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This was a creepypasta I wrote when I was 16, based on this Japanese flash video that is rumoured to have been a favourite of "Nevada-tan", the 6th grader who caused the Sasebo Slashing in I submitted a heavily-censored version to my school's creative writing book, but the following is the much, much darker original. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and the large suburban Edwin Macdonald High School had just let out for the weekend.
A tall, mature-looking young man, Eric, stood alone in one of the classrooms, leaning on someone's desk and flipping through the rift of papers in his hands. A long weekend was coming up, and almost everyone had something due, so that afternoon had become a last hand-in opportunity. There were probably less than fifteen students still in the building.
A fair-haired, bespectacled boy about Eric's age came into the room and slammed his fair-sized backpack onto a desk. Three mousy-looking girls walked by, chattering. He often found himself the least energetic of the pair. Ramsey was a nice guy, but he was way too wild sometimes. By the way! It doesn't say anything other than 'Do you like--? If anyone tries to close it, they die! Eric laughed a red room flash game. I have to test it to be sure…" Ramsey was agitated now. Eric was at the door now.
Now, I need to get these to Mr. Granger," he said with a wave of the papers in his hand. It was about an hour before Eric finally got home. He had got some groceries red room flash game the way to the apartment house, and knew his father would almost certainly be working late at the office again. As he was stepping into their apartment, he called out, "Dad?
I got some things. As he put away the groceries, his mind flipped back to Ramsey and the pop-up. Maybe there's some kind of news release or a death report, he thought. If the pop-up actually killed someone, there's got to be written word of it, right? Eric sat down at the computer in his room, hoping to ascertain that the rumor was, or was not, true. He went directly to a search engine, typing in 'killer pop-up', 'death by pop-up', 'pop-up window murders' and a variety of similar things, but repeatedly, he found nothing. He assumed then that Ramsey had been pulled into yet another hoax, and let it be.
He went off to check his e-mail and a few other sites. Less than ten minutes later, while he was back on the search engine, a small, rectangular pop-up appeared on screen. Eric looked at it, looked away, and then looked back in alarm. Eric stared at the pop-up for a few moments, wondering what to do.
Ramsey's words still echoed in his head He considered calling him for help, but Ramsey would probably overreact and call the police.
He moved the mouse pointer around the pop-up, checking for another link or more text. It could only be either a joke ad or a virus, as far as he knew. Eric closed his main window, checking if the smaller one could be connected to it. But the little pop-up remained. He moved the mouse to the X-button, wondering if he should go ahead and close it, all the while arguing with his brain. Finally, he clicked the X, slowly and uneasily. It disappeared from the screen. Eric looked at the floor, expecting someone Nothing happened.
He looked up again and prepared to shut off the computer. But the pop-up appeared again, this time, with a sound clip of a girl's voice, saying. Her voice red room flash game warped, as if the sound file had been badly compressed or corrupted.
Eric moved away from the computer, his heart racing. He waited once more to see if it would go away, or change somehow, but it didn't. Feeling slightly more confident, he slowly clicked off the pop-up again.
It returned a second later, with the same garbled sound clip. If anything, Eric was beginning to feel embarrassed and irate. He clicked it off again, to which it reappeared. He kept clicking, and yet it returned each time, always with the audio clip. After some clicking, Eric realized a word was coming from the line beside 'like'.
The sentence now read, "Do you like the? He was now curious, and went back to clicking it over and over again.
More text slid from the line, the letters in a different place every time a pop-up came up. Eric sat there for a second, his stomach churning. Both of these possibilities were a thousand times more comforting to Eric at that moment. I found it, he told himself, his gut turning over harder now.
I really found it. This is real. He quickly went through his mind for any 'red room' he'd ever heard of. He briefly thought the whole situation was funny and prepared to go to the phone and call Ramsey. And then the pop-up closed itself. Eric turned back to the screen. Immediately after, a full-sized window popped up. It was nothing but an enormous text list of names on a red background. Eric, his hands now jittery, moved forward and scrolled through the window, skimming over the hundreds of names.
He stared at them, his eyes widening in horror Caroline Chalmers Kay Wright John Bay Lisa Newport Roy Kindlers Mickey Fawkes Upon thinking of him, Ramsey's warning of the pop-up resurfaced in his mind. Eric thought he was going to cry, and something inside him was telling him to run straight to the front door and get as far away from the monitor as he could.
Eric almost swore he could feel the sensation of cold, singing breath on the back of his neck. Before he could turn around, two hands clamped down on either of his shoulders, and tightened their grip. Eric howled in pain, and before he knew it, he was slammed sidelong into the wall.
On a Monday one week later, two girls were sitting in their homeroom at Edwin Macdonald High School, waiting for their second period class to begin. One of the girls sat on her desk, kicking her legs red room flash game and forth. Well, two boys were found dead right before the weekend. They were found in front of their computers, with their stomachs gashed open. They said the boys were trying to paint the walls of their room with their own blood. Creepypasta Wiki Explore. Story Content. Pasta of the Month. Roll back edits Administrator Administrator Information.
Site Rules. Community Site Rules Back. Explore Wikis Community Central. Register Don't have an ? The Red Room. History Talk 2. Just be sure to come over tomorrow! It's probably just a joke. What if I really am going to die? This apartment is small.
I'd hear if anyone was coming in. And how could they find me? But the pop-up appeared again, this time, with a sound clip of a girl's voice, saying "Do you like? At the very bottom of the list was the name Ramsey Holmgren. Everybody on this list was dead.
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