Crashing

Hello! This is my first creepypasta so it may not be good. I also do not reccomend anyone under the age of 9 read this. People usually say 13+ or even higher, but I really think that younger people are more mature now. Also because I'm only 11 lol. This does contain blood and death muahaha. Feel free to fix any grammar mistakes, but do not grief or vandalize the story. I have copied the entire story in case it happens anyways. (In pov of player, not animal)

Crashing
I logged onto Animal Jam and was greeted by a packed Jamaa Township. I checked my trade list to make sure my short collars were still there. A pink short, a purple short, and a green short. I moved my mouse over to an empty space right near Jam Mart Cloting. I began what I had been doing for the past few days. "my list for good long say pie if deal," I typed. I repeated this as my Arctic Wolf swayed its paws in a dreamy manner. My Arctic Wolf sported a purple long spiked collar, black elf cuffs, and a black worn blanket. Most of the time went as usual, no fair offers or anyone agreeing to my deal, just either girly arctic wolves with new membership or new jammers trading me trash. My Adobe Flash Plug-in crashed, probably from all the people doing everything. It was normal for it to crash like this. I just reloaded the page and logged back in, and continued to advertise my trade. Then I heard a Ding and a small number one by my den. I went to my den and there was a new jammer with pink spiked hair and a blue star cape. Nothing odd, just a noob at the game testing out all the features to the game. They walked around everywhere and then just stood there. I clicked their player card and saw that they also had a rabbit. It was green with orange evil eyes. It was also wearing butterfly wings. They kept standing there, then I saw them say "were do u get the colors" I thought for a minute, then typed,"you can get them from forgotten desert or trade for them" They replied,"ok" and left. I realized I probably just sent a new jammer to spam trade for someone's spike, oh well. I went back into Jamaa Township and continued to make my animal chant my trade offer and dance. I didn't get anyone to agree to it, so I moved to the pillow room to see what kind of drama was going on there. It was just the usual. "Bay be" bunnies needing to be adopted, cringy spiked arctic wolves talking about how they're "potatos!! Lololol!! XD XD!" And how they are "sooooo random lolz!!! WAFFLE XD XD ecks dee!!" And others. My animal sat down right in the middle of the pillow room. I was just people watching. The same new jammer from earlier was in there. ''Huh, that's unusual. I normally don't see the same person twice.''I thought. I checked their player card. Yep, same wolf, same rabbit, definitely the same person. They approached me. I switched animals into a rabbit which was white with red splatters, because it was used in a wolf roleplay and they needed prey. I decided to just leave it. I moved to the bottom right corner of the room where all the vases and pots were. Maybe that would make them think I was a different person. I made sure not to type anything so that they wouldn't be able to click on my username from the new chat log update. I locked my den so nobody could get in it anyways. I received a buddy request on my screen from the new jammer. I declined it. How were they able to click on my username to send it, anyways? I was hidden at the bottom of the screen. They sent another buddy request. I declined again. Then I heard the ring of my den doorbell. The doorbell. To my locked den. A number one next to my den that was locked. I freaked out, trying to think of what to do. I didn't want to go in my den. Animal Jam started to lag. I clicked to go to Coral Sands. There was nobody there except for an eagle next to Overflow. I knew I was safe there and there would be no lag. I thought there was none, at least. The screen wasn't glitching. But I realized the game was frozen. I couldn't move my animal and the eagle's wings had stopped flapping. Then the screen went black and it said that my Adobe Flash Plug-in had crashed because of overload of data. I didn't see how that could happen though, I was in a practically empty land. I closed out of the web browser and reopened it. I typed in animaljam.com in the bar. I logged in and everything seemed to be running smoothly again. My den was empty. I found my spot in Jamaa Township and continued my search for a good long collar. In almost a minute a crocodile approached me and typed,"Sure! I will be happy to trade my purple Rare Long Spiked collar for your three Rare Short Collars." I thought it was strange how they typed in perfect grammar. Nobody ever does that. I didn't care though, I would get another purple long spiked collar to trade for a black long collar and another long! I typed,"ok put ur collar on trade" I waited a second and the crocodile replied,"I have put my purple Rare Long Spiked Collar on my trade list." I traded my short collars, they accepted, and it was a done deal. I decided to just sit there in satisfaction and watch other jammers doing what they were doing. I noticed that there were a wide variety of animals playing, instead of just mostly arctic wolves, wolves for nonmembers, a few bunnies, some foxes here, and some coyotes there. There were all sorts of animals that aren't played often everywhere. There were llamas, hyenas, pandas, elephants, whatever animal in Animal Jam you can think of, it was probably there. And everyone was talking in perfect grammar. There were no scammers either. Usually, there's at least one arctic wolf that either "got hacked" or "it's their birthday". It seemed like everyone was friends. It looked... fake. Like the way ads portray Animal Jam. It was all forgiving, nobody was harsh and cared about rares. I thought it was strange. I went to one of the user-hosted dance parties. It was the same. Nobody was trading or advertising, there was no dating, no drama. There were just some jammers on the dance floor dancing and saying cheesy things like,"This party is so fun!" And "I really like your dance moves!" There was only one arctic wolf on the screen, in the place where the DJ would be. They were even cringier than the others. "You are some crazy party animals!" And "This music is funky fresh!" Were some of the, I assumed, auto-generated phrases in the speech bubbles. I typed,"hey dj" and they sat toward me and said "Are you having fun at this jamtastic party?" I ignored the question and typed,"r u a real person or just a bot lol" What I got in return was,"That's awesome! Glad you are having fun and Jam on!" That confirmed my suspicions. All these jammers were just bots making the game look overly positive. I tried to change servers, but the only other server was named "TEST_0492=INT.zip", so I assumed I was not supposed to go there. I wanted to be daring, because this sugar-coated version of Animal Jam was boring. I clicked the server and my web browser crashed again. I opened it back up, but this time my animal was in an empty Jamaa Township. For some reason, it had the halloween skin. I don't know why. Instead of the halloween theme playing, I just heard dark-sounding low tones. I assumed it was the regular Jamaa Township theme, but slowed down. It was making me feel weird, kinda guilty. But for doing what? I didn't do anything. It was creeping me out, so I turned the music off. The log out button was gone too, but I didn't worry, because I could just close out of the web browser if it got too bad. I tried to switch animals because my blood-spattered bunny was eerily fitting. All my other animals were covered with the vine with the "Members Only" symbol. Okay, something's going on, because I'm not a nonmember yet. I thought. I went to my den, the new Liza's Garden den. It seemed like something was missing though, as I traveled around my den. I couldn't figure out what. Then, the doorbell to my den rang. I froze in fear. I tried to get out of my den, but I couldn't control my animal. I was going to log out, but I remembered that the button was gone. I clicked to close out of my web browser, but an error message popped up on my screen when I did and I couldn't get out of the website. The new jammer wolf approached me. I noticed it had an item I hadn't seen before. It looked like a pirate sword, but bloody. It was in the wolf's mouth. I was sill terrified. I tried to rationalize, like, maybe it's a new item AJHQ released, sword in mouth. It's just glitched, It only looks bloody and they will fix it probably tomorrow, or it only looks like that because it's a red sword... My mind trailed off. I knew there was no way that AJHQ would add that kind of item into the game. I knew it wasn't a glitch. This person had to be a hacker, or something, why would this happen if they weren't? Maybe they used inspect element or something to add a custom item into the game. I felt my heart through my shirt. It was beating fast. I was shaking and breathing hard, even though I knew it was just a game...   My mind got off track by the thought of the hacked item. I had not been paying attention to the new jammer itself. I froze as I saw it right over my animal. It zoomed in and the angle got all weird, like a cutscene. The wolf's head stared directly at me. Its eyes were bloodshot. The fur looked like real fur. It looked like it was staring at me. In real life. Not just out of a screen, but it felt like there was a wolf with a bloody knife in its mouth staring at me. I heard a voice from my speakers, even though I had the volume off. It sounded scratchy and low, I knew it had been edited. It was frighteningly loud too, as if my laptop had been screaming at me in full volume.

"I DID THIS ON PURPOSE. THIS IS MY GAME NOW. I SPENT MANY MONTHS DEVELOPING THIS ITEM AND THE CODE. I CREATED THIS LITTLE ANIMATED SCENE. I HAVE TAKEN OVER THIS GAME. I WILL TURN THIS INTO A WAR GAME. ANIMAL AGAINST ANIMAL. WOLVES WILL HAVE TO KILL AND EAT RABBITS TO SURVIVE. YOUR WRETCHED ALPHAS CANNOT SAVE YOU. THERE WILL BE BLOOD. THERE WILL BE INJURIES. THERE WILL BE DEATH"

And then the voice lowered to an eerie whisper.

"And the best part? When you die in the game, your IP address will be tracked. Your home address will be found. And you will be killed in real life too."

That's when the web browser crashed yet again. I dared to open it back up, since it was probably some prank, I mean it's not like you can actually find a home address from an IP address. When it automatically opened Animal Jam, I didn't even sign in. It was opened for me. The screen was completely black. Then I saw the New Jammer wolf. It was staring at me. Its eyes were hollowed out, just empty sockets. Its mouth slowly edged into a smile. The speakers sounded again.

"Do you know how I mentioned, if you lose the game, you will be killed? Well, your animal is a weak frail rabbit."

It showed a short clip of my rabbit being ripped apart. There was blood splattered on the floor of my den. My rabbit's intestines were flopping out. At the end, the new jammer triumphantly ripped out my rabbit's heart. My screen went completely black and I couldn't turn my laptop on. I jumped in fear when I felt a tap on my shoulder. In instinct, I turned around and saw a man in a blank white mask wearing a complete black jumpsuit. He whispered creepily.

"And it seems you've already lost"

I screamed as he pulled out a knife and stabbed my neck multiple times. It was the worst pain I've ever felt. I continued to scream and cry until he cut the artery and-