It had been many years since I’d last left my home city, and I hadn’t expected to be leaving any time soon. Little did I know that this would soon change when I heard the tales of a mysterious stranger that had come to town.
The stranger was said to be Bill Gates, the billionaire philanthropist. He had recently moved into a large, eerie mansion at the edge of town, and the rumors of his presence were spreading like wildfire. Some said he was conducting dark experiments using advanced technology. Others said he was up to no good and had sinister intentions.
Whatever the truth may be, I was immediately drawn to the mystery of Bill Gates and wanted to investigate for myself. I decided to take a late night stroll to the mansion and see what I could find out.
As I arrived at the large gates of the mansion, I noticed that one of them was slightly ajar. I cautiously crept inside and was immediately met with a cold chill. The gardens were overgrown and the windows of the mansion were eerily lit up. I continued inside, and as I stepped into the main hall, I heard a loud scream echoing through the corridors.
I followed the sound and soon came across a large laboratory in the basement. Inside, I saw Bill Gates hunched over a table, his eyes glowing with a strange blue light. He seemed to be working on some kind of device.
Suddenly, the device began to glow brighter and brighter until it suddenly exploded, sending a wave of energy outwards. From out of nowhere, strange creatures began to emerge from the darkness. They were tall and pale with sharp claws and glowing eyes.
I ran for my life as the creatures chased me throughout the mansion, eventually cornering me in an old library. As I cowered in fear, I heard a voice in my head telling me to open the book on the shelf in front of me. I did as instructed and before my eyes appeared a hidden passage that led to safety.
I quickly ran through the passage and eventually made my way back home. As I looked back at the mansion, I could still see Bill Gates standing in the doorway surrounded by the strange creatures. He seemed to be looking right at me with an expression of pure evil on his face.
That night, I knew that Bill Gates was not the benevolent philanthropist he claimed to be. And I vowed never again to meddle in such dark and mysterious affairs.
Author: Opney. Illustrator: Staby. Publisher: Cyber.
