122: The Story of Fman122

Warning: This is a creepy pasta about Fman122 the famous hacker, none of this is real, and i made almost all of it up.
"F" danced around his small appartment, the shadows of furniture sat motionless on the floor as the one lamp that was on in the whole appartment flickered. It was midnight and he knew that only the bravest (and the rarest jammers) would be online. With the click of a mouse he was sent to Coral Canyons, Aladin. He smirked and clicked a jammer that had many rares on their trade. He had tried it on many spare acounts and his glitch had worked. He Clicked message, typed "Thanks for playing!" and sent a necklase to the rare jammer. He watched them dissapear, as he was logged on to their acount. He smirked, and laughed silently. The jammer's code would be disconected soon, so F sent all their items to his acount, and logged off.

To be continued