At eight o'clock he got up from the computer. He had trimmed the video and edited it again. He continued from where the first creature attacked him then, went to the boss's room, where he stepped on the stone. People would not suddenly realize that time was running. After all, they didn't believe what they were watching was real.
The video ended with Baran seeing red eyes, firing all his bullets and then screaming to death. After watching the video at least ten times, there was no trace of fear in it. He seemed used to looking at them.
It was time to upload the video he had prepared for the application. He had been sitting hungry at the computer for three hours. He entered the site after he had fed. He had to sign up to upload his video. He wrote down his mailing address and password. The smoke of the tea glass on the table was smoking harmoniously.
Username…
Baran hands off the keyboard. He leaned back. Took a big sip of his tea. He was terrible at naming something. Finding a suitable name could take their hours. It was a strange obsession. He placed his fingers on the keyboard keys.
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Deleted.
He wrote, but the site interface failed.
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He stared blankly at the screen for fifteen minutes. Half-drunk tea has turned cold. His patience was running out.
"It shouldn't be that hard to find a name! I go to die regularly every week. It's like an inevitable hole! Wait a minute! I got it."
He wrote the name he found on the interface.
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This time he didn't think much and wrote down his short one-word username.
The English equivalent of the word appeared in parentheses. Baran was surprised.
He pressed enter. The site accepted the username. After his mail was approved, he could now upload his video. It started uploading the video. The video was close to three minutes. He wrote his title in English for everyone; Hell. He left the description part blank. As the video continued to load, he looked at his profile. It was empty for now.
He put a plain black picture as his profile picture and left the description space blank again. He didn't need to give any explanation to the people who watch the videos for fun. Much of his profile was devoted to follower comments. Baran had no followers at the moment.
Over time, people would leave comments on your profile. The video was uploaded. Published. He looked at his watch. He would meet his first customer in four hours. He set his alarm and went to get some sleep. He was going to drive late at night today.
During the day, he used his phone less than notifications from his customers. Ismail sent a long explanation message in the evening. He had not have time to read the message. When he landed his last customer, it was two o'clock in the night. On the way home, he raised the volume of the radio, so as not to fall asleep.
Techno wordless music was doing his job in keeping his sleep away. When he got home, he fell asleep without even thinking about the video he uploaded to the app. He didn't have to get up early in the morning. Sunday was his vacation. After the shower session was over, he decided to be lazy. He went in front of the TV. He was looking at the morning news.
He could not pay attention to normal daily news. Fire, murder, and new technology were commonplace to him. Hell wasn't going out of his sight. The reality of what happened was slowly changing the order of his life, but the sense of adrenaline he felt somewhere in him was tempting.
When was the last time he felt the blood in his veins flowing so fast? He got a message. He was still unable to fully read the message about the boss Ismail sent yesterday. The message was from Aykut. He shared a video link to him.
"When we met last time, there was an app that you didn't like? Maybe this video changes your mind."
Baran pressed the video link without replying. The video was shot by a famous film studio called Ravens.
Are film companies aware of the existence of Hell? Baran thought.
A second article appeared after Ravens Films passed the article. The font used differently. It was predatory and aggressive. Wrote in English, Artemis, Goddess of Hunting. What excited Baran was whether there were Gods, but the excitement was replaced by disappointment.
The woman who made the video was an ordinary person. She chose the name Artemis as her username. Baran watched the video with annoyance. The woman's skill with the bow was great, but the bow was an antiquated weapon.
There was no area where it was used except for hunting. The firearms crushed the bow. Baran had put his gun next to him on the sofa. By the day, traveling without weapon made him feel vulnerable and weak.
The video was still playing, but he was not watching. The video was uploaded almost the same day he uploaded his own video. Friday. He looked at the comments. There were thousands of comments. All were fan messages. No one had commented on the video. Baran wrote a short comment.
"Boring and monotonous."
He did not send the comment. Deleted. He did not want to lynch from Artemis's fans. He entered the woman's profile. Her videos were watched by millions. She turned the business into professionalism. Even had vlogs that she sent her love to fans. Baran clicked again on Artemis's profile.
< You will not be able to see the notifications and shares of channels blacklisted. You will not be able to receive direct messages from this channel. Are you sure you want to blacklist [Artemis Official] ? >
Baran clicked into yes. He didn't like such people like that. He hated to death those who took advantage of these rifts that made people's lives a nightmare. A red dot caught his eye in the notifications. He was wondering what kind of reactions came to the video he uploaded yesterday. He clicked the red dot.