The New Lap Top

It was raining when the new laptop was delivered. A bleak, dark day, the sky nothing but a black and gray swirl of nimbus clouds. Mikey had feigned illness to his mother that morning, wailing and moaning that he was sick with the flu and couldn’t go to school, so she had let him stay home that rainy day.

He was in his room, tapping a new creepypasta story into his computer, when the doorbell rang.

When he went to the front door and opened it there was a large albino man in brown coveralls with long, stringy white hair that was soaked and dripping with water. His red eyes were ringed with dark circles that stood out against his impossibly white skin.

Odd as he looked he seemed like a nice guy, with a big, toothy grin on his face, but Mikey couldn’t help but notice that his name tag simply read 666.

He handed Mikey the package and winked at him in an odd way, stating simply, “Enjoy, kid.” He then quickly strolled off towards his delivery van. The delivery company was one he didn’t recognize: Louie Cyphers Next Day.

Right away Mikey noticed that the box had been tampered with, ripped open and resealed with too much brown, paper packaging tape. And when he opened the box it gave off a foul odor and the black, crinkly, dried remains of what appeared to be some kind of plant matter fell out. It gave off the scent of some herb his Italian Grandmother used in her marinara sauce.

But, when Mikey opened his new lap top it looked shiny and new enough, still wrapped in cellophane and gleaming. He immediately went on line and started downloading games and everything seemed just fine.

Then a message appeared that terrified Mikey; it read: You are dead and in hell. You will repeat this day for eternity.

He was scared and felt a presence behind him. Yes, something or someone was behind him. He turned around and... nothing was there.

He laughed to himself. There was nothing to be afraid of; he was just freaking himself out. It was a great day: he was going to get his new laptop today. Then the doorbell rang.

When he went to the front door and opened it there was a large albino man in brown coveralls with long, stringy white hair that was soaked and dripping with water. His red eyes were ringed with dark circles that stood out against his impossibly white skin.

It was raining when the new laptop was delivered.