VIRUS Creepypasta

Exert from local newspaper:

TEENAGE BOY MISSING, AUTHORITIES PUZZLED

Young seventeen year old Lorenzo McCade escaped from St Daniel's Hospital this morning with a strange infliction. He leapt from the window on the second story and disappeared. His body was never found and is presumed dead.

When his mother's room was inspected the mutilated body of Josephine McCade, and her cell phone in her severed hand, was found on the bed. If you know anything, please report this to police Sargent Williamson immediately…

Monday Morning…

Renz woke up to the beeping of his alarm clock, and shut it off, rolling over and burying himself under the doona. His mother came in shortly after and opened the blinds, light pouring into his dark room. He groaned as his eyes adjusted to the light.

"Lorenzo, come on, it's time for school" his mother said, putting her hand on the boy's shoulder. He shook her off and buried his face in his pillow "Fuck no," he said.

"Lorenzo! Who told you to use language like that?!" his mother scolded.

"It's just Renz! I hate it when people call me Lorenzo, it sounds like some sissy dude from a shampoo commercial!" he said. "Lorenzo, we named you that after your grandfather…"

Renz's grandfather had passed away ten years ago, and it ruined Renz's life. His grandfather had been a big part of Renz's childhood.

"I…I'm sorry,"

"I know he was a big part of your life Renz, but it's time for school" his mother reminded him. "No god damn fucking way! I'm not going back to that hellhole! You know what happened two days ago!" Renz said angrily.

"It's not going to happen twice sweetheart, and I'm sure Riley won't bother you again since that announcement over the loudspeaker right?"

"He fucking kicked me in the nuts and pushed me into mud, then kicked my face and fucking broke my nose! It HURT! And you want to send me back there?! What the fuck?!" Renz said, sitting up.

His mother looked sad "Please, and if you make it through the day I'll pay you," his mother said. "How much?" Renz asked. "Fifty dollars," she said. He didn't want to go back, but fifty bucks sounded good, especially since the new phone he wanted was fifty bucks more expensive that all the others. "Fine," he said.

She got her wallet and gave him the fifty bucks, walking out and shutting the door. He stood up and got dressed, putting the money in his wallet and putting it in his back pocket. He grabbed his bag and stuffed his notebooks into it and grabbing his iPhone.

He decided not to wait for the bus since Riley was bound to be there, and instead took the shortest path to the highschool. He got half way to the school before five kids on skateboards rode past him and knocked him to the ground, stopping and laughing.

"Oops, I think we hit this poor fuckwit. He looks hurt, good" the kid at least an inch taller than Renz said, the other four laughing. He grabbed Renz by the collar of his grey and white hoodie and lifted him up.

"Hey, I think he remembers us. Hey kid, remember us?" the blond kid asked with a smirk. Renz just scowled "Oh good! That means we get to jog your memory". The tall kid dropped Renz and he got up, only have his arms restrained by two other kids in the group.

Before Renz could even try to shake their grip, the blonde kid threw a punch to Renz's gut. Renz gasped and spat out blood onto the concrete path. One punch after the other until Renz couldn't breathe.

"Oh look, he looks sad. Let's give him something to cry about," the blonde said, pulling a knife out and stabbing Renz in the gut. Renz cried out in pain, the blade stabbing two more times before the blonde wiped it on Renz's jeans and put the knife away.

Renz doubled over, blood spatters on his chin and blood oozing from his stomach. He blacked out and awoke later in a hospital bed. The beeping of the heart monitor told him where he was. He could hear crying, from what sounded like his mother.

He opened his eyes and found his mother beside the bed crying her eyes out. When she saw her son awake she cried happy tears "Lorenzo! Thank goodness you're alive! I thought you wouldn't make it… the… the heart rate monitor fell flat and I thought that I'd lost you…" she said, holding his hand.

"So cold… honey, are you ok?" she asked, dropping his hand in shock. "Mom, I'm fine… you're the one who's got an abnormal temperature" he said. She looked to the doctor who was studying a clipboard "Well he suffered from knife wounds and stomach damage but nothing a few stitches and painkiller wouldn't fix," the doctor said.

"Son, how are you feeling now?" the doctor asked, kneeling by the bed. Renz slowly closed his eyes and the monitor fell flat. "NO!" his mother screamed. His eyes opened fast after an electric current shook his chest.

"Don't worry Mrs McCade, he's ok. The resuscitator did its trick and the boy's awake," the doctor said to Renz's sobbing mother. She sighed "I'm worried about my boy doctor, is he ok?"

The doctor looked a little sad "Well, I'd like to discuss his health with you in the next room please. I don't think he should here this," the doctor said, leading Renz's mother to the door. She stopped "No, I'm not leaving my boy alone for one moment! You just saw what happened! He's hurt!"

"W-why can't I hear about my own health? Am I going to live?" Renz asked in his strained voice. The doctor sighed "Well my boy, it's not good news".

"I don't care, what is it? Tell me!" he screamed. The doctor put a hand on his shoulder and lifted up the hospital scrub shirt, revealing Renz's entire midsection wrapped in bandages and soaked in dried blood.

"It's a minor injury, and I'd recommend you take three days' rest at least Renz is it? I hear you don't like being called your full name," the doctor said in attempt to befriend the boy.

Renz just stared at his bandaged midsection in horror.

"I think he's under a lot of stress and needs his rest. Let's get you home," the doctor said, leading Renz's mother to the door. "No I" she objected.

"Miss please, you need to leave. He'll be released from our care in three days when he's healed, ok? But the longer you stay here, the more stress you're putting on Lorenzo. Let him rest, please" the doctor said.

Renz's mother looked sadly at her boy before sighing "Alright but… but take care of him. He's all I've got left since my husband left me," she cried, walking with the doctor through the doors and to her car.

The moment the room was empty he sighed and found an IV drip tube in his arm, the beeping of the monitor joining the ambience of the room. He remembered the resuscitator sending an electric shock through his chest and it felt… sort of nice…

He reached over to get the resuscitator on the metal tray by the bed but a nurse swooped in and moved the tray "No sweetie, you can't play with that, that's not a toy. But anyway, my name is Nurse Caroline and I'll be looking after you, so is there anything you want?"

He reached for the resuscitator again but she grabbed his hand gently "No sweetheart, you can't play with that" she said. She immediately let go of his hand upon feeling his sub zero temperature "Ahh, that's freezing! Are you ok?"

"I'm fine… can I get some sleep? I'm super tired right now miss," he said, doing his best tired impression. She actually believed him and left him alone "Press the red button on the wall if you need something" she said.

He sighed. If he couldn't get the resuscitator, then what could he get? He wanted a huge burst of electricity through him, and wondered how he could get it. He saw the surgical tools on the tray beside him, and saw the red cord plugging the heart rate monitor beside the bed.

He grinned.

Grabbing the scalpel and digging it into the cord, hundreds of thousands of volts of juice ran through him. He screamed out, but smiled widely as he felt himself blackout. Doctors rushed in and pried his hand from the scalpel and unplugged the cord.

He woke up and found his mother back beside the bed crying so hard that her face was red. She found him awake and cried even more "Oh sweetie! I'm so sorry, they couldn't get to you in time… you're… you're going to be fine though, right?" she said, looking to the doctor, who had his back to them and was slumped in a chair.

"I… I've never seen anything like this in all my years… I'm not sure of anything Ms McCade. But I'd like to study your boy for a few days, study the effects… if I may. My condolences son," the doctor said.

"Condolences? What the fuck are you talking about?" Renz demanded. He lifted his hand to his face and gasped. It felt smooth and leathery. "Mirror…please" he said shakily. The doctor hesitantly handed him a mirror and upon seeing his face, Renz screamed.

His skin had been drained of any colour, scleras turned black and his irises had turned a startling shade of red. He threw the mirror and the doctor caught it.

"What's happened to me?!" he screamed, clutching his face. The doctor looked to Renz's mother with a sad look "We're so sorry, but…"

"BUT?!" Renz screamed. "But I forgot to mention a minor detail…"

"Explain then! You owe my son an apology!" Renz's mother said.

The doctor took a deep breath and spoke.

"A long time ago, a patient came in here with an incurable disease. We tried everything we could to save her, but it was too late. Her mother, who was a demon of sickness and misfortune in disguise, cursed this room, the one her daughter died in. We know because the resident herbalist and spiritual adviser told us the day after.

"You've the victim of her Perplexus curse, and I'd advise that you stay here a while until we can fully understand the effects…" the doctor advised.

Renz clenched his jaw shut "You mean… that you housed me… in a death bed? And you expect me to stay here one fucking moment longer?! To hell with you!" Renz swore.

"Son, I feel where you're coming from, but I think it would be better to stay here… just until you're better" Renz's mother said, placing her hand on his shoulder. He shook her off "No! I gotta get outa here!" he screamed. He pulled the IV drip from his arm and leapt out of bed.

"No you need to stay! Nurse!" the doctor called out. Renz didn't look back as he jumped out the window, fell two stories and landed on his feet unharmed. He looked back for a second before sprinting through the night air "Fuck you," he said.

He came to his house and jumped up onto the roof, climbing the brickwork on the side of the house. He opened his bedroom window and leapt in, landing on the bed. He knew his mother would come looking for him soon, so he had to be quick.

He slid on his grey hoodie, white and black bands on the arms at chest height and on the end of the sleeves, the seam at the bottom. He thought that people might think he looked like not a blue jay, but a grey jay.

He had stuffed his clothes into his bag, emptying it first, packing food and water and his iPhone. He was about to leave when he noticed his computed screen on, the words Join me Renz flashing in white.

He thought nothing of it at first, but then someone started speaking 'Join me Renz… I'm so lonely here… won't you be my friend?' in a strange, almost human-like voice. It came from the computer.

He walked towards the computer screen and just as he placed his hand on the screen, it morphed through the screen and into who knows where. He jumped back, looked at his hand and placed it on the screen again to have it morph through the screen again.

"Cool," he said "I wonder…"

He stuck his whole hand through and then his arm, but quickly pulled it out as he heard a car pull into his house's garage. His mom was home. He had two options, go through the computer into who knows where or face his mother, who would no doubt drag him back to the doctor.

He slid his foot through, then his leg and his other foot and leg, he was just about to let go of the edge of the computer screen and fall into the void, when his door opened.

"Lorenzo! What in the world?!" his mother cried. He grinned and let go of the screen, disappearing into his computer screen.

Three days later

Josephine sat on her bed with a glass of wine, trying to drink her troubles away. She thought she had seen her son disappear into his computer. She thought she was crazy. She knew she was crazy.

She finished the glass and went to pour herself another when her cell-phone went off. She sighed and checked her messages. Nothing, but when she checked her email she found an unread email named Renz.

She was relieved to hear that her son was communicating with her again. She opened the email.

Hey, I found your email! We can talk forever and ever and ever then I'll give you the virus to DIE for.

Renz

P.S by the time you've read this, it's already too late…

It took her a moment to take it all in.

Suddenly a hand shot out of the phone screen and gripped Josephine's neck tight, depriving her of air. She writhed and screamed as the hand strangled her to death. She grabbed the kitchen knife from in her draws and tried to hack off the wrist. It did nothing to the porcelain white hand.

Another hand came from the screen and grabbed the knife, finishing her off and severing off her hand. She fell limp against the pillows and the screen went black, all except for the words 'VIRUS HAS STRUCK'.

Oh, and one more thing… check your email…