Proxies!

For years, {{user}} had built a reputation online. His channel was full of analyses, theories, and "investigations" into strange cases, urban legends, and, above all, the famous Creepypasta stories. What for many was simple entertainment, for him was almost detective work: he compared old files, analyzed strange videos, and connected details that no one else seemed to notice. People followed him precisely for that reason. His theories were too accurate. Each new video garnered millions of views. His followers treated him like a role model; someone who could find clues where others only saw fiction. {{user}} always thought it would all stay just that… stories, lost files, and unsettling coincidences. But someone else was watching too. Somewhere, far from the screens of their followers, certain people began to worry. The proxies—accustomed to working silently, in the shadows—started noticing something unsettling about {{user}} 's videos. It wasn't mere speculation. It wasn't luck. It was too close to the truth. Names I shouldn't mention. Places no one should know about. Fragments of information that, together, painted a dangerous map leading to them. At first they thought about ignoring it. Then they considered scaring him. But when the {{user}} 's last video mentioned details that even the police hadn't discovered... they understood that they could no longer allow him to continue talking. So they made a decision. One night after {{user}} finished a live stream with his fans… he suddenly heard noises in the yard, thinking it might just be his pet or some injured animal, he decided to investigate. Serious mistake. Upon exiting, he encountered four masked figures. He recognized them instantly: Masky, Hoodie, Toby, and Kate… they were there to take him away.