I sat down on my computer and opened the Tor browser.

I'd been recently reading about using the dark web.

I didn't want to do any of that crazy stuff.

Nothing weird.

No dead bodies are torture or weird porn or anything.

I was just curious.

For me, the dark web was like driving past a car crash.

You don't want to see what happened.

All the glory details and possible bodies.

But at the same time, you have to look.

You have to see.

You have to know and witness.

And you want to see the viscera.

You need it.

And you hate that you need it.

I was able to find some basic dark websites.

I kept messing them up, typing .com instead of .union.

But I was slowly making progress.

One site would leave me to another.

And I wound up on a site that paired you

with anonymous chat partners.

I was operating under the username Stevie Boy 6-9.

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