Static Mind

Let it burn. Part 3

After leaving the meeting with the leader, Chandler headed for a piece of land he found along the way, took a piece of wood, and let out all his grudges and frustration with everything he found, no matter if he got hurt in the process, he needed to get it out of his system so He could think straight. Ignoring the feeling caused by the splinters embedded in the flesh of his hands, he reasoned that he had no choice for the moment but to give in. His father taught him not to trust anyone in the field of business, perhaps it was not his intention, but Chandler developed a great distrust with everyone, all that fame of the popular boy is to highlight his existence, like the friends you add to Facebook but don't know anything, to inflate the number and their ego. He is alone, appealing to a basic survival instinct in the human being. It was Cameron or him. The answer is obvious at this point.

The next few weeks, Chandler used all his resources in and out of school to make the boy's life hell, from the typical thing like stealing his lunch or putting him in his own locker for as long as possible, to how cruel it could be like forcing him out in his underwear by stealing his clothes during gym class. Or the classic of hanging it from the panties on the pole before making the salute to the flag. He was never comfortable doing this, but the fear of just thinking how his life would go down the toilet with the mistreatment's publication continued. On the good side, Loud was in charge of encouraging Cameron with empty words and to keep him at bay. Several times saw little white talking about how soon they were bored of him. The wrong call. I didn't expect things to escalate to such an extent.

A notification came from the school to his email. Cameron had charged him with the principals for serious school abuse.

That re-activated that part that has not come to light since the puppy incident, a passive fury that would wait for the moment to attack and take revenge on all the problems that this complaint caused him. His parents managed to get to the director's price so that this didn't escalate to majors. It was where he learned of the old man's pathetic dream of being a comic artist as Loud's friends idolized him to be. He needed to start the project to try to be happy at the gates of the twilight of his sad life, all that facade of the man of morality and

discipline broke into a thousand pieces to reveal the true being behind the mask. He had a hard time believing in that phrase everyone said not to lose faith in the world. Are we the good guys more? It should be the bad guys. It's not negative. It's realistic.

His parents only criticized him for the time wasted on this matter, taking away privileges for a relatively short time, they are the type of parents who think that giving money and gifts to children replaces the lack of time and attention they cannot give them because of their jobs, there was only one person who saw it with other eyes. Unfortunately, he is no longer with them. Chandler waited patiently until he found his chance.

One of the nerds working for the group found out Cameron would enter an online indies game contest. From little to nothing, Chandler understood the technical details. Only he was left, who invested a lot of time and is important to his whistleblower. He had to attack there. Days later, taking advantage of one of Cameron's breaks to go to the bathroom in the school library, a quiet place to work because no one goes to the library these days, Scott moved the game data on a USB while downloading a file that one of the geeks emailed him to upload to the contest page. Cameron may be a genius for programming but leaving his account and password already saved? His loss.

The virus would kill the rest of the stuff inside this computer.

In a way, Chandler was able to see over the internet the fate that would await him if he made a mistake now. Hateful comments and death wish abounded in the comments section of Cameron's supposed game. No matter how many times the nerd closed his accounts, hate messages kept coming because that's how the internet works. After all, who would agree with a game based on the actual story of a five-year-old girl's rape and murder? Wherever you are, the pedophile recreating the horrifying video found in the Deep web, Daisy's Destruction must sound a bell to you.