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Okay, no fuckin’ way…
There’s no way I can shut this thing down and erase access to this guys FB and social media; Larry, sorry man, I am Dr. Frankenstein, I must create, let’s see if I can post pics to your profile, find a good one. Start small; some half-naked girl shit should get some looks and comments. Okay, three is good, these ones are really good, damn, something a little more hardcore for his Twitter, then some added follows and likes, nice, sinister, whatever, insert evil laugh.
Okay, Larry, let’s get you set up with a couple of Instagram accounts and jump down the rabbit hole.
I need to download one of those onion browsers and see if this works. This isn’t too bad, download and install. Oh, come on, what the hell is this, how am I suppose to find anything, fucking black screen shit. Whatever, I need to figure this out, but right now, I will just see if I can stick to what I know and what I have started with Facebook. Or I can go see if this guy is on LinkedIn; yeah, why not, I am sure this guy is a corporate giant. More like asshole, probably.
This onion shit is impossible. I don’t know code and there is like no firkin’ browser, search engine toolbar crap, black screen, stupid shit. I will figure it out, a little more research, I guess; that is what spiders, crawlers, and trackers do: locate pages, I guess. Until I figure out how to find sites or pages, I will post and creep his media, see what happens. Get some friends to follow him and add their own shit too, what the hell.
Oh man, a text from Cameron. Cool, I better take a look.
I gotta go take a look at the profile.
Holy crap, this is really messed up. I was just posting some lame basic shit, totally harmless. I need to delete the texts with Cameron and any others I may have made about this shit phone. I gotta to find a way to reset the defaults, erase and burn this thing. I should have gone with my first impulse to ignore the unlocked profile and start fresh; someone never wiped this thing right in the first place, not my problem.
But now it is my problem; if so, someone looks to find who put that shit on line. Delete and retreat. I am done with this and online posting of crap. I guess there are ways to really hurt someone; hard to know when they are real people or a ghost.
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R. William Standish is an aspiring writer and devoted father of three. After several years in the film and television industry in Canada, he has had the chance to meet some amazing people, travel, and experience things not for normal consumption. As a camera assistant and operator, he has been in the line of fire on many occasions and inside explosions and crashes, just to name a few incredible opportunities. He is the author of Chalk Outline These Thoughts, Chalk Outline These Thoughts, Vol. 2, The Secrets Men Keep, and most recently the poetry collection The Passion Hidden Within.