136694 by S.F.J. Painter

Hello, you.

Remember me? It’s the “weird” kid from school who’s dead because of you.

I’ve got mates now. Mates who hate cyberbullies. (One password for everything? “BLACKHAREPRESS1234”? Idiot.)

We’ve been watching you dabbling in drabbles. So we wrote you this beauty.

133694

My mates whispered it to me. It’s a wicked number buried in Nostradamus’ prophecies. Read it three times and you’ll summon a demon.

One to go.

133694

You’ve got five seconds to pass it on.

Four …

Who do you hate?

Three …

Who ruined your life?

Two …

Whoops.

Sorry.

Wrong person.

Or maybe not.

LOL

 

 

About the Author

S.F.J. Painter lives with his lovely wife, cat, and chickens in the UK. He’s a former actor, puppeteer, and theatre director who has written or adapted over 20 professionally produced plays. S.F.J. Painter has been a mental health therapist for far too many years and is currently recovering from horrible prostate cancer.