I woke up in the morning, got myself some coffee. Due to a recent lighting strike, my power recently went out and I called the mechanics to fix it. My offers were either not accepted, scams, even at one point a scam involved me getting attacked with a crowbar. After no luck, the next day i woke up and found that somehow my power was back on. I was so excited for this and loaded up TF2. Everything was there: My games, programs, porn, everything. So then a couple of hours later I went to play MvM with some friends. The game was called "MvM Zombies." I though this was going to be an awesome game. The place was a community server, so i could be denied of this experience. LAter, something was weird when I started to play. My credits rose to about 6000000, and tere wasn't any bombs or giants. There were only spies. Spies who's disguises were all green-skinned, like stereotypical zombies. Every backstab i took, I didn't die, much rather laughed my ass off, like in the Holiday Punch. I was rendered defensless at this point, since I was swarmed by zombies, and at least 5 of my most important teammates were AFK. So I restarted the game, and I somehow got to it, even though 3/4 of the players were AFK at that point. And I still kept my amount, somehow, and got all the upgrades, and readied up. Just right before the last player f4'd, I was greeted with Golden Freddy's face on my screen, as well as the Spy's screaming. I scare-quitted and went to another server. This time I was on one of my usual brony servers. I went to were id usually play around and went to high five somebody. It was at least 20 minutes and nobody went to hi-five me. i wondered what's delaying all this and went to find out. Suddenly I found a huge swarm of players near a wall. I was shocked to see what it was. It was sprays. Spray that would usually get banned almost immediatley. From MLP foot fetish to skulls. Not your casual skull, but a REAL SKULL. There were also sprays depicting Satan, death, disasters, poor people, dead people, skeletons and the Illuminati. I was creeped out and asked in the chat what the hell was going on. I was banned from the server for a whole week, for "Questioning the true gods upon us."
Later I got creeped out by this and went to do commisions on GMod. I loaded in a scout ragdoll and what I saw was creepy. the ragdoll was spazzing out to impossible degrees, the texture was all missing, except for the head and arms and on the face poser, its face was preset to a creepy smile. Everytime i did something with the scout (e.g. set bodygroups, freeze a limb, merge bones to it etc.) it crashed the Steam Bootstrapper. I told Steam Support about this issue, and when I got my response, It was nothing but a jumble of letters. On a second look, I realized there was a hidden webpage leading to a downloadable .pdf file. It was corrupted, at first, but I offered one of my friends the .pdf and it turned out to be the front page from tf2. The only thing was, the background was from halloween 2014 and it was in negative colour, the scout on the front page had my loadout and had no eyes and the title was no longer Team Fortress 2, it actually was called what looked like "Μισή ζωή τρία είναι σύντομα να είναι." I knew this was greek, but I couldn't understand it. None of my other friends either didn't believe me or didn't speak Greek. I couldn't go onto Google Translate either, due to my internet tending to be very very slow. I didn't want to translate it, since it'll probably bring bad things. Then it happened.
The owner of the MVM Zombies server invited me to chat. He talked to me about the .pdf and how it meant something else and how he didn't like me uncovering it's secret. He threatened me that if i told anyone about this, he'd "Force me to the darkest depths of hell to burn for all enternity." I was scared at this point and vowed to never tell anyone of this. But now I'm just feeling suicidal and taking that risk. Later he yelled at me in Greek and then left.
Then a couple of hours later, what I saw to my right, wearing a gibus, and smoking marijunia, was a skeleton, with a sniper rifle in one hand, and a can of Mountain Dew in the other. Hopefully you will heed this warning and not end up like me. I don't have much time left, so tell the others of this tragic tale, and never, ever, go to that server or download and unscramble that pdf file.