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This story is well-known across the community, and has been used as inspiration for many other authors or users. Plot changes should not be added until information has been released by the author. Now he wants revenge on Mojang and Minecraft players alike. Entity 303 is said to be not just the former employee but a whole team of hackers going by usernames like «303mojang. If you have any files in your computer that are named anything with «303», then it could be 303’s hackers. The following is an email from Frankie, the first person to encounter Entity 303, that was suppose to go to Speed, the first person to ever speak out about 303. Frankie’s email has since been deleted.
I’m a huge fan of Minecraft, and I’ve been playing for about two years now. One day, we all were in a group Skype chat and we were working on a huge survival city that we were in the process of building for at least 8 months. We were really proud with how it turned out. All of a sudden, while we all went to grab supplies to finish the hotel that we were working on, John noticed something strange in the chat. I was getting a bit confused. We all decided to just ignore it and continue on with our survival.
It’s about 20 minutes in, and I’m walking with Vincent to the nearest forest to grab wood, which wasn’t very near at all. All of a sudden, we see a white figure in the distance of the desert. It appeared to be in the model of some type of ghostly figure, with what I could barely make out as red eyes. For some reason, Vincent’s player just stood still.
I assume it’s just lag, but he’s not even speaking on the skype call. I check skype and ask if he’s still online. He’s not even on the Skype call. By now, Brady is just ignoring us and concentrating on the hotel, and John is freaking out. I can hear the shakiness of his voice. It’s not normal for Minecraft to bug out like that.
It looked like it was corrupted or something. I look at the skype chat, and realize that someone has joined the call. It does not have a username, nor did we get any notification of someone getting added to the call. John’s just watching this all happen.
The anonymous skype caller finally puts facecam on. It’s too dark to see anything. I don’t blame him, if he stayed any longer, he’d probably have a mental breakdown. It’s just me and this anonymous player. I ask if there’s anyone there. It was faint, yet it sounded like a voice changer. I decide to switch on Minecraft to see if the player is there.
I wait about three hours before turning on my computer. The desktop wallpaper was changed to green coding, probably hex. I then realize that literally everything except the Recycling Bin was deleted from my PC. I turn off my computer and use my laptop.
I try calling John, but he doesn’t answer. The same goes with Brady and Vincent. I decide to just go to bed and go to school the next day to speak with John and the others the next day. After about 20 minutes of comforting John’s mother, I leave to go check on Vincent. His dad’s car is in the driveway, but no one is home. I sneak in the house, and what do I see in the bathroom?