A short random story.
It was early in the morning on a mid November day. Although the sun was shining it was kind of cold outside. So I decided to call in sick for the day and stay home, and enjoy my day with my online friends. On days like this we usually didn't do much. We would just go and play some games, talk about some random stuff, and tease each other a bit. But today was different, another person had joined our group in today's call. He called him self Harold the Great, to me he just seemed like a hardcore role player. But after he noticed my disbelieve he send me a copy of his green card. I had no choice but come to the conclusion this guys name really was Harold the Great. This was the faithful meeting, but the peaceful moments did not last to long.

It's been about 3 months now since Harold joined our group, and he has been suggesting some really weird stuff. First of he tried to arrange a real life meeting with the all of us. Is he a mad man? Even though we are playing games together all day and it feels like the all of us known each other for years. A real life meeting would just be a bit to much I'd guess. So creative as I am, I managed to keep making up excuses for the last 2 months. But Harold does not want to give up at all. He keeps trying to make it happen, and some how every time he mentions this I get a bad feeling. A feeling of bad omen.

Yep, it really is going to happen now. For about half a year now Harold has been begging for us to meet, and these girls in our group just wouldnt quit nagging to make some time free to do so. Even though I really did not want to go i couldn't just let those guys go. This would mean I would be the one left out, I who created this group. So strongly reluctant as I were, not going was not a option. So with the decision to meet made we started to discus where we would meet up.  And in the end we finally decided to go to Utrecht in the Netherlands. As me and some other members lived really close to it we decided to meet up at the station. The other members had quiet the travel time as they came from Sweden and America. In the end only 12 of the 20 members could actually come. Some still had their jobs to attend to, and one of them could not leave their Country as he had been suspected in some mayor internet crimes. Well guess we will see how it rolls.

So the moment of meeting is closing in. Right now im waiting at the station for the other 2 members. The meeting time at the station was 12 o'clock but its already 1:30 and there is still nobody here. I almost feel like if been set up, or something along those lines. Slowly freezing to death I made the decision to go and buy some coffee at one of the store. Just as I started walking towards the shop a intense pain runs through my head. And shortly after evrything turns black. Slowly becoming conscious again I started to asses the situation. I came to the meeting point, got knockd out, got a insane headache and am unable to see. There where some faint voice's in the distance, as some frends of mine also spoke this language I managed to understand it a bit. It was Swedish for sure, and the voices sounded pretty similar to the voices on skype I hear so often during my gaming sessions. Slowly but surely I understood, it was all a set-up. I had been lured to that place and got kidnapped. While realising this my conscious slowly started to fade again, " God that has been some hard hit you gave him" was where the final words I heard before fainting again.