Pt 2. There is reports of a triple homicide, by a big hairy monster on the exact night of this occurrence. I'm not saying that it was him, but I'm also not saying it wasn't him.
Now, I live in fear, for both my safety and his. Who knows what trouble he got himself into that night, but he is still at large.
If you do ever meet this man in person, make sure it is during the day, when the moon is at its weakest, as he merely has the anger issues typical of a middle aged man living in his parent's basement. But if you do meet him at night, run. Do not upset him in any way. Don't even speak to him. If you meet him on the night of a full moon, its too late. It's better to just accept your fate than try to face his wrath.

Pt 1. I met this man on a late summer evening playing counter strike. We quickly made friends talking about how much we loved the sound of a negev's spray. Little did I know, this friendship would be the end of my sanity.
It started as most online friendships do, hopping on each night and playing CS into the early hours of the morning. Nothing too special, just two guys wasting their life away together. But something changed on the night of February 31st. I didn't think anything of it, but it was a full moon that night.
We played CS as normal, before getting to the map of underpass. We both hated this map, so we were both already on edge. He must of been more than normal, as when he was shot across the map by a Mac-10 he let out a howl full of rage. I had never heard something so frighting come out of a humans mouth. This was then followed by a heavy panting, before the mic went silent. I still haven't heard from him since, so I checked the news of his hometown.

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