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As I took it he said to me “Goodbye,” and rushed away. I found it odd in how much of a hurry he was in. Taking it home after completing my homework, I switched the computer on and started browsing. I hooked my webcam to it, everything seemed fine. It was easily taking photos of me, until I looked at them.
The photos of me had a mannequin slowly getting closer and closer behind me. I searched my entire house afterwards, my parents thinking I was insane, but nothing was there. After unhooking everything I was ready to turn off the monitor, when a pop-up came up, a link saying “Webcam”, nothing else. Clicking it mindlessly it took me to a deviant art page named ‘webcamman’. All of the photos were my webcam photos. Another pop-up opened saying “I am you”. Then suddenly all of the photos in his gallery didn’t have me in them, but me standing without emotion where the mannequin was. Scared, I rushed to tell my parents. When I got to their room, they were on the floor. They were emotionless mannequins.
Attempting to dial 911 I put the phone up to my ear, but there was such a loud burst in the phone, that my ears were ringing and I could barely hear for the next few minutes. Running back to my room, I had the idea to get on the computer the man gave me and try to contact someone via Facebook, as it was pitch black outside and I was in an isolated area. Turning on the computer and flipping the monitor up, I saw all applications in the computer were gone, but even worse. The desktop background was a picture of me on the computer right now at this very second, and the mannequin was right behind me.
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It's really good, but the second chapter...
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