Note: I decided to post my first creepypata. It's been a while since I posted a blog, so I made this.

Filehack.no

     It was a normal saturday morning, and I had Just gotten an email from an old friend of mine. His name was Ronald U. Jackson.
The thing is though, I noticed that he changed the color of some of  the letters to make it look like Ronald U. Jackson. I ignored this, thinking it was a joke, and went on with the letter.

     At first glance, It only seemed like he sent me letter about his vacation, along with a file. But afte a moment or so, I saw that there was more red text, and that the file read "filehack.no". I took some time to try and decode the red letters, and most unfortunetly, it read this:


Do not open the file, he will find you.

    At first, this concerned me, why couldn't I open the file that he sent me, and why didn't he just say directly in the letter? I was unerved for a couple minutes, thinking about what I should do. Then, however, I realized that this was a prank, and he was just trying to scare me. Being the idiot I was, I opened the stupid file to see what he put inside.

This was a big mistake.

   As soon as I clicked on the file, the words "you failed me"  wrote in blood flashed on the screen. Along with the sound of a high pitched scream playing in the backround. I jumped back in terror, my ears still ringing. I waited a minute or two to make sure nothing else would pop out at me.

Nothing.

     I went on with the file. Inside I saw two things: A picture, which looked like it had the word "run" in it. It also had a program called .no, this made me curious. I decided to run the program. My screen went black.

     Thinking my computer crashed, I atttempt to turn it back on. After about ten minutes, it finally starts up. When I open up my email, the message is gone. I spend half an hour looking through task manager and my documents. There was no trace of the .no program or filehack.no.

     The rest of my day goes on normally. Work goes by quickly, which really didn't surprise me. Overall not much happened afterwards, that is, until night came.

     It was after midnight, and I was having some kind of nightmare. I was in a brick room, and there was writing on the wall saying stuff like "why did you do it?"  "It's all your fault," ect. In the middle of the room was Ronald, kneeled down on the floor. There were gashes all over his arms and back. 

     My ears began to ring...That ring turned into a scream. It was getting louder and louder. I began to scream too. It was unbarable, I began to feel pain like I've never experienced. I just wanted it to stop...I just wanted it to end!

I woke up.

     It took a second for my eyes to adjust, what I saw was unbelivable. Everything in my room was smashed, only the bed was intact. I look out my window, and I couldn't belive it.

I saw Ronald.

     I grab my flashlight and run outside. I would have so many questions to ask him, first of all what he was doing here of all places.

"Hey Ron!  What are you..."  I pause to look at him, I am surprised by what I see.

There are gashes all over his body. Half his right arm is cut off, and replaced with a kitchen knife. The flesh under his eyes were missing. Most horrifying of all, he was smiling.

Ron tackled me.

I lost count of how many times he stabbed me. I was bleeding so bad that my shirt had turned red. Just when he was about to finish me he said two words:

"I'm sorry"

This blog is fictional, the idea came from a demented place called my imagination.