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CLOSE THIS PAGE! 

SUBJECT: “HELP”

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I opened it thinking it was spam, but the body of the email was empty. There was only one attachment: “room.jpg.” The file was small, but the thumbnail already chilled my spine — it was a photo of my bedroom, taken the night before. Same angle, same clothes thrown over the chair, the blue glow from my screen still on. But I hadn’t taken that picture. And I live alone.

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Live show appear homepage. No name, no chat. Only one cam, dark room. Voice in back whisper addresses. One is my street. Live still online.

No Trace, No Exit

 

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Inside, it was just people posting confessions. Not the usual “I cheated” or “I lied to my mom.” These were different. Darker. It felt real. There was one post I can’t forget. A user wrote:

“I kill. I eat. I become someone else. If you reply, it’s your turn.”
No one replied, at least not on the page. The thread stayed at zero replies the whole night.

I remember reading through the comments, feeling unsettled...

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Browse late, click weird link. Black page, only: “LOOK BEHIND YOU.” Try close, not work. Pull cable. Monitor flash — photo of me sleeping.
I live alone.