[ WP ] You are scrolling through r/WritingPrompts , when this very prompt catches your attention . Intrigued by it 's meta nature , you debate with yourself whether or not you 'll write about it .

You blinked. 
 
 The fuck was OP on? 
 
 You had n't been on r/WritingPrompts for too long, but even you could tell something was amiss here. Sure, you had seen some far-out prompts, you'd even wrote for a few of them- but this? How the hell would anyone even do this? 
 
 You sighed. What was there to even write about? You, just sitting here, mulling over whether or not to write anything? It sounded dreadfully boring. 
 
 You stopped your introspection, eyes ceasing to wander around your room and focusing back to your computer. 
 
 There were words there. 
 
 You were typing. 
 
 Your eyes widened. You had n't even been moving your hands while you thought- yet there they were, dancing across the keyboard and narrating your thought process. 
 
 You broke out into a cold sweat. What was going on? How could your hands move on their own like that? You could n't feel them anymore, that was n't good. 
 
 What really worried you was how it was typing out your thoughts, almost faster than you thought them. 
 
 Christ, it got that too. 
 
 And that. 
 
 And that. 
 
 Fuck. 
 
 What did it mean? Why did the prompt make this happen? Did the prompt make it happen at all? 
 
 Another thought crossed your mind. 
 
 Oh god, it was faster now. Anticipating your thoughts, you could see these very words slam into the stark white screen of the typing area, a prophetic manifestation that chilled you to the bone. 
 
 It was getting more descriptive, you noticed. As if God were a child, experimenting with his powers and growing accustomed to his state of being. 
 
 A thought suddenly popped into your mind. If this thing was controlling your fate- and at this point, it was- then what happened when the text ended? 
 
 Then it told you. You realized what was in store for you after the period at the end of the next sentance, and this one was the penultimate thing you would ever experience. 
 
 You screamed.
