![]() Someone had then asked me why I wasn't talking and iirc, I pulled the plug on my computer and called my friend. The man who paid $500 for that asked the Admin to end her with a knife immediately. I think I started crying and, to be completely honest, remembering it this much is about to bring me to tears again. However, someone offered $500 for something along the lines of beating the woman with a baseball bat. The details are still a bit blurry so even if I wanted to add them, it's difficult to do. I just remember being sat there in sheer terror, half trying to figure out how to help this lady and half completely frozen stiff. After welcoming people to "the show," as the woman cried he asked in type what the crowd wanted to see and how much they'd pay to see it. A woman with duct-tape on her face and a man with a black t-shirt over his head (or something similar). The person moving around was the Admin of the chat session and he came closer to the camera and uncovered the woman as she jumped in terror from that act alone. Inside what looked to be an abandoned house, was a person sitting on a chair sobbing with a pillowcase covering their body and someone else moving around stuff. As such, bringing up the more gorey no-sleep bits is a bit hard for me to think about, let alone write. What I saw is exactly what has been described by other accounts that have been posted. Only the most potent of teenage curiosity fueled my finger to copy and paste the link. I had only heard a couple things about Red Rooms before coming upon this. There was a looming terror of what it could mean. I was washed over with a wave of ice, frozen in my seat. "Red-room going live soon - (onion jargon here).onion"Īt this point, I was hit with a wave of emotion. However, when looking at the main page and seeing which post had the most recent, there was something posted within the last hour. There were a few sub-forums that were more active than others. Raping, torture, long-term abuse tactics, cannibalism, you name it.Īs with anything on the dark web, most the posts were either weeks or months old. All of the banter was about really dark topics. It was behind a wall of about 4 or 5 different forums linking deeper and deeper. I had stumbled on a forum, probably something along the lines of "Think.EvIL Forums" or some crap. The thing that made me uninstall TOR came about 2.5 weeks into using it almost religiously after school. I found various things like a dark-web search engine, something similar to a hidden-wiki, a few conspiracy sites, the usual drug stuff, porn I wanted to be nowhere near, and even a hitman forum. I was saving all the good links I could find in a notecard. My first couple of weeks were spent clicking around, just trying to go deeper and find different things. It didn't take long for me to download TOR and start looking up. Some of the older guys had some really interesting stories and I, of course, dug real deep into them all. The guy knew 3 coding languages by heart in his 7th grade.Īnyways, he ends up telling me about TOR and all that while we were chatting with some friends in IRC after school. I met him years earlier in a computer club in middle school and he had been integral in me becoming tech-literate over time. When I was 16, I had a really good friend a year younger who was deep into coding. ![]() This story goes way back to 2006, but I remember it like it was yesterday.
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