It was late at night, and I was browsing Roblox. I came across a reenactment group for the Eighth Route Army, which wasn’t surprising since I often participate in Chinese Ro-nations.
About 10 minutes later, I decided to join the group. Almost immediately, I was friended by someone who seemed to be the owner. His name was “MonteFellop.” He wore a shirt that read, “Sorry girls, I’m not gay,” with blue pants, yellow skin, a Chinese fedora, and pom-poms. Hoping for a high rank in the group, I accepted the request. But instead of a normal conversation, I received disturbing messages like “herm herm herm herm” and “you gril? yes? i sex you.” Shocked, I unfriended him, and that was my biggest mistake.
Suddenly, my lights started flickering, and I heard a slowed-down, low-pitched version of Red Sun in the Sky. I froze completely.
After about 15 seconds, the music stopped, and my lights went back to normal. Shaken, I rushed to tell my friends. I opened Discord in a panic, but before I could type, I received a notification: “1 new friend request.” The user’s name was Mao II, and his profile picture was a Chinese Angry Birds pig with a menacing smile. Against my better judgment, I accepted the request.
I instantly received a picture of the front of my house with the caption, “你为什么要取消我的友谊！” I quickly translated it: “WHY WOULD YOU UNFRIEND ME!”
At this point, I was terrified. I peeked out the window, and to my horror, I saw something that looked exactly like MonteFellop’s character—but with realistic, bleeding eyes and a mouth slit open from cheek to cheek. He held a large dadao blade, dragging it along the ground as the sound of Red Sun in the Sky grew louder and louder.
I looked out again, praying he was gone. He had disappeared. But only five seconds later, I heard glass shattering, followed by the yelp of my dog. I ran downstairs, only to be met with the most horrifying sight: my dog, split open, with his organs scattered everywhere. Beside him was a cake next to a portrait. The cake had an image of MonteFellop on it, and the portrait was of the Angry Birds pig, staring into my soul.
After this event, I moved to another town, but no matter how far I go, before I fall asleep, I always hear the sound of Red Sun in the Sky and the scratching of his blade. I’m certain I will never recover from this incident.
Written by SalothSar333