There was a girl who was looking through MySpace profiles with her friend. They came upon this one MySpace profile that really unnerved them. It had strange creatures in the background and the man in the profile picture looked like a complete psycho. The girls started laughing at how ugly and disturbing he was. Right then, an instant message popped up,
SatanStalker: So how do u like my MySpace??
XxLoVemExX: What? Who is this anyway?
SatanStalker: U should know. Ur looking at my MySpace right now.
XxLoVemExX: How do you know that I'm looking at ur pro??
SatanStalker: I know when people look at my MySpace.
XxLoVemExX: What? That doesn't make any sense, how?
SatanStalker: I just do. Especially pretty girls like you. Nice legs BTW.
The girl was wearing high shorts and she tried to pull them down a little to cover what she could. The girls were starting to get freaked out.
XxLoVemExX: Ok whatever man you're starting to scare me.
SatanStalker: You should be afraid. You wouldn't want an ugly guy like me. I know what you said about me to your friend a minute ago.
The girl and her friend were in shock. The girl's friend started to tremble and said "Just block this psycho!"
"Do you think he's watching us?", the girl replied anxiously.
SatanStalker: You know I am. And it wouldn't matter if you blocked me anyway. It wouldn't stop me from coming to your house. I know you two are alone.
XxLoVemExX: I'm going to leave now because you're really freaking me out.
SatanStalker: Your screen name says "LOVE ME". Trust me, that won't be a problem.
Just then, SatanStalker signed off. The girl and her friend were really scared. To take their minds off the creepy guy, they went upstairs to the girl's bedroom and had a pillow fight. Laughing about it, they tried to tell themselves that it was just someone playing a joke on them.
All of a sudden, the girl's friend said that she had to go to the bathroom. The girl waited patiently for her friend to come back, but after ten minutes, her friend still hadn't returned and the girl started to wonder if something was wrong. She knocked on the bathroom door, but there was no answer.
The door slowly creaked open and she saw her friend's dead body lying there on the ground. Before she could scream, a man's hand came from behind her and covered her mouth.
The next morning, the bodies of two dead girls lay on the bathroom floor, covered in blood. Both of their heads had been chopped off and nailed to the wall.