an ominous conclusion.

"HELP ME!!!" I cried out in vain as the chilling screams enveloped me, and I descended into a realm of eternal dread.

The tale, as inexplicable as it was horrifying, left an indelible mark on my psyche. The cryptic aura of that fateful day lingered long after the screen had gone dark, haunting my thoughts and dreams with the eerie specter of the bald man from ROBLOX.