PS666

For most people out there, 7th generation is like a bottle of Coke, but for me, it's a horrifying memory that cannot be erased.

It was May of 2015, and I was starving to get a PS3, but my dad didn't have enough money on it.

I had been made fun of at school, and "James didn't have a PS3!" was their chant that they said at me while they're making fun of me.

I went home filled with tears and told my dad that I had been made fun of at school, and that they were a jerk to me. My dad said that it's fine, because he can look for a cheap copy of a PS3.

He then went on Amazon, searched for PS3, and, on the bottom of page 7, he noticed an item that went under the name "POSSESSED PS3 DO NOT BUY!" The good news is that it was only 1 dollar! My dad bought it, and it came in the mail about 2 days later.

In the box was a PS3 Slim (Unlike the original PS3, this PS3 model sacrificed PS2 backwards-compatibility, kinda like how the Nintendo Wii's second model ditched GameCube backwards-compatibility.), and it looked like the official one from Sony. What came with it was a lot of wires. Also, there are 200 PS3 games that came with it, and 100 PS1 games that came with it, and there are 300 games that came with the PS3 in total.

I hooked it up, set it up, grabbed my controller, and got ready to play.

Man, I really, really, really, really, REALLY shouldn't have done that.

Well, the startup screen was the one you'd see on a PS3 Slim, but the background was red. And not just red, I meant BLOOD RED.

"What's with the blood red color?" I thought.

I made my own user, named it "AlexK215", made my PSN account, and when I was about to insert one of the game discs, I noticed that my user had 6666 trophies (If you don't know what a trophy is, it's practically a PlayStation version of an Xbox accomplishment, with the word "trophy" as its name). This freaked me out so much, I put down the disc, turned off the PS3, and took a 2 hour break by using my Chromebook.

2 hours later, I gave up using my Chromebook, and decided to play my PS3, thinking that it was just a prank played by a 15-year-old who had gone into pranks.

But it's not.

The setup screen's background was lightest blood red this time, and the text changed to "PS666".

"What is happening?!" I cried.

Now my PSN avatar was of a dead man, with his intestines ripped out, hanging on his body, his lungs all gone, his head torn apart, and one of his ankles split. I was more freaked out than before.

My user's name was changed to "666", and that freaked me out way more.

It was at this point that I needed a break. I inserted one of the games, which is a PS1 game, and it was called "International Superstar Soccer Pro '98".

I played as USA, and, since USA was in North America, I played against Mexico.

Sure enough, the match is normal, and I was winning 2-0.

But when I was about to score a 3rd goal, Mexico grabbed a knife, and stabbed my players over 100 times. Now all my players were dead, except one, which was heading for the goal. And scarier than that, I heard the startup sound in earrape, and I cannot do anything but think about the text on the startup screen.

And the scariest of all was that I did not get the penalty. Mexico did, and stabbed my goalkeeper. I was horrified.

I took the game out, turned off my PS3, went on the bed, and cried for 10 minutes. I guess the item's name on Amazon was right. It really is possessed.

Then I stopped crying, and I looked up, and saw that the ceiling had words that said "Don't look behind you!"

I looked down, and I disobeyed the ceiling by looking behind me. I saw a horrifying monster that looked like one of Mexico's players. It had a knife in one of its hands.

I screamed, then ran for my life, and I took one of my dad's working tools, which is a hammer, and I yelled, "That PS3 must die!"

Then I ran past the monster, ran for my PS3, and smashed it several times, until it got destroyed. The monster quickly disappeared.

Then I grabbed the box of games, and yelled, "These games must serve the same fate!"

Then I threw the games out of the window, and I was relieved never to see it again.

Then my dad came into my room, and saw that the PS3 is destroyed.

My dad asked me why I destroyed it, and I told him that it was possessed, and that it summoned a monster that was about to kill me.

My dad was horrified. He said thanks to me, and he reached for the PS3, unplugged it out of the wall, and threw it out of the window, and it landed into the games.

We were happy never to see it again.

The next day, I went on Amazon to see if the possessed PS3 Slim was still on sale, and I realized that the item never existed. No online shopping websites had that item on sale. I was relieved.

If you ever see this item on Amazon or anywhere else, don't buy it!