So I was up late one night, as usual, working on something that I probably should have done earlier. I get this really strange message out of nowhere (pictured right).

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My computer was on the table behind me. I thought to myself, "Alright, I'll bite." I turn around, and there's just what I could only describe as a shadow with a face peering at me from the screen. I do what any logical person would do- I got out of there. I definitely wasn't screaming.

I came back about fifteen minutes later, carrying a large stick I had found outside. I tied a second stick to the first stick to make it even more formidable. My computer screen had returned to normal, except that a Word file containing my research for an upcoming paper was deleted.

I don't know what I did to make S mad, but I now carry three sticks tied together at all times. You know, just to be safe.