"Browsing the internet is more than a hobby for Cameron, it's more like a lifestyle. But now, he goes to a site he thought was dead long, long ago." Cameron stared at the mirror next to him, his brown parted hair looked like it was judging him. "I really need to stop narrating my own life." He took a sip of his soda and typed in roleplayerguild.com and hit enter, but what popped up wasn't really what he was expecting. A little different than he remembered it. Actually, a lot different than he remembered it. A lot of the colors were bright and misplaced, they overlapped each other in some places, too. "Huh, guess they decided to go all modern." He then noticed the loud static coming out of his speakers. "Bah! What is this heresy!" He turned off his speakers but the noise kept going. "Weird... I wonder if I'm the next great creepypasta." He laughed a little at himself as he brought his cursor over the login section and entered his old password and username, after which he was brought to a black screen. "Fantastic." He noticed a small blue circle in the middle of the screen. "Well, that's weird." He continued to look at it as it slowly grew larger with every passing second, and as the circle grew, so did the static. Soon after the circle turned into a long tunnel that didn't seem to have an endpoint. "It's just like those trippy newgrounds animations." Cameron leaned into the screen to look at it as a wind pushed his face onto it. He struggled to pull himself off, but it was like he was glued to it. "Well, this is how I die. I never got to try poutine, or true irish whiskey, or that cool arabic pizza with cheeseburger crust... am I too calm for this?" But as the questions soared through his head he was pulled into the screen. All around him was a swirling vortex filled with planets and cheeseburger pizza. "My god, i'm in heaven!" As he yelled he landed in the middle of a grassy turf, it felt like it was freshly cut. "Yes, I was." He said as he quickly left consciousness.