Lily's POV The Computer responded, I gasped, thinking about the possibilities of the guy on here knowing my name. Shaking, I typed, You shouldn't have done that... I started to laugh. This was all one sick joke, one of my bullies must've hacked into the site...or was it really BEN? No, it couldn't be, I thought to myself. But me bullies are all too stupid to be able to hack into a website...The computer wrote something, and, after I read it, my hands flew to my mouth in absolute horror. I tried to close the tab, but it wouldn't work. Suddenly, the computer emitted the sound of a 12-year-old boy laughing, and then, I heard the boy say, in a near musical voice, one of BEN's trademark sayings... I just stood there, shaking from head to toe. That's when the door burst open, and there HE stood...BEN Drowned. I let out a scream of horror, and BEN just smirked, a smirk that seemed filled with mischief, filled with...happiness. Come on, Lillian...why don't we play a little game...?
I was just lounging around, wondering whether or not I should talk with my friend On Quotev, KäñKrī. Jüßt çâłł më KâńKri, but I decided that I would play a game first.
A game of chance.
A Game that may or may not change my life.
I grinned, knowing that I'd just be talking with some weirdo.
I walked over to my computer, logged in, and went to Cleverbot, then opened a new tab, putting on the Song Of Unhealing. I went back to the tab that was on Cleverbot. I typed in,BEN DROWNED.
I shot up, awake in my bed. I was shaking...that nightmare was always horrible, and I'd been having it for the past few weeks...I suddenly glanced at my alarm clock. SHIT! I mentally cursed to myself. It was 8:30, the time that I would usually leave for school. I shot up, and got dressed and ready in a matter of minutes, shooting out the door, and barely making it to school before the Late Bell rang.
I sighed, panting as I sat down at my desk. That's when I felt something small hit me n the back of the head. I turned to where it had come from, and saw one of my bullies, Nathan Young, to be exact. Yep, there he was, the freckle-faced, idiot kid in grade 7 who always had the ability to get on my nerves. I growled in anger, just knowing that it was him who threw it. I sighed, trying to calm myself down. He's just a no-good arse who's never been more of an idiot to mess with you, my mind told me, and I sighed, then, with all my might, was able to say in the slightest polite manner,
"Nathan, I suggest that you stop, please."
I heard him snicker.
"Actually, I don't think that I will, Lil'."
Alright, that was it. He'd called me Lil'. Nobody, I repeat, no-flippin'-body was allowed to call me that. Ever. Only my dad is allowed to cal me that.
I shot up outta my chair, and walked straight over to that boy.
"You listen here, and you listen good. I am not gonna tolerate any of your idiocy anymore, do you understand me?"
He laughed again. I felt my left eye start to twitch. Everybody knew that when that started to happen, I was about to lose my temper. And everybody knew, knew that when I lost my temper, bad things were sure to happen.
7 Hours Later...
I ran home, crying my heart out. They'd done it. They'd made me cry. Once I got inside the front door, I went to my room, and took the special key that was around my neck, and opened my special box, and took out the lyrics to a song that I knew well, yet always seemed to need the lyrics. I unfolded the paper, and started singing.
"Red Like Roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest.
White is cold and always yearning, burdened by a royal test.
Black the beast descends from shadows,
Yellow beauty burns...Gold."
I stopped singing, and heard a Ding! come from my computer. I sat down on the chair in front of it, and saw a new tab, that was labeled "Cleverbot." I reluctantly clicked on it, and read the message.
I like you're singing...
I don't now what your talking about.
I responded, sure that this was just some sick joke.
You know what I'm talking about...you shouldn't have done that...
I gasped when I read HIS trademark saying. No, Nonono, this cannot be happening! I furiously typed,
Okay, I'm done with this sick joke. You don't know anything about me, you idiot, and you aren't real! BEN Drowned isn't real! You got that?!
I furiously then clicked the "Send" button, very happy with myself. But, "Cleverbot" responded way faster than I expected it to.
You shouldn't have done that, Lily...Hey, why don't we play a little game...?
I gasped, horrified and shocked at that moment. This can't be BEN. I-It just CAN'T. I shuddered at the thought of him, really watching me right now...I shook it off. I could deal with this later.
5 Hours Later...
I yawned, SUPER tired. I climbed into bed, sleeping with my clothes from today as usual, since I was too lazy to put on my pajamas sometimes. As I fell asleep, I suddenly remembered the Cleverbot message, and BEN. I'll wake up early tomorrow, and then I'll deal with it, I decided, and then drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
3rd Person POV
As Lillian lay in her bed, sleeping, little did she know that her TV screen was on, showing a boy, seemingly 12 years of age, looking like Link, from the game Legends Of Zelda, his blonde, shaggy hair nearly falling over his eyes, yet with black eyes of nothingness, except for the red dots in the middle. There was a seeming to be tear of blood running down the boy's face, and his wrists were bound with iron chains, as he seemed to be in some sort of water, possibly a lake, the boy being pixelled, flashing in and out of focus.
Now, this boy has a particularly nasty smirk on his face, one filled with mischief, one that looked ready to cause chaos with the world, as he was about to do to the innocent girl that was sleeping in her bed soundly. He had both the complete means and intentions to mess up her life, even more so than it already was.
He softly said, his voice nearly musical, yet in a horrible tone that was the exact opposite,
"Goodnight, Lillian...now, why don't we play a little game...?"
