The rain poured outside my window as I closed the blinds. The wind howled through the trees and I shivered, childishly imagining it to be a werewolf. Rainy days made my imagination crazy, and mythical creatures always came to life under the dreary clouds. The creepy grandfather clock my eccentric parents liked so much struck midnight. I took a sip of the hot chocolate that I had made moments before and turned wearily to the dark living room.

Slowly, I made my way to my computer. I pressed the space bar to turn off the screen saver and sat down on the worn chair. The internet was already up, and I went straight to Google to look up a new anime to watch. I had finished everything on my list, and so I went to Google and typed in, "anime".

Really, there was no better way to spend a Friday night than watching anime. I smiled as Google brought up my results.

The first result I got was a new site, I figured, since I had never heard of it before. I clicked the link and it sent me to a blank page with the words:

THINK IT AND IT BECOMES

in bold, capital letters in the middle of the page. There was also a small button with the word, "ok" on it.

Curiously, I clicked it.

WELCOME TO YOUR IMAGINATION.

Another little box with the word "ok".

I clicked it.

HAVE YOU EVER WONDERED IF THERE IS ANOTHER WORLD BESIDES YOUR OWN?

There was a "yes" button and a "no" button underneath.

At that question, I began to wonder if this was an ad for some new video game, or to buy a telescope. I checked the URL; it was the same as the one I had clicked on from Google. There weren't any other windows, either, so it wasn't a pop-up.

I wanted to click out of this strange site. It was interesting, I won't lie, but I figured it would be a let down. Maybe it would lead to some stupid "shoot George Bush to win a free laptop!" game, or something. Once I thought about it, I realized this site didn't have any ads running across the top, and it wasn't leading to any pop-ups, either.

With a loud crack of thunder from outside, I clicked the "yes" button.

PLEASE TYPE IN YOUR FIVE FAVORITE ANIME OR MANGA

There were five slots and a "go" button at the bottom.

1. Death Note

2. Trigun

3. Ouran High School Host Club

4. Full Metal Alchemist

5. The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya

I pressed the "go" button.

LIGHT A CANDLE

"Light a- alright," I whispered softly to myself as the wind howled. I pushed away from the computer table and slid over on my chair- it had wheels and I was lazy- to the living room table. There was a scented candle there that had never been used, but had accumulated a few years' worth of dust, which I blew away. I sneezed as I continued sliding over the hardwood floor until I got into the kitchen. There was a small ledge over the stove where the matches were kept. I grabbed a match and lit it, then lit the candle. I slid back to the computer.

I placed the candle on the computer table, fully aware that I was being ridiculous.

TAKE THE FIRST ANIME/MANGA. THINK ABOUT IT WITHOUT CLOSING YOUR EYES. STARE INTO THE CANDLE.

I LIKE THE SMELL OF CINNAMON.

When I saw the screen change, I had been surprised. I hadn't pressed the "go" button. Actually, there hadn't been a "go" button.

What surprised me more was that my candle was cinnamon scented. I broke into a light sweat, and I trembled. This was some pagan ritual! Somebody was watching me! I moved to turn off the computer when the screen changed again.

DON'T!

"Don't?" I asked, my voice three octaves too high. "What do you mean, 'don't'?" I groaned. "I'm talking to a computer. That's enough. I'm going to bed." I left the candle burning and computer on and got up.

Suddenly, an ear-slitting sound rang out from the computer. It wasn't loud, it was just extremely high. My cat, Prints, woke suddenly and hissed at the computer. Being closer to peeing on myself than since I was five, I turned. Lightning flashed outside.

DON'T FORGET YOUR HOT CHOCOLATE.

I grabbed my cat and ran to my room. I hid under my blankets and convinced myself it was all a dream.

--

It was light out when I opened my eyes. I could see no clouds in the sky, and the wind that had been so ferocious last night was now a dull breeze. Prints was awake and laying on his back, sprawled out and ready for a lazy Caturday.

I got out of bed and flitted down the stairs. I walked into the living room, which smelled of cinnamon, and stopped dead in my tracks.

"Kayla," my father called from behind the latest Sports Illustrated issue, "you left a candle burning. That's dangerous. Be more careful."

"Sorry, Dad. I will." I stared at the computer and walked over to it. I pressed the keyboard and the screen saver went away. The internet was on, and Google was up, with the word "anime" typed into the search bar. I clicked "Google search" and the results came up.

Wikipedia was the first result.

There wasn't a remaining trace of last night's nightmare.

Somehow, I didn't feel at all relieved.

A/N: Yeah, I did get the website idea from Hell Girl, but I'm not adding Hell Girl into this story because I don't like it very much.