MusicCity.com

Hello, my name is Ashlyn, I am a twenty-two year old female and love music. My favorite kind of music genres are: Jazz, Rock&Roll, Hip-Hop, and R&B. One day, while I was searching on the internet for Jazz, I stumbled apon a website called: MusicCity.com. So, I clicked on the website and saw many different genres of music. I found a Jazz category and clicked on it. I found this jazz song called "Dark Month". It was a four-minute and thirty-four second song. Curious as to why it had such a strange name, I plugged my headphones in and clicked on the link. When I put my headphones on, I heard various instruments make loud distorted sounds. Then I heard the singer,

his voice was loud and scratchy instead of smooth singing; He yelled the lyrics so loud it made my ears ring. After three-minutes and fourty-one seconds, I thought the song was over; but, i was wrong. The remainder of the song was just loud bangs and screams. The noise blasted in my ears until they bled. I then threw the headphones down, but I could still hear it from the headphone speakers. When the song ended, I read a discription of it. It read, "Dark Month is about The World ending, and it went on for a whole month. Then, screams and banging were astroids and buildings falling with humans screaming in pain." I then turned off the computer and headed to bed. I woke up the next morning, and went back to my computer and did some research on dark month, I didn't notice that listening the song contacts the maker of it; the creators musician name was Bultlost a artist who stalks people and hacks them threw his songs, he usally hacks into their adresses and accounts anonymously. I also saw that there was a email, I clicked on it and read it. It said, "OH GOD IS THERE ANY SURVIVERS IN THE WORLD?! IF YES THEN CALL US AT, 405-567-6675!" I dropped the note and ran to my computer to look up what the song used to be made. Appearently, they were voice recordings of people who were tested to see what the world looks like when it ends; and, it made them go crazy. The jazz was on a old cd player that had a scratchy disc playing on it. I then saw a van appear outside my house. I hid in the nearest closet. I could hear mummbling voices from my closet I noticed it was Bultlosts voice.

I heard mummbling outside my closet door; I accidently coughed from the dust in the closet. He heard it, and opened the closet doors. He saw me and grabbed me quick. Bultlost tied me up and threw me in his van and said, "You will be great for the next song, Bloody Clouds." He closed the van's doors and I got one of my arms loose from the ropes, and grabbed my phone. It was a good thing i had my phone in my pocket; so, I called the number I remembered from the email. It was a number to one of the Tested subjects that escaped. He anwsered on the first ring and i said, "HELLO? HEY I AM IN A VAN AND I NEED YOUR HELP!" He said he will be there shortly and I waited patiently. After five minutes, I saw a car heading to the back of the van were I was at. He pulled out his wrench and he pulled the doors open with it, and I jumped out of the van. He went out of the car and picked me up, He then said, "Are you alright?" I replied, "Yeah, I am just done with Jazz." Bultlost had no idea I escaped since he had the radio up to full volume. Bultlost continued to drive to his music station, where he would trap people and make them have visions of there worst fear and record their screams. Bultlost is still roaming around to this day, looking for me. But police are investagating Bultlost, just take my advice: Don't go to MusicCity.com.