“Aw, crud no.” The wizard banged his hand on his keyboard and then frantically clicked around with his mouse checking all his spell files: Text documents of magic words, pictures of runes, spreadsheets of magical creature species. He looked through his entire computer and almost all his data was ruined and hacked. Files missing and damaged.
“What happened?” He muttered.
His Internet browser was still open from the night before. Looking
at that, he realized what had happened. He downloaded pirated enchantment
data for school. When he downloaded it he thought, “What's one
stolen spell gonna cost me?”
But apparently whoever uploaded the
data for the enchantment file, hid a virus inside. All the magically
formed programs and files loaded into the mystic gems on his hard
drive (wizards favored gems over disks and other data storage means) had
all been ruined. And maybe even some of his spells had been stolen from
him.
A creepy voice then filled the room, “Youuuuu...I'veeeee comeee
tooo tormmeennnttt youuuu forrr the ressssttt of yourrrr
dayyyssss...”
The wizard put his hand to his head and moaned. He knew
that was a ghost. The illegal enchantment he downloaded was not only
a virus, but a curse, which also gave him a ghost haunting his
computer.
Maybe he should have just downloaded the enchantment
legally.
Posted with permission from Langdon's Flash Fictions
