‘Forget it, they aren’t checking on me so I don’t care.’ Jeff thought as he quietly shut his door and went back to his computer to check out the tab.
The blog was more of a collection of stories, he was beginning to think that the stories were all fiction, there was a list of recent items with the most recent being about a month ago it was about a ring that traded peoples voices when activated.
What made him believe they were true was not in the stories at all but in the comment section under the most recent one.
There were some people commenting about the topics as just stories, but then he saw it.
“Where did you get the ring?” a user going by the name ‘magical girl crimson heart’
“It was this weird shop run by a guy in a robe. I would tell you where but it’s gone now.” The storywriter ‘high alto’ wrote back
Another comment was “a guy in a robe? Like a wizard?” a user named Cyclops1873 replied.
This is weirdly specific Jeff thought.
The puzzle pieces were starting to fall into place.
He was about to continue his investigation when he heard a quite knocking on his door; in a panic he switched tabs and turned around right as the door opened.
His mom peeked her head in through the doorway.
“Jeff honey why are you still up…” she stopped mid sentence as she saw what was on his monitor.
Confused Jeff turned to look at his monitor before turning white as a sheet.
Although silent it was the same video his sister caught him watching before dinner. It restarted and was now auto-playing on silent in the background.
Flustered you slammed the screen shut on the laptop and turned back to see a blushing mother standing and staring.
“D-don’t worry honey it’s natural, I know you are just doing research f-for when you are healed up. Just get to bed soon you are still recovering; sleep tight!” she said as she rushed out of the room and shuffled down the hallway back to his parents room.