Melissast
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Here is a short story that I wrote.
The first thing Emily noticed when she awoke was this was not her room. It was evident by the pitch black darkness. Darkness so absolute that it took her a few moments to realize that her gray eyes where even open. The air was cold and stale, ever lungful made her chest ache. Instead of the warm comforter she had fallen asleep on her back was on something, hard, rough, and freezing. She attempted to raise up to see just what strange place she had awaken in, but after moving her head up only an inch or two it collide with something hard. The contact stunned her for a moment. Her hands raised up and came in contact with the same hard surface no matter where she touched. She frowned in confusion, and kicked out with her legs hitting the same hard surface once again. Confusion quickly gave in the way of panic as Emily realized she was trapped. The where and how escaped her memory. It didn't seem so relevant a t the moment. Only one thought screamed in Emily's mind. How do I get out? Her hands pounded at the hard surface bruising knuckles and breaking perfect pink nails. She pulled all her weight in one hard kick that vibrated her tomb, but did not make the box, wall whatever she was trapped in budge. She screamed a panicked desperate sound which echoed against the surface bouncing back and fourth through the small space.
Help Me!! Help Me Please I'm Trapped Help! - Emily S
The message popped up on Jennifer's messenger on the computer. Jennifer stared at the screen for a moment wondering who this was and how they had gotten her messenger I.D
" Who are you?" Jennifer typed back.
" Help Me!! Help Me Please I'm Trapped Help!" the message repeated.
" calm down trapped where?"
The message repeated again. The message repeated again. Jennifer was baffled and a lot creep out by the message that kept repeating over and over on her computer. She got up from her chair and went to the next office over to get Steve. Steve came back to her computer with her and shook his head at the message. " Its a bot, get rid of it."
" what?" Jennifer asked. She could use the word processor and the email, but her understanding of computers where lost after that.
" Someone is trying to get into your computer, or play a prank on you. " He shrugged. " Just exit out and ignore the user."
" are you sure?" Jennifer asked a bit skeptically. She couldn't think of anyone who would want to play such a prank on her.
Steve almost laughed at her Nativity. "Yeah I'm sure. If someone actually was in trouble they would do more then repeat the same line over and over, besides they would contact the police or some relative not an insurance office."
Jennifer nodded. What Steve said made a lot of sense. Without even a bit of hesitation she hit the ignore button on Emily S, and then hit the small red x in the corner. Steve walked back to his computer and Jennifer went back to her work. She was typing a report. She typed for a few moments in peace, her mind on Mr. Johnson and his head on collision with Bambi the other night that tore out the
front of his shiny new car. The cursor jumped a few spaces on its own. Jennifer frowned and hit the back button , but the cursor jumped again. Then the computer started to write all by itself. Help !! I'm trapped Please Help Me!! Help I'm Trapped Help Me !!!! Help Me Please Help Me Hellppp Meeeee …
Jennifer hit the back button on her computer. It was ignored. The machine seemed to have its own message to tell. One more important then a tore up sports car and a dead deer. Jennifer watched the cursor dance with wide eyes. She was frozen in fear and it took her a few seconds before she ran, jolted back to Steve's office to retrieve him once more.
Steve looked at the computer who had gone through 2 pages of a word document by the time he had gotten there. He hit a few buttons on the keyboard trying to get the cursor to stop its dance, but it kept moving. He sighed shaking his head . " Its a virus."
" virus?"
" Yeah, probably got it from that bot on your computer. I'm going to take it off network before the whole offices gets it." Steve said clicking away at the computer.
" Can you fix it?" Jennifer asked toying with her hair. She was he new girl here. If her computer could be traced as infecting the whole office, she was sure that she would lose her job.
" Yeah." Steve answered confidently. " Just give me a bit. If you really need to you can use my computer. Just don't get it infected with something."
Jennifer glared at his comment. " yeah, thanks ." She said. She left him to deal with the repair work as she burrowed his office.
Emily quit trying to push her way out of wherever she was trapped. Her knuckles were bruised and bloodied as where the bottoms of her feet where she had tried to kick herself out. It wasn't the pain of blood and bruises that made her stop her panicked assault. It was the haunting realization that the panic would cut her time alive, which Emily believed wouldn't be long, even shorter. How much oxygen had she wasted in her frenzy? How much did she have left? It already seemed like it was getting hard to breath. Her chest was already burning, aching. Was oxygen running low or was it all in her head? It was all she could think about. What was to become of her? How she was going to die. She supposed other people thought of their lives. If they had done they had done all they aspired to do. Emily's memories where about as blank as her recollection of how she had ended up in this mess. She could pull out fragments like her memory, her life was a T. V with bad reception. She remembered a porcelain doll at Christmas and the fight with her sister that resulted in that dolls death. The days working in a small cafe and dreaming of something bigger that never would happen now, going out with her roommates to some club. Is that where she had been last night? Tears slipped down her check as she thought she would never be with those friend again, or get in another fight with her sister.
" have you fixed it yet? I need to get a file." Jennifer asked standing by her office door.
Steve shook his head. " the scan isn't picking up ..." He trailed off as a message popped up on the screen.
" I can't Breathe. HELP ME!!!"- EmilyS1
" I thought you put that on your ignore list." Steve said.
Jennifer stared at the screen turning slightly pale. "I...I did...Messenger shouldn't be on...shouldn't it?" This computer was really starting to creep her out.
Steve moved to quickly click the small x on the message. As soon as he did another one popped up, and then another, and another. I can't Breath!!! Help Me!! Suffocating!! Pleas help!! Help Me! Suffocating!! Dieing!! Messenger boxes popped up in a barrage from EmilyS2 to EmilyS20.Steve looked at the messages. A sea of distress calls against icons and a blue desktop. Steve exited them all as quickly as he could.
" I think this ...this is bigger then I can handle...I'm going to go get tech support." Steve said trying to hide the distress out of his voice. He didn't want to make Jennifer even more creep out.
Jennifer nodded. " I guess I'm taking your office today." Steve sighed, but he didn't argue. The perks of having someone in your office completely in admiration of you. Steve stayed in Jennifer's office on hold with the tech support while Jennifer went on to continue her work like nothing was the matter.
Steve sighed. He watched as the computer kept popping up message after message. How many where they now? Fifty maybe one hundred. What had Jennifer gotten herself into?
Emily stayed completely still. Tears trailed down the corner of her eyes and across her checks. She was pale, as white as a ghost. She had given up. No one could hear her scream. She couldn't budge her coffin. How long could she live just laying here waiting to die. A few hours. A day? The wait was worse then anything.
The tech support guy finally showed up, and Steve showed him the computer.
"I tried to exit out of it, but it just makes ten more pop up to replace them. Do you think it's a virus?" Steve asked.
The tech tried to shut the computer off,but it would not shut down. The man frowned and moved to push the power off button on the computer. It still wouldn't go off. He tried this a few times, and then he reached for the plug to turn it off that way. He pulled the plug. For a few minuets the computer still went on. It was long enough for Steve to pale with fear over what exactly was going on? Could this be something even bigger then a virus? Then the computer dimmed, and flickered off. The tech waited a few more minuets then he plugged the computer back up. The computer started back up without any messages popping up, no more creepy pleading for help.
" It just needed restarted. Now I'll run the virus scans. Your girlfriend should have her computer back by this afternoon."
Steve sighed with relief. He felt foolish to think that just for a little while he had considered the possibility of it being something more supernatural. There was no such thing as ghost and if their where they would have better things to do then haunt an insurance office.
The first thing Emily noticed when she awoke was this was not her room. It was evident by the pitch black darkness. Darkness so absolute that it took her a few moments to realize that her gray eyes where even open. The air was cold and stale, ever lungful made her chest ache. Instead of the warm comforter she had fallen asleep on her back was on something, hard, rough, and freezing. She attempted to raise up to see just what strange place she had awaken in, but after moving her head up only an inch or two it collide with something hard. The contact stunned her for a moment. Her hands raised up and came in contact with the same hard surface no matter where she touched. She frowned in confusion, and kicked out with her legs hitting the same hard surface once again. Confusion quickly gave in the way of panic as Emily realized she was trapped. The where and how escaped her memory. It didn't seem so relevant a t the moment. Only one thought screamed in Emily's mind. How do I get out? Her hands pounded at the hard surface bruising knuckles and breaking perfect pink nails. She pulled all her weight in one hard kick that vibrated her tomb, but did not make the box, wall whatever she was trapped in budge. She screamed a panicked desperate sound which echoed against the surface bouncing back and fourth through the small space.
Help Me!! Help Me Please I'm Trapped Help! - Emily S
The message popped up on Jennifer's messenger on the computer. Jennifer stared at the screen for a moment wondering who this was and how they had gotten her messenger I.D
" Who are you?" Jennifer typed back.
" Help Me!! Help Me Please I'm Trapped Help!" the message repeated.
" calm down trapped where?"
The message repeated again. The message repeated again. Jennifer was baffled and a lot creep out by the message that kept repeating over and over on her computer. She got up from her chair and went to the next office over to get Steve. Steve came back to her computer with her and shook his head at the message. " Its a bot, get rid of it."
" what?" Jennifer asked. She could use the word processor and the email, but her understanding of computers where lost after that.
" Someone is trying to get into your computer, or play a prank on you. " He shrugged. " Just exit out and ignore the user."
" are you sure?" Jennifer asked a bit skeptically. She couldn't think of anyone who would want to play such a prank on her.
Steve almost laughed at her Nativity. "Yeah I'm sure. If someone actually was in trouble they would do more then repeat the same line over and over, besides they would contact the police or some relative not an insurance office."
Jennifer nodded. What Steve said made a lot of sense. Without even a bit of hesitation she hit the ignore button on Emily S, and then hit the small red x in the corner. Steve walked back to his computer and Jennifer went back to her work. She was typing a report. She typed for a few moments in peace, her mind on Mr. Johnson and his head on collision with Bambi the other night that tore out the
front of his shiny new car. The cursor jumped a few spaces on its own. Jennifer frowned and hit the back button , but the cursor jumped again. Then the computer started to write all by itself. Help !! I'm trapped Please Help Me!! Help I'm Trapped Help Me !!!! Help Me Please Help Me Hellppp Meeeee …
Jennifer hit the back button on her computer. It was ignored. The machine seemed to have its own message to tell. One more important then a tore up sports car and a dead deer. Jennifer watched the cursor dance with wide eyes. She was frozen in fear and it took her a few seconds before she ran, jolted back to Steve's office to retrieve him once more.
Steve looked at the computer who had gone through 2 pages of a word document by the time he had gotten there. He hit a few buttons on the keyboard trying to get the cursor to stop its dance, but it kept moving. He sighed shaking his head . " Its a virus."
" virus?"
" Yeah, probably got it from that bot on your computer. I'm going to take it off network before the whole offices gets it." Steve said clicking away at the computer.
" Can you fix it?" Jennifer asked toying with her hair. She was he new girl here. If her computer could be traced as infecting the whole office, she was sure that she would lose her job.
" Yeah." Steve answered confidently. " Just give me a bit. If you really need to you can use my computer. Just don't get it infected with something."
Jennifer glared at his comment. " yeah, thanks ." She said. She left him to deal with the repair work as she burrowed his office.
Emily quit trying to push her way out of wherever she was trapped. Her knuckles were bruised and bloodied as where the bottoms of her feet where she had tried to kick herself out. It wasn't the pain of blood and bruises that made her stop her panicked assault. It was the haunting realization that the panic would cut her time alive, which Emily believed wouldn't be long, even shorter. How much oxygen had she wasted in her frenzy? How much did she have left? It already seemed like it was getting hard to breath. Her chest was already burning, aching. Was oxygen running low or was it all in her head? It was all she could think about. What was to become of her? How she was going to die. She supposed other people thought of their lives. If they had done they had done all they aspired to do. Emily's memories where about as blank as her recollection of how she had ended up in this mess. She could pull out fragments like her memory, her life was a T. V with bad reception. She remembered a porcelain doll at Christmas and the fight with her sister that resulted in that dolls death. The days working in a small cafe and dreaming of something bigger that never would happen now, going out with her roommates to some club. Is that where she had been last night? Tears slipped down her check as she thought she would never be with those friend again, or get in another fight with her sister.
" have you fixed it yet? I need to get a file." Jennifer asked standing by her office door.
Steve shook his head. " the scan isn't picking up ..." He trailed off as a message popped up on the screen.
" I can't Breathe. HELP ME!!!"- EmilyS1
" I thought you put that on your ignore list." Steve said.
Jennifer stared at the screen turning slightly pale. "I...I did...Messenger shouldn't be on...shouldn't it?" This computer was really starting to creep her out.
Steve moved to quickly click the small x on the message. As soon as he did another one popped up, and then another, and another. I can't Breath!!! Help Me!! Suffocating!! Pleas help!! Help Me! Suffocating!! Dieing!! Messenger boxes popped up in a barrage from EmilyS2 to EmilyS20.Steve looked at the messages. A sea of distress calls against icons and a blue desktop. Steve exited them all as quickly as he could.
" I think this ...this is bigger then I can handle...I'm going to go get tech support." Steve said trying to hide the distress out of his voice. He didn't want to make Jennifer even more creep out.
Jennifer nodded. " I guess I'm taking your office today." Steve sighed, but he didn't argue. The perks of having someone in your office completely in admiration of you. Steve stayed in Jennifer's office on hold with the tech support while Jennifer went on to continue her work like nothing was the matter.
Steve sighed. He watched as the computer kept popping up message after message. How many where they now? Fifty maybe one hundred. What had Jennifer gotten herself into?
Emily stayed completely still. Tears trailed down the corner of her eyes and across her checks. She was pale, as white as a ghost. She had given up. No one could hear her scream. She couldn't budge her coffin. How long could she live just laying here waiting to die. A few hours. A day? The wait was worse then anything.
The tech support guy finally showed up, and Steve showed him the computer.
"I tried to exit out of it, but it just makes ten more pop up to replace them. Do you think it's a virus?" Steve asked.
The tech tried to shut the computer off,but it would not shut down. The man frowned and moved to push the power off button on the computer. It still wouldn't go off. He tried this a few times, and then he reached for the plug to turn it off that way. He pulled the plug. For a few minuets the computer still went on. It was long enough for Steve to pale with fear over what exactly was going on? Could this be something even bigger then a virus? Then the computer dimmed, and flickered off. The tech waited a few more minuets then he plugged the computer back up. The computer started back up without any messages popping up, no more creepy pleading for help.
" It just needed restarted. Now I'll run the virus scans. Your girlfriend should have her computer back by this afternoon."
Steve sighed with relief. He felt foolish to think that just for a little while he had considered the possibility of it being something more supernatural. There was no such thing as ghost and if their where they would have better things to do then haunt an insurance office.
