Red Room

It was Friday. I had just gotten out of school and was immediately excited, because me and my friends were having a sleepover that night. We all loved roblox, and loved to play all sorts of games. We would all bring our laptops and play for hours until it was time to go to bed. Those were fun times, years ago. I'm writing this 20 years in the future. Roblox had to be shut down due to constant growth and not enough money to support it. But I still clearly remember what I saw that day....

We were in my basement playing Murder Mystery 2 on a vip server. We had eaten pizza for dinner and we were all stuffed with our greasy fingers slamming on the keys. But my friend, John, was having trouble with his roblox account and couldn't get on for some reason. He said earlier that Roblox was broken and it said his access was denied on the site. This was all very strange, so sadly he had to watch us play and have fun. I felt bad for him. This wasn't anything out of the ordinary, because he had all kinds of bad luck growing up. He fell off his scooter and broke his leg in 4th grade, almost drowned when he was a kid, and everyone constantly picked on him because he wore goofy glasses. But we were his friends, and we wouldn't do that to him. After we had gotten bored of MM2, we looked for another game. But the site was acting up and it was pretty laggy. The front page was pretty broken, and it had stayed like that for a while until a half hour later...

The site had shut down for maintenance and we were pretty bummed. So instead we played some games on my Xbox 360 and watched some movies. John decided to go on Roblox to check if it was up, and then something strange happened. The website was up for him, and not for anyone else. It was very strange. We all looked at John's laptop while he looked at the site. Everything seemed to be a bit off. The catalog was messed up, with some missing items and missing textures, but there was a face on the catalog.

We hadn't seen this face before, it was a bloody image labeled "STITCHFACE", and the description was;

"REDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMREDROOMRED"

It was near 3 AM, some people had fallen asleep but I stayed up to watch what would happen. John checked the game page but there was nothing there. Until the clock struck 3 AM...

A game appeared on the front page labeled... "RED ROOM"

John was petrified, and so was everyone else. I said that we have to play it, but John argued and said he wasn't gonna do it. So I had to play it... I clicked Play, and that's when everything turned downhill. There was nothing but a red room, splattered with blood, and a girl at the end of the hallway. I stepped towards her, and that's when her face jumped out at me and the computer crashed. John had already ran home, and I was so terrified. I tried to start the computer back up, and it worked, but when I went on Roblox it said...

ACCESS DENIED

Epilogue:

A couple years later I went to a Roblox convention and asked one of the owners about what happened on the events of October 18th, 2014, and he stopped in his tracks. He seemed confused, and said that nothing happened. I knew that look on his face. It was as if he tried to cover up the fact that there was something going on that night, and he knew it.