I’m lying here sick today. It’s nothing major, just a cold mixed with a sore throat. To pass the time, I’ve been browsing blogs. I ran into one earlier that I thought was frightening, but I had taken medication for my cold so I might have been hallucinating.

The blog didn’t have long teeth or dark, deep-seeded eyes. Actually the blog looked normal as normal could be. It had two columns, a white background, a header image of flowers (or was it grass?), and numerous posts.

Now before I get to the blog’s posts, I just want to state that I had never commented, dropped Entrecards or anything on this blog. It was like it just surfaced out of thin air, like that ghost in a movie about ghosts (but not the one with Patrick Swayze).

So here I am, listening to the news on TV, trying to make my headache disappear by reading some popular blogs. I surfed a few, commented on a tax entry, jumped over to read about a crazy stunt, and then I landed on this blog with the nondescript pages and the inviting header. It doesn’t seem scary, right? It’s just a normal blog.

I know what you’re wondering. What kind of blog was it? Was it a Make Money Online blog? Was it a personal diary? An affiliate site? Maybe it was a scantily clad female’s blog recounting her nights out at the club. Or was it a police officer’s blog where he talked in code about the arrests he made. Maybe it was an anonymous blog — a white page with black lettering, and someone posting about love, death, pain, or misery. Maybe it was one of those.

It’s message was fuzzy.

I heard the music startup as soon as the page loaded. But I’m hallucinating, right? No one would want to play music on a blog. Maybe I’m living in 1997. Had I somehow slipped through a wormhole? I’d heard strange stories of Robitussin, but never anything quite this bad. I closed my eyes and listened to the tune for a moment, realizing I had to be in 2008. The sounds were too urban, not 90s enough.

But what could this person be hoping to gain with music auto-playing on their web page? Did they feel it would lull their visitors into a state of suspense, waiting to hear how the notes petered out? Would they turn off their music planning to listen to the notes of this site? Why not, right?

The music started to pick up its pace — a frightening staccato sound, like Psycho times two. I’m fairly certain voices could be heard through the drum beats. I checked the address. It wasn’t Myspace. For a split second longer, I hung there with the sidebar widgets still loading. I knew what I had to do.

Ctrl + W!