Not what i recorded


When I was 10, I was given permission to create a YouTube account. I was so excited, as all of my classmates and siblings had one already. Anyways, I went to YouTube to create my account. Once I created it, I downloaded Bandicam. I immediately hooked up my computer to my gaming console, inserted a game, and began playing. When I finished playing, I hit the F12 key, and the recording ended. I decided to watch my video to "re-live" my first video, so I opened Windows Media Player and selected the file.
It was then that my computer crashed.
I was worried that I had broken the computer, being the ten year old I was. Thankfully, the computer was just fine. The file I had tried to open with WMP was gone, and a .avi file appeared on my desktop. It was named "US." I was curious, so I tried to play the file. This time it worked.
I knew Bandicam only let you record up to ten minutes unregistered, so I was surprised when the video length said 23:47. I still hit the PLAY button, still wondering what the file contained. The first 5 minutes was me playing on my console, but slowly the gameplay and audio faded out, to show a man strapped down to a table.
A series of shadows could be seen on the walls, each one holding a knife. A hand could be seen reaching over the mans mouth, applying duct tape over it. He began to shake and scream erratically, only for the chains and duct tape to silence him.
My screen went black, but the audio was still playing. First, there was a voice saying, "You will never stop Us." Followed by, a muffled "PLEASE NO!!" Sobbing could also be heard, but it was drowned out by the whirring of chainsaws and laughs. My screen once again depicted the man on the table, but this time, many knives and chainsaws were inches above his body. The first chainsaw dove down, straight into his skull, and blood and brains spattered against the camera and table. The second and third ones cut through his abdomen, revealing his stomach and other organs. He once again screamed, but this time it was so loud that the duct tape couldn't stop it. The camera looked up for a second, showing many worried faces. One of the people took out their knife and stuck it straight through the mans' heart.
Blood spewed out, and the fighting and screaming stopped. The camera once again looked down at the body, and the screen flashed something. I went back many times, trying to see what the flash was. After many unsuccessful attempts, I finally paused on the image. It was a picture of me, sleeping in bed, with the words "US" written all over the walls. I was shocked, but played the video again. The video had a black screen for thirty seconds, and the word "Replay?" appeared on the screen. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't have replayed the video. The Replay button was unclickable. I sat in silence for a minute, trying to think about what had just happened.
As I was about to get up, I was knocked out. I woke up, chained to a table, with duct tape over my mouth. I saw many people in black robes holding chainsaws and knives. One of them said, "You will never stop Us." I screamed "PLEASE NO!!", but my voice was drowned out by laughing and the whirring of chainsaws. The worst part was that the person with the chainsaw was YOU!!!