Hello, I'm back again. I've tried getting in contact with my friends, but it's been of no use. My Minecraft is up and running again. I went on the server. I saw things that were meant to stay unseen.
I should never have went into that damn house.
This is a message for anyone who might still be alive out in the world.
Don't download the mod. Never download it, never even speak of it. The risks are not worth the rewards.
Look at me. I downloaded the mod. And where am I now? I am huddled in a corner in my room with my laptop, trembling with fear. I believe I am going insane. This Red House mod was just too much for me.
To make it worse, my parents aren't even home right now. So I'm alone.
I've tried to contact the friend that sent me the third report, the one that told me not to trust my other friends. My efforts proved fruitless, until about an hour ago, when I received this message:
dont trust anyone theyre all gone theres nothing left
I tried messaging back about what he meant, but then he went offline. "Don't trust anyone. They're all gone. There's nothing left." What the hell was that supposed to mean?
I thought about it for a couple minutes, then I came to a conclusion. The book had said to never speak of it to anyone, and for good reasons. The people who desire the book are coming now, to retrieve their birthright. The police cannot protect me from them, nothing can protect me from their unnatural assassins.
They've taken over my friends, my family. It's spreading, like a virus. They would do anything to get their hands on this book.
I've decided not to give it to them.
I've read the book. It contains ancient secrets, secrets so powerful they must not be spoken of. The man who knows all shall hold the power to break the world. That kind of power must never fall into the wrong hands.
I am guarding the book with my life, but I suspect it is not enough. I can defend it to my last breath, but my efforts will yield no reward. I even tried to destroy it, but it has proven resistant to the flame and blade.
Knocking on the door. I'm hearing my parent's voices calling to me. I get up, but stop.
Why would they knock, when there was a doorbell?
Can I trust it? Should I open the door? The knocking is growing more vigorous, almost breaking down the door, something my real parents would never do. Is this actually happening or is it just the product of a broken mind?
Besides, they left with a house key...
The sound of a key turning in a lock. I guess this is it.
I'm grabbing a knife now, I can barely hear the footsteps coming up the stairs.
I locked the door. I barricaded it with all the furniture I have.
They're asking me to open the door, that they have my Christmas present. It's so convincing, they sound just like my real parents. But I must not go outside, I would rather die.
They're beginning to sound worried. I must not make a sound, I'm typing as quietly as I can.
They're serious now. They tell me that if I didn't come out, I wouldn't get my new iPod.
An iPod isn't worth my life. I will never open that door.
This might just be my last chapter. I'm hiding in the closet now, hoping they will not hear me. I can never tell when they might turn off the wireless, so I have no more contact with the world.
Never try that mod.