CREEPYPASTA COMPILATION - MAY 2018

it all started out like a regular Friday night I was driving home after a long day at work with the Sun slowly dipping in the background long shadows stretched over the open road as I pulled my old truck into my driveway they're sad my little one-story ranch house almost completely isolated by the fields surrounding it just like everyday I went inside took off my shoes and got to work cooking dinner of course being the five-star chef that I am I decided on a ham and cheese sandwich Gordon Ramsay would be proud what can I say it was late and I was tired so I sat down on my alarmingly dirty couch and switched on the local news detailing all the mundane happenings in the middle of nowhere USA the reporter stood in front of a green screen pointing at the week's forecast when suddenly my TV went black the familiar monotone beep of a severe weather alert blared through my speakers as I sighed typical it was probably just a wind warning or so I thought the barely audible man spoke through garbled static his sharp words filling my living room this is an emergency broadcast alert for Custer County at 7:18 Central Standard Time a large mass of storm clouds appeared over the area accompanied by winds in excess of 70 miles per hour it is reported that a foreign gas is contained within the storm resulting in multiple cases of fatal respiratory issues within the county the DoD is not aware of any impending chemical attack do not panic the CDC advises that shelter is found and residents are not to leave their shelter until an all-clear message is issued do not approach any animals or other people and if entering the gas cloud is required wear respiratory protection and do not remain exposed for more than 90 seconds do not attempt to contact anyone outside the affected Alert area remain in the shelter until further instructions are given this is not a drill repeat this is not a drill the hairs on the back of my neck stood up this wasn't a weather alert no this was a warning of a disaster I rushed over to my large front window where I looked out to the rapidly darkening sunset sure enough large black clouds were rushing to fill the sky at an alarming rate I could already feel the strengthening winds push up against the side of my house it wouldn't be long until whatever this was was right on top of me normally in some sort of situation like this I would usually stay in my storm shelter out back but as it turns out the shelter was built near a natural well and so there was currently a flooding problem that still hadn't been fixed admittedly I was very freaked out at this point because although the thought of high winds wasn't all that unusual the idea of a foreign gas made me very uneasy unfortunately I had no real way to protect myself so I simply hunkered down and prepared for the worst this wasn't my first storm within about 20 minutes the winds were whipping around outside pressing in my windows and whistling incessantly at the 40-minute mark I could hear debris flying around outside as I tried quietly to read a book the sound of rocks and other objects flying around made an almost rhythmic drumming almost like the sounds of rain however my relative peacefulness was interrupted by the sound of a loud bang against the window next to me causing me to jump I carefully moved over to the window primarily to make sure it wasn't cracked outside lying on the dusty ground below the window was the body of a crow it had flown directly into my window this was strange yes but at the same time not impossible as the bird could have possibly been pushed into the window by the strong winds however seeing that dead bird made me very uneasy I knew something was very wrong here resigning myself to cleanup the bird later I sat back down on my couch another loud one then another I looked out the window again and to my horror more crows laid out around my house as I peered out the window and into the deep dusk another bird flew right into my face rattling the window with a great force that one left a small chip in the glass within seconds more birds descended on my windows and rapid fire so many of them flew into my windows at the sound was deafening I ran back through my house to the only room with just one small window in it the bathroom I ducked and next to the sink as bird after bird rammed itself into my house leaving bloody marks and small cracks the birds were shrieking right before impact to wailing like a ghouls in the night my ears filled with the terrible noises I covered them and closed my eyes to block it all out I sat in there for what felt like hours in truth I have no idea how long it was but when I finally uncovered my ears I was again met with only the sound of whistling wind I cautiously walked back out into the main area of my house carefully checking for any of this foreign gas I had heard about luckily all of the windows remained intact albeit with major structural damage though it was hard to see outside I could see the bodies of hundreds of birds surrounding my house sitting in piles and scattered about it didn't make any sense none of it did the wind was just starting to die down as the darkness outside thickened I was hoping that whatever it was would be passing soon but no all-clear message had been ordered yet and to make matters worse as I looked out my windows I could see a thick white blanket of what I hope to be fog rolling into the area it quickly descended upon my little block engulfing the street before quickly moving over to the front of my house the fog swirled and clung to my windows creating a thin layer of condensation on the inside of the glass I backed away from the window slowly worried that this might be the poisonous gas that the broadcast had warned about I had no respirator or no mask of any kind I couldn't risk being exposed as I stood there trying desperately to figure out what to do I heard the last thing I would expect in a time like this someone knocked on my front door filled with curiosity and a growing sense of dread I approached my door and looked out through the peephole on the other side was a person wearing a bright yellow jumpsuit thick rubber boots and gloves and a large gas mask I froze in place who the hell could possibly be outside I thought maybe it was someone from the CDC or a rescue team but they were completely alone no other people no vehicle nothing I thought maybe I could just ignore them and they'd go away but before I could think of a plan the masked person started doing something they reached into the chest pocket on their jumpsuit and pulled out a small card holding it up to the eye hole it's sad I know you're in there had backed away from the door running backwards towards the bathroom along the way I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and proceeded to lock myself in the bathroom I could still hear them pounding on the door outside growing louder and more violent with every second I heard one last a loud bang before the sound faded away completely replaced by the loud thudding of heavy boots against the floor I clutched my knife holding my breath waiting for the worst with each passing moment I could hear the loud wheezing breath of a gas mask coming closer and closer soon it stopped right outside my door out of time and out of options I threw the door open to see the person towering over me holding a large hammer in their hand they raised it over their head but before they could strike I stabbed them directly in the neck causing the person to fall over I couldn't stop to process my actions as a large cloud of thick white mist to Bill it in through my house enveloping me in its embrace I couldn't think anymore I couldn't feel anymore I couldn't even breathe I tried harder and harder to move but it was all futile as the poisonous gas filled my lungs and I sunk down to the ground the sounds of screams and sirens filled my ears as I sunk into the blackness I woke up to bright lights in a washed out room a man stood over me watching as I came about you're in a hospital he said can you hear me yeah what happened I asked the doctor seemed hesitant to reveal the truth he had a concern to look on his face yesterday your contractor was coming over to your house to discuss something he said he found you in the middle of your living room yelling incoherently the man hesitated again he didn't want to tell me of what happened next your contractor called 911 you're apparently impaired State you stabbed him with a knife he passed a couple of hours ago we did a panel of tests on you and it seems you had been hallucinating from carbon monoxide poisoning you I watch a lot of YouTube in fact it's essentially replaced TV for me at this point I think that might be the case for a lot of people though during one particularly boring night I was surfing through my subscriptions but couldn't find anything interesting to watch that's when I decided to check out the trending page now I didn't really expect anything much out of it I assumed there would be some Jimmy Fallon BuzzFeed videos that kind of stuff not really my cup of tea in all honesty however I did end up finding something rather intriguing about 10 videos down there was a thumbnail that grabbed my attention it was a black symbol over a plain white background and was a minute 55 in length the symbol itself was really intricate and hard to describe so I won't even bother all I know is that I never recognized it before the title was even more interesting it was in Russian and translated to a signal attempt 34 the channel name was just a mess of letters and numbers no video description either but here's where things started getting really weird the video itself had no views well to put it more accurately it didn't actually have a view counter it was just empty space where it should have indicated how many views it had obviously this made me immensely curious so I clicked on it I jumped as soon as the video loaded up it really wasn't anything too disturbing just rather unexpected there was a quote-unquote man standing in an empty white room wearing what looked to be some kind of greenish futuristic looking spacesuit I put man in quotations because while it did closely resemble a human there were also a lot of things that simply weren't right about him first of all his eyes were too large they were brown and oval-shaped just like a regular person's could be but they took up too much space on his face second of all he was pale very pale in fact his skin was essentially translucent the words coming out of his mouth were also rather peculiar it sounded like Russian but very broken now I'm not a native speaker but I've heard enough of it to comprehend that this guy wasn't either I made an attempt to try and take down what he was saying in order to translate it later but there was no way in hell I was going to be able to do that his words were simply too fast and too unclear eventually I just clicked off of it it must have been some kind of glitch I thought it was probably just some obscure Russian show that leaked onto YouTube somehow in any case I didn't really think too much about it that was until the next week after work I hopped on YouTube again and started doing my routine browsing I watched the videos in my subscription box before going back to the trending section however the strange video was still there well not the exact same video but it had the same thumbnail the title was now different it was in Chinese this time I translated it and it came out to a signal attempt 35 this was officially getting weird again there was no video description in no view counter I watched the video through which was only about a minute 43 long this time but it was just the same guy talking in the same tone this time in broken sounding Chinese I called a friend of mine who actually speaks Chinese and told him to go watch the video about an hour later he messaged me saying that there wasn't any video in the trending section that matched my description I was shocked by this but still wanted to figure out what was going on so I copied the link and sent it to him the next day I turned on my phone to a bombardment of angry texts from my friend apparently when he clicked on the link I had sent him his computer crashed instantly and wouldn't turn back on for hours when it finally did the colors and text on his desktop and applications were now distorted there were also these obscure looking symbols now spliced between random words on his internet pages and in his directories however none of his credit cards had been accessed so he eventually just accepted it when I tried to explain that I genuinely did not know what was going on I was floored at this point I stopped watching YouTube completely for about two weeks however the curiosity kept gnawing at me I needed to know what the heck this was supposed to be I went back to the trending section and started scrolling again this time I found a video about 25 videos down this one's title was in Spanish and translated to you after math thirty one point five five nine thirty five point four seven two the thumbnail look like the sky except it was dark purple and there were large black cylindrical objects blocking out the stars it was also around five minutes long with all expectations out the window I clicked on it the video began with what appeared to be a reporter on a rooftop with astronomically tall decimated buildings in the background he had the same facial anomalies as the man in the spacesuit also the language that he was speaking was completely unfamiliar to me it wasn't just a broken human language it was something else entirely he was pointing out to these cylindrical things in the sky looking absolutely distraught the camera panned towards them and I could begin to make out things falling from the objects they were too distant to make out any of the details but I could tell that they were flailing wildly on the way down they were alive for sure there was some sort of extremely loud humming in the distance presumably sourced from the sky the reporter turned back to the camera and started shouting he abruptly ran out of frame and what appeared to be a soldier took its place the guy looked extremely large and was wearing some kind of robotic militarized suit he pointed at the objects in the sky and began to bark out what I assumed were some kind of orders the video ended right there obviously I had no idea what to think I mean what the hell was I supposed to make of this I started searching the internet for answers but of course there was nothing I asked everyone I knew if they were seeing these videos in the trending section but none of them did the next day I went back and searched just like I expected I found another one of those anomalous videos this time the thumbnail was back to the logo I had seen the first two times however this time the title was actually in English reading a signal attempt 36 watch me what the hell I thought why was it different this time not just a regular signal but one I had to watch the video started off with the same man in the spacesuit from the first two but this time there was also a large machine in the room with him it looked absolutely alien to me I couldn't even begin to fathom what it could have been used for the man seemed to be staring at the camera almost as if he were looking through it at me he eventually stepped backwards and started speaking in broken English this time this is roughly what it came to you are watching do not turn off this is important he moved back towards the machine before turning around and typing something on a control panel I couldn't make out what it was so I decided to inspect the machine some more instead there was a monitor near the top displaying some numbers in green text it only took me a few moments to realize what I was actually looking at it was my IP address following this revelation the man turned around to face me again and smiled before saying you will be helping thank you I didn't like the way he said it one bit that isn't even to mention his smile it wasn't genuine there was some kind of facade behind it some subtle facial movements that told me this help I was giving him was going to cost something I clicked off the video immediately following that I began stewing on what I had been seeing I didn't go on YouTube during that time there was something about all this that I just couldn't understand I mean strange-looking men and space suits who somehow had my IP address typing things into a weird machine and footage of what appeared to be an apocalyptic event happening on another planet I didn't even know if they were connected or not but I really had no desire to find out however I decided to go back to the trending section one more time I wasn't planning on actually watching the videos though I just wanted to see if any were still there and as it turns out they were this time the thumbnail wasn't the logo instead it was the quarantine symbol the one they use in every zombie apocalypse movie the title was in English again reading please watch me very necessary danger coming I didn't watch it I saw some more of these pop-up intermittently after that but I just ignored them all eventually they stopped showing up completely it's been about four months since I last saw those videos but as far as I'm concerned nothing strange has happened so I think that we're all in the clear hopefully careful where you go when sky turns to gold sneak into a hollow and hide in the shadows you'll hear the scraping there's no mistaking your ears we'll be ringing when paydays a-comin where I'm from that was one of the nursery rhymes we sang as children we chanted as a prelude to a slight variation on the game of tag in our version whoever was it was given a twig and could whack whoever got caught you know extra incentive to run I grew up to be the fastest runner in my group of friends but only because I had been the slowest so so so many times I still have a scar from the time Peter Thomas decided to swap his twig out with a thick tree branch lesson learned be faster leave it to children to turn a gory urban legend into a fun little schoolyard song and game well fun if you don't get caught the story behind the song is a lot like most urban legends shrouded in absolute mystery there's no dates no names no proof any of it is real for the longest time I thought it was all just a just a game just a song just a little tale to spook other people I was wrong legend has it there used to be a mine in the mountain out on the other side of town the owner was a renowned a cheapskate investing virtually nothing into safety precautions and using any excuse in the book to withhold wages from the miners your hardhat broke that's coming out of your pay you were late making your delivery today you're only getting half that kind of stuff one day part of the mine collapsed killing 16 out of the 17 workers around dusk the only survivor hammered his way out bloodied and bruised and headed straight to the main office it was payday and he intended to give his boss a mouthful about not investing in support beams and to collect everyone's wages to give to their families the boss refused to pay claiming it was their fault they died if they wanted to be paid they should have been more careful the miner lost it he white knuckled the bloody hammer still in his hand grabbed his boss by the collar and dragged him into the streets where he hobbled him in front of a growing crowd of onlookers the boss begged for his life but the miner continued slamming the hammer into him screaming about his wages there was so much blood on the street it was hard to tell where the twilight sky ended and where the street began in the end he beat his boss into a pulp and ground his skull into a fine powder all that was left of him was a single gold tooth they say the miner took it mumbled not enough limped back to the mine and disappeared they say at dusk and dawn on payday when the sky turns gold like the gold he seeks he roams the streets looking for his dues dragging his hammer behind him and killing anyone dumb enough to be outside he'll continue to do this until the debt is paid there were just so many holes with that story I never gave it any stock I mean the most important part the whole haunting on payday thing just doesn't make any sense to me payday isn't consistent from one employer to the other so like when would he actually appear I'm sure for every day of the week there's at least one person who gets their paycheck that's a huge commitment you know who has time to haunt the streets every morning and night no one not even otherworldly miners that was my mistake assuming payday meant our payday when it really meant his payday it was after school and I was staying at a friend's house for the night he lived on the other side of town I didn't really like going there because the buildings were old smelled weird and everyone had bars on their windows I don't know about you guys but when I see bars on windows I think crime hot zone I would have gone home but I didn't have much of a choice my parents wanted a night off and we had a project to finish for class we were at the kitchen table working on our project and I vividly remember the tension mounting on everyone's faces as the Sun began to set David's mom locked the doors and closed the curtains David's sister ran to the back door and did the same even David who was usually the happy-go-lucky type seemed to sink under the weight of anxiety he said something about needing to use the restroom but he headed up to the second floor instead of across the hall where there had been a perfectly good toilet I don't know what he was doing up there but I heard the pitter-patter of his feet going from side to side and never once did I hear a toilet flush I wanted to ask him about it when he came back but I got distracted by a strange sound coming from outside the best way I can describe it is the sound of a dislodged truck bumper scraping along the cement I jumped off the chair so I could look out the window but fell to David's mom's hand clutching my shoulder tightly I could almost hear the word don't whispered with every exhale the scraping sound continued closer farther closer farther David returned and immediately jumped back into the project I could see him tensing every time the scraping got nearer but he was doing his best to ignore it growing so far as to hum to himself his mother turned me around and pointed to the table I was more confused than scared to be honest though in hindsight I should have been the former I went back to work on the project and did like the rest of the family pretended I just couldn't hear the sound I never went back to his house after that a few weeks ago I moved to David's part of town I'm an adult now and frankly I couldn't afford to live anywhere else I never got over my discomfort about the old houses and the bars on the windows but she got to live within your means you know I thought at worst I was going to get robbed boy howdy I wish that were the case now I was coming home from work late last night and the Sun had begun to set the sky turned into this breathtaking gold then as though with the flick of a switch there was something weird in the air and the sudden absence of ambient sound no children in the yard no cars in the streets every door was closed every curtain drawn I thought back to that night at David's and tried to laugh the nervousness away then I heard it the slow scraping the sound of metal on cemento coming up behind me I turned around and saw something I still remember to this day because it happened yesterday just down the street from me it was a man but it wasn't a man I mean yeah definitely man-like but it was all wrong he was tall bulky covered in soot and blood and dragging a large hammer behind him not a fancy hammer either but this old rusted thing with a wooden handle the only reason it dragged on the ground was the man's disproportionately long meaty arms and hunched shoulders leading the hammer level with the street he looked like an ape all upper body little in the ways of legs and hips I couldn't help but remember that nursery rhyme and that chilling last line when paydays a-comin I swallowed my apprehension and took a slow step back his head shot up at me his face was caked in grime eyes bloodshot and black teeth bared like a rabid dog he slid the hammer forward and raked it across the ground the smartest thing I did was run run as fast as my legs could take me as fast as I had trained myself to run as fast as a goddamn gazelle trying to outrun a cheetah my house was just a few blocks away but in survival mode that distance felt so much longer the scraping was closing in on me fast I stumbled on my front steps but managed to make it inside slamming the door shut behind me panting breathlessly I leaned against the door and pawed at the lock barely managing to turn it before I heard the scraping at the bottom of my steps I was home I was safe I told myself until I felt a knock on my back that sent me staggering forward he was at the door oh my god he was at my door the hammer struck splintering the wood by that point I was a mess of panic when sky turns to gold sneaked into a hollow and hide in the shadows a kid song a stupid kids song saved my life I crawled gasping into the kitchen I hid in the cupboard under the sink it was a tight fit but thankfully I hadn't put anything in there yet I closed the door just in time to hear my front door shatter I could hear his footsteps and I tried my best not to breathe too loud to not be heard I heard crashing sounds as he smashed my things with this hammer I didn't care about my meager belongings I only cared about not being on the receiving end of one of those blows then without warning or explanation everything went quiet except for the ringing in my ears no more footsteps no more smashing I stayed hidden convinced he was just standing outside of the cupboard door mocking me but after an hour went by without a single noise I peeked out and saw an empty kitchen he was gone the sky was dark my house was a rack a day came and I'm terrified he'll be coming again in two more weeks you technology can be amazing it but it can also be terrifying for me it's definitely the latter I grew up in the early 90s so from a young age I was exposed to technology as it rapidly developed watching technology advanced from cassette players to CDs to iPods to smartphones in such a short amount of time was incredible I'm sure for the older generation it probably happened a bit too quickly during my youth I was lucky enough to learn at a pace in which technology progressed and that helped me adapt to new things my parents aren't like that they are very old-fashioned they would rather take things slow and easy than jump into the unknown I can't blame them however they do come from a completely different time it's hard to forget that some of the older generation had lived a certain way for decades only to be shell-shocked by what we have today think about it what if you travel back in time and handed a man from the 1600s an iPhone you'd be burned at the stake for being a witch while my parents understand the concept of smart phones and computers I can't tell you the amount of hours I've spent teaching them how to operate them opening Facebook a thousand times debugging and removing viruses and generally becoming unpaid tech support it does become monotonous after doing the same thing over and over again but at least now I know how to fix the problems quickly when they are eyes my mother was very against technology when I was growing up she hated the idea of other people being on the Internet she seemed to have this inane fear that strangers could see everything that you do and could completely steal all of your information or worse I always brushed it off as parental paranoia but now years later I'm beginning to agree it all started shortly after I purchased a brand new webcam throughout the years I never really had a need for one but recently my friends had gotten into doing online hangouts where we could all spend time chatting or playing games with each other yeah a webcam isn't really necessary for that but I was the only one without one and to be honest I felt left out after installing the webcam and updated everything I enjoyed the better part of the day virtually hanging out with a few of my friends a couple of them were finishing up essays for college another was a busy gunning for a chicken dinner in an online game while I simply just browsed the web after about an hour past of mindlessly scrolling a chat box appeared in the center of my screen this startled me as I hadn't remembered clicking on anything that would lead to chat messages the message in the box only said three words I see you reading these words were a bit ominous combined with my clock and hearing midnight I was beginning to feel uneasy I asked my friends if any of them had sent me a private message to which they all replied no I clicked on the box and wrote back who is this I received no reply I rubbed my eyes tiredly and closed out of everything wishing my friends a good night as my computer powered down and I dragged myself to my bed I noticed something strange as my head hit the pillow my computer had somehow turn itself back on now I have experienced similar stuff like this in the past frequently when a computer updates itself it will restart and turn itself back on I simply pushed my concerns out of my mind and went to bed when I woke up my groggy eyes adjusted to my surroundings I looked over to my computer it was still on and in the center of the screen was a small box i yawned pulling myself from the comfort of my blankets to look at what it said I only took a few steps towards my computer before I stopped I rubbed my eyes in disbelief before focusing my gaze back on the screen in the center of my computer in a small little chat box was a new message it said you talk in your sleep immediately I walked over and rip my webcam off of my computer I had a feeling that the previous message was connected to my new webcam this one only confirmed it I put the webcam back in the box and thought nothing about it I got in the shower got dressed and was about to grab my keys off my desk when I glanced at my computer again and saw a new message on the screen don't forget your keys it's Santa my body completely seized up when I read that I knew for a fact there was no way anyone could see me through my computer yet I couldn't shake the feeling that whoever this was was still watching me somehow so before I went to work I found a few antivirus programs and set them to run while I was at work I have had computers of my entire life and I've actually had my bank info stolen before but this situation felt completely different I was starting to feel like I was in danger I called a friend of mine who actually works with computers for a living and he told me that there are types of malware which will collect use information to generate messages but programmers can create their own custom viruses so it all depends he advised me to just run the antivirus programs and if the problem still persists send it in to an expert to get it repaired I got home later in the evening and went directly to my computer all of my programs had completed and there were no signs of any viruses or messages which made me sigh with relief a few weeks passed without issue my life went back to relative normalcy albeit without a webcam yeah I was bummed I couldn't use it anymore and that I had spent 60 bucks on it but I was just happy to have the problem fixed that was until two days ago I walked into my apartment after a long day at work to find a new message waiting for me on my computer I felt my hands begin to shake as I read the message posted on the screen I know where you live i sat down and what's about to close out the message before I paused briefly I clicked onto the chat box and decided to try again to send a message back I once again asked who is this and this time I actually received a reply the message said your biggest admirer I sent another message what do you want it only responded with a single word but that word was enough for me to shut down my computer instantly the message replied with you I didn't know what to think was some hacker just sitting on the other end messing with me were they watching me through some other means I had so many questions and very little answers after I powered off my computer I quickly phoned my friend and asked if he could come over and take a look at my PC he said he was at work but he would stop by later so in an attempt to distract myself I decided to watch some TV about an hour and a half of watching pass before I heard a knock at my door thinking it was my friend I walked over and opened it there was no one there I glanced around my apartment hallway to find a completely empty I shut my door and went back to watching some TV a few more minutes passed and there was another knock at my door I once again walked over to it but this time I was a bit more hesitant when I opened it my friend was standing on the other side with relief I invited him in and we chatted for a bit before he began looking at my computer he ran a few personal antivirus programs similar to what I had already done and he checked for a few known directories which programmers like to use for their viruses after a half hour of searching he came up empty-handed and told me that the messages were probably nothing and if it still persists looking to buying a new computer I sighed and thanked him for coming over anyway as soon as he left I was walking back to my living room when I passed by my PC again a new message was waiting for me on my screen this message read he's next I spent the next 20 minutes completely dismantling my computer after I was finished I was - on its to sleep so I spent most of my night watching TV on the couch I woke up this morning to multiple phone calls from different people the first set of calls were from my bank asking if I had made any strange purchases lately as my bank account had been completely cleared out the next few calls were from my work saying that I had been fired for sending out a mass email to everyone in the office the email contained two slurs and insults towards everyone in the office especially my boss the last few calls were from my friend who stopped by the other night to check on my computer he told me that my prank was very funny but that it needed to stop now I called him back and he explained to me that he was now having messages pop up on his computer I told him that wasn't me and that was exactly what I had been experiencing he hung up after that shortly after I received a text on my phone from an unknown number the message read again I see you I said back a reply why are you doing this the answer I received was not the one I wanted to hear it simply said because I can I don't know who or what has been stalking me I'm not even sure if this message will make it out to you guys I just want to warn as many people as I can if you find yourself receiving strange messages from an unknown source call a technician or call the police and buy a new computer and if you are one of the people out there that owns a webcam be very careful they could be watching you right now you things were strange from the very beginning a woman named Carol dialed 9-1-1 and that somebody was inside her house My partner and I went over to investigate searching the place inch by inch but only to come up empty-handed usually this could easily be explained away the mind of an older person living alone eventually starts deteriorating the onset of dementia and other mental issues start to take their toll on their lives it's quite sad really however this woman is only 24 years old in other words the probability of all this being inside her head was extremely unlikely she also seemed to be terribly distraught by this whole situation why would she be acting we left her place and told her to contact us if she sees anything again honestly there wasn't much more we could do for her at that point we were somewhat surprised when we received another call from her the very next day we drove down there and searched the entire house again and again we found nothing problem was the house seemed different this time almost as if there were some subtle detail that made it a separate place from the one we were inside yesterday my partner back said that he noticed it as well but couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong with it we decided not to say anything about this as we told Carol we still couldn't find anything this time however she asked us to stay I recorded him she told us she took out her phone and told us to watch the video that she pulled up it was footage of her inside the house she was running around breathing frantically and that's when we see him a large figure covered head-to-toe in what appears to be a black bodysuit he lumbers towards the camera as Carol screams and ducks into a room locking it from the inside there's a few bangs on the door before we can hear footsteps walking away we aren't sure how to react to this footage but we try to anyway we come to the conclusion that the man must have left once Carol got behind the door however the front door was locked when we came in and Carol told us that she hadn't left the room the entire time did the man have the keys to her house that would explain a lot but it would also make this situation a lot worse we decided to keep an eye on her house for the night we discreetly parked about a block down the road in an unmarked car My partner and i were both fully alert and ready to move in as soon as we saw something strange at around 2:00 a.m. we noticed somebody walking across the road in the direction of the house however it wasn't the man it was Carol herself Beck and I must have had the same confused look on our faces what the hell I thought we got out of the car and made our way over to the house knocking sternly on the front door nobody answered we could see lights flickering on and off intermittently inside but we're unsure of what it was supposed to mean could she be telling us to leave with the lights then a few moments later we got a call from dispatch they told us that Carol had called 911 saying that there were now multiple people inside her house they asked if we needed backup we said yes without another moment of hesitation we forced the door open and made our way inside the living room lights were still flickering on and off but as we looked at the light switch we saw nobody was touching it we called out for Carol but nobody responded in fact the place was quiet dead quiet I could see the neighboring houses starting to turn on their lights from the commotion we were causing it we rushed up the stairs and started sweeping each room but there was nothing we searched the place inch by inch but nothing was here not even Carol who we clearly saw enter the house a few moments earlier as I paced around in worried confusion Beck said something that made me pause there's rooms that shouldn't be here what are you talking about I've been counting them he's SATA there were nine rooms total the last time we came here there are ten now I forced myself to think hard subconsciously I knew that something was off but it couldn't put my finger on exactly what it was the basement there was only one door that led down there last time back nodded at me there are two basement doors now I didn't know what to think I looked at my surroundings and tried to make an assessment but there was really none to be made suddenly we heard a knock on the front door about 10 seconds later it sounded aggressive we looked out of the living room windows but our met with the red and blue police lights we were expecting we were hesitant to answer of course I decided to take a few steps forward but back pulled me back he gave me this worried look his face completely drained of color he whispered we left the door open remember he was right then my radio started crackling another call from dispatch they told us that we needed to leave the house immediately that Carol called again saying this time we were going to die inside of the house the knocking stopped but then we could hear movement coming from below us in the basement something was inside the house with us we decided that this was enough we needed to get the hell out of there as we started making our way towards the front door we heard a voice coming from the kitchen it was Carol she came out of the kitchen and blocked our path to the door she looked detached with a blank beady eyes staring right at us did you find him she asked without any semblance of emotion in her voice I think he might be in the basement can you go check and see beck and i were frozen in shock she just continued looking at us gesturing towards the basement door the footsteps down there sounded like they were running in circles now we ignored her request abruptly pushing past her and heading out of the front door our backup still wasn't there yet so he decided to just to get into our car and wait however just as we were making our way to the car we saw somebody down the street peering through our driver's side window he was large dressed and what appeared to be a black full-body suit he looked away from the window and directly at us it was hard to tell from this far away but the suit didn't appear to have any eye holes after a moment backer broke the silence Sarah please back away from the vehicle his voice cracked in the middle of the sentence I knew he was just as terrified as I was as soon as Beck stopped talking the figure began running towards us it was fast really fast in the time that it took us to pull out our guns we realized that it already moved past us heading into the house we wasted no more time running to the car locking the doors and waiting until backup arrived when backup finally arrived we were extensively questioned while what appeared to be a SWAT team searched the house however it wasn't the police chief asking us questions instead it was some guy in a suit whom I've never seen before he asked us things like how many doors were in the house and what did Carol look like exactly and did we ever see a man wandering around outside we answered inconclusively to pretty much all of them we had no idea what the hell was going on at one point I noticed SWAT members carrying multiple stretchers outside and loading them into their truck not an ambulance mind you but their own truck eventually the man who was questioning us just told us to go home and do a report to our station as usual he told us not to worry about the things we've experienced here I'm not sure how he expects us to do that we drove back to the station in complete silence as we were parking our car back finally let out a heavy sigh that guy jack is crazy man I looked at him in confusion what are you talking about who's Jack he reciprocated an equally confused stare at me what do you mean the guy who owns the house we were just at what I replied it was a lady named Carol how did you forget we held each other's chaotic gaze for what felt like ten minutes but we said nothing further we both silently exited the vehicle and started heading our separate ways home I just figured after the unexplainable events that happened it must have gotten to my partner and he just needed some rest I tried not to think about it too much as my head hit my pillow I managed to drift off to sleep about an hour later only to be woken up immediately by the telephone barely coherent I answered it we need you to come in a voice on the other line cider a woman just called said that somebody is in her house my heart sank slightly it sank completely when they told me the address it was Carol again I hung up the phone and slumped back into my bed I think this time I'll just let someone else handle the call instead you for as long as I can remember I've always wanted to help people I wanted to be the person who saves the day when someone is in trouble I wanted to be the difference between life and death I know it may sound like some silly childish ideology but that is how I really felt truly deep down in my core I remember the very first instance when I wanted to enter the medical field I was around seven years old when my mother was dusting our kitchen with an old stepladder I was sitting in the other room with a juice box watching some mind-numbing cartoons when I heard the crash for a moment I didn't move I just sat and listened wide-eyed then I called out to my mother she didn't respond I got up from the couch to go investigate the noise when I rounded the corner to the kitchen I remember seeing blood on the ground and my mother clutching her head motionless my mother being the cautious type taught me from an early age that if I was ever in an emergency if anyone was hurt to dial nine-one-one and tell them where we lived now in my mind at that age I had always linked the police to 911 had never really known much about paramedics I was under the assumption that you had to call a special number for them I held the phone in my trembling hand and punched in the numbers the woman on the other end of the line asked me what my emergency was but all my childish mouth could say was that my mom fell down the woman calmly asked where I lived and I told her our address she asked me to remain on the line and that help was on their way for some reason my body was incredibly nervous though at that age I'm not sure I understood exactly why while I was lost in thought as to why I was feeling so worried I heard a knock on the door quickly I rushed over an answer date two men in brightly colored jackets smiled at me but almost instantly their smirking faces darkened when they noticed the blood on my hands they entered swiftly and made their way to my mom standing there watching them bandage my mother's head and insert an IV into her arm I was awestruck not once did they panic nor flinch nor even cry they loaded my mother into the back of an ambulance with me at her side and we rode to the hospital during the ride my mother opened her eyes grabbed my hand and smiled at me when we arrived they took my mother inside one of the EMTs knelt down and told me that I was a hero that I saved my mother's life it was in that very moment that I wanted to do what they did to save people my mother made a full recovery and I was well on my way to becoming an EMT fast forward 15 years I had successfully finished high school and ever since spent most of my time taking course after course in my never-ending goal of becoming an EMT after I was finally finished with everything I was required to do I finally received my certification and was able to live out my childhood dream of saving people in the classroom they tried their best to prepare you for a lot of different scenarios although experiencing the real thing is much much different I remember the very first call I ever received it was eerily similar to what happened to me as a kid only it was the husband calling and his wife was an older woman had fallen down the steps only this time she had broken her neck by the time we arrived there wasn't much we could have done it was only a moment of despair that washed over me but it was enough for me to almost regret taking this job I took it to save people and this woman couldn't be saved it was then that my partner said something that snapped me out of my thoughts he said if she needed us we would have been here and there are still others out there we can still help it may sound like a cold a calloused statement to some but it really opened my eyes to the fact that sometimes it's simply too late but if we gave up now than other people we could potentially say if wouldn't stand a chance though I'm having a really hard time trying to have that mentality lately over the last six months I've responded to some pretty grisly yet bizarre scenes the very first call that happened was made by a man who claimed that he needed someone to help him though when probed for more information he couldn't seem to give any I didn't understand until I arrived a lot of times during calls like that they usually send police and medical just to cover the bases when we arrived the man who called was standing in the front lawn talking with an officer who arrived first the look on his face was a mix of shock confusion and a healthy dose of fear My partner and I grabbed our bags and made our way into the house when we entered the living room what we saw made us pause wall-to-wall floor-to-ceiling was completely soaked in blood it was a disturbing sight but what was odd was that there was no signs of any remains no bits of a person almost as if a person were completely drained of their blood and had the blood splashed around an entire room the thing I remember most vividly was how my shoes squished in the sticky puddles of crimson that sound still sent a shiver down my spine one of the officers there assured us out of the house saying that no body had been identified when I inquired further as to what had happened he said he couldn't give out much detail but said that the man told him that his wife had called him about an hour earlier and said a stranger was at the front door she said he knocked three times then the line went dead hearing that it sounded like some type of serial killer with a fetish for hemoglobin a few weeks passed and we received another call this time it was from a man living alone in an apartment he called frantically saying that he had been followed home by something and that it was at his door in case of potential violence between two parties we were dispatched as well this time when we arrived I noticed that the door to the man's apartment had been ripped completely off its hinges a nearby officer was already taping off the entrance when we walked up he nonchalantly said not sure why they called you doubt you can do much here we simply just smiled and nodded to him as we made our way inside the apartment what we saw this time gave me nightmares for a few days the living room was completely spotless not a speck of dirt nor dust to be seen all of the furniture had been neatly pushed aside along the walls in the center of the room was a chair and on the chair was seated the man his hands rested gently in his lap it looked almost as if he were posing for a photograph but his face his eyes had been ripped out of his head and his tongue had been torn out as well although there was some blood around the sockets and lips to do this to a person and only leave minimal traces would mean that someone had to have cleaned up the blood afterwards my partner was speaking with an officer nearby when he returned he told me that they think it might be the same killer from the previous mysterious attack the last call I received was a reason that made me quit my job it was just another late shift we were sitting quietly in our ambulance awaiting any calls that might come in suddenly the radio crackled to life and we were dispatched to a location on the edge of town we were the closest unit on standby we arrived at a small suburban neighborhood with a small population this time we were the first unit to arrive even before the police which is pretty rare usually we arrive at the same time or shortly after we exited our truck with bags in hand and ran up to the door we knocked but received no answer turning the knob we found that the door was unlocked and we pushed it open we found three bodies inside each with very different wounds the first was the father his entire face was ripped away from his body all that remained was tendon and bone the next was the mother her body had three long symmetrical claw marks starting from the top of her chest running down the length of her body but what was odd was that there was no blood coming from the wound almost like cutting into a rubber doll but there was clearly bone and flesh underneath the last was the Sun a high-schooler probably a football player he laid next to them at first glance he appeared to be completely fine but upon a closer inspection to the body I realized that all of his bones had been crushed inside of his frame his shoulders his torso legs and arms everything was completely shattered as if he were dropped from a building or hit by a train the only thing that had absolutely no damage to him was his skull his head remained completely untouched I didn't know what to make of it and not a moment later the police showed up and blocked off the entire house we were questioned of course since we were the first to arrive and we told them everything and even our professional opinions they thanked us and sent us home it's been an entire week since that call and I'm afraid to leave my house during the first day it was my day off and being a nightshift worker I went to the store to get some late-night snacks when out of the corner of my eye I thought I'd glanced someone following me when I looked again there was nobody there every day and night sense I glanced out of my window and I see someone standing in the dark behind a tree or a burnt-out lamppost I'm not sure what to do my partner called me a few days ago and I just told him I needed to take a personal vacation I'm not sure why I lied to him but I don't think I could just tell him I'm too scared to leave my house spend two days since he called and whatever it is it is now standing outside my door it doesn't move only waits I don't want to call the police because that hasn't worked for the others I just dread what it's going to do to me and if you find yourself in the same situation as I am if you hear three knocks on your door do not answer it I was just a kid I didn't know any better even if I could go back what could I have done differently could I have changed what happened could I have done anything at all probably not even so I can't help but dwell on the details some nights it keeps me from sleeping I can only hope that sharing my tale will help ease the burden I don't remember much of my childhood before my mother passed away I was told she was struck by a car on her way to work I was only four years old still I know that I loved her part of me still does it's a strange lingering feeling that doesn't go away as much as I loved her I feel that my father loved her even more I say this because my mother's death took an immense toll on him up until I was about 10 years old he would have a nervous breakdown tears and all at least once a month he never told me why but I know it was because of her things changed a bit my tenth year we moved out of that house the one that reminded us of her my dad pulled me out of the school system and we moved into a cabin in the middle of nowhere it may seem a bit drastic but he was clear my father needed a change he wasn't doing very well because of this I didn't question his actions from that point on we lived a very simple life my dad took odd jobs here and there and seeing as we lived up north selling firewood was sufficient enough to supplement the rest of our income that was my job I would go out each morning with my dad's old axe and chop up some logs for our eager customers it wasn't much of a life but it was good enough comfortable with our new living situation I was taking completely off guard one night when I heard the sound of crying coming from my father's room we had been doing so well so why was he still in such dire straits before I could analyze the situation any further I heard my dad get up and slam the door shut on his way out of the cabin I was compelled to follow him peeking out of the cabins entrance I saw my dad storm off into the woods bringing with him an acoustic guitar I had seen the guitar before and I knew my dad used to play but I had never seen him actually interact with a thing I figured that those years were all behind him curious as to what he was up to I followed him into the forest my tiptoed making sure to hide behind trees and avoid stepping on leaves as I went eventually we came to a small clearing where I noticed a creek near the creek was a stump where my dad sat down and adjusted himself until he was comfortable he looked down at his guitar closed his eyes and began to play I stood in awe of what I was hearing a haunting melodic mixture of my dad's voice and the rustling of leaves in the wind filled the forest I knew he played but I never knew he could sing it was amazing for lack of a better word this went on as often as my dad had breakdowns in our previous house each night had happened I would follow my dad out to the woods and to listen to the beautiful song he de seemingly written I didn't really know what it all meant but I could tell even at the age of 10 that had stemmed from a place of great pain I could tell that the somber heartfelt tune was about losing a loved one whenever I tried to picture my mother the image was always blurry and out of focus almost as if what little memory I had of her was slipping away whenever my dad played his song though I could picture her clear as day it was the oddest thing this brought me comfort and ultimately helped me come to terms with her death I had hoped at the time that it was doing the same for him being 10 years old though it was hard to tell what was going through an adult's mind many months past the routine was nice for a while but one night everything changed I heard the usual swing of the cabin door followed by a swift crack against the doorframe it was very loud signaling to me that my father was more distressed than usual I hastily made my way to the door in an effort to follow him but I stopped for a moment when passing by his bedroom the door was open just enough for me to see the guitar leaning against his bat how peculiar I wondered why he'd left it behind and truth' there was only one way to find out my father was already at the creek when I arrived he sat on the stump motionless and quiet he was in a sulking position and his eyes were closed without his guitar or voice the forest around him was a void of sound the only thing I could hear was the water in the creek as it trickled by us soon my father began to sing I could tell it was the same song he had always sung but this time sounded off without his guitar his voice was muddy and out of tune there were some awkward highs and lows that actually made my stomach churn though his eyes were still shut I saw tears forced their way out and watched as they swam down his cheeks eventually he stopped singing and broke down crying what happened in the following moments will stay with me forever as my father wept something strange happened a milky white fog danced across the water at first I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me but eventually the white smoke gathered above the creek and took shape before my very eyes [Music] it was a spirit a ghost no ordinary spirit mind you it was my mother my father stopped crying and instead began to shiver he opened his eyes and looked up to see the Spectre he almost fell backwards in fear the ghost of my mother reached out and began gripping my father's throat his face went from red to blue before my mom stopped he fell to the ground and vigorously gasped for air I couldn't bring myself to lend a helping hand I was stuck in a petrified state my father tried to crawl away but it was no use my mother began clawing away at him she tore through his clothes and eventually his skin I watched in horror as she reached into his body and ripped out vital organs his bone snapped like branches his blood tainted the clear water his voice once again filled the forest only now it was screams of agony I couldn't bear to watch any longer so I shut my eyes with my eyes closed I remembered the song my dad sang I started humming it to myself and just like that I calm down the world around me became quiet all I could think about was the song memories of my parents came through the floodgates as I hummed tears rolled down my cheeks I couldn't help but fall apart what had my child had become where was I to go from there eventually I stopped humming and opened my eyes the apparition of my mother was gone my dad's open corpse to lay on the stump where he used to sing as the scene before me sunk in so did my heart he crawled into the pit of my stomach and made a nest it would stay there for many years to come I don't really remember running back to the cabin nor do I recall calling the local authorities what I do remember is the look on their faces when they took me back out there and saw what I had seen the sight of my father's body was a grisly one that's for sure it was unlike anything that town had ever seen still it was taken care of in a swift and respectful fashion in the following months the investigation came to an end cause of death was never determined but that doesn't mean there were no answers found my mother's body was actually discovered buried near that stump by the creek my father's axe was determined to be the murder weapon one of the theories floating around town was that my dad was the jealous type they think he convinced himself my mother was having an affair and then he lost his mind feeling guilty he moved us out to where the dump site was so we could be closer to her I guess we'll never really know the full story but one thing is for certain my mother had her revenge you ever since I was a child I've always loved the great outdoors just being surrounded by nature gave me a feeling of happiness I'm not sure what exactly I enjoyed so much about it whether it was the animals the plants or just the tranquility but one thing was for certain I was at home in the woods my love for the outdoors is probably best attributed to my father every summer him and I would load up the truck and drive two hours north to a cabin he'd rent for a week we'd spend the entire week fishing cooking s'mores by a bonfire hiking and generally spending time with each other it may sound cliche but those are some of my fondest memories of my childhood suffice to say that tradition my father and I had stuck with me even after I had graduated high school and got a full-time job once a year I'd save up my vacation days load up my truck and make my way to a local campsite I'd usually bring some friends along co-workers or some girls I'd be dating most of them weren't too thrilled to be alone in the woods with a guy they had only known for a couple of months which is understandable but the few who did go with me over the years said they had a blast although I had many people go camping with me in the woods most of the time it was just me and my best friend Jimmy we had grown up together and a couple of times my father brought him along with us on our excursions Jimmy didn't care too much for the outdoors but he was a how did he put it a firearm enthusiasts he also liked to drink and enjoyed bonfires as much as the next guy so whenever that time of year rolled around and I had no one else to go with he was always my last resort last year he brought enough alcohol to subdue three fraternities and ended up drinking most of it by himself he called me a few days after we had gotten home and he told me he had the best time ever though I highly doubt even remembers the trip he spent half the time passed out in a drunken coma in the tent and the other half he spent shooting beer cans until they were metallic dust aside from my inebriated companion I had a relatively good time while he was unconscious I took a stroll through the woods admiring the scenery even though I would go camping a year after year I always found myself amazed at the world around me the trees swaying in the breeze the animals scampering away from my noisy footsteps the fresh air cleansing my lungs I was having a great time not long after we packed up and by we I mean I packed up and we made our way home that was the last time I truly enjoyed camping a few weeks ago I was preparing for my yearly trip into the woods I attempted to talk some friends into joining me however all of them seemed to have plans and couldn't make it so I asked Jimmy if he would join me once again though this time he had to decline he told me that his work was riding him and if he took any more time off it would result in termination upon hearing this I was put in a strange position I had never found myself in I know it may sound strange but I always had someone who wanted to go with me every year I called around frantically hitting up old contacts whom I hadn't spoken to in months all of my attempts however had proved fruitless as the week was fast approaching I resigned myself to going alone I convinced myself that having some one-on-one time with nature would be spiritually beneficial I'm not spiritual but it made me feel better to believe that the day had arrived and I gathered up everything I would need for a week of tranquillity I packed it all into the back of my pickup and hit the road this year I had chosen a new location to camp at I had gone to the same old spot for many years and I wanted to have a change of scenery this site had great reviews online and was only an extra hour drive away so I took it when I arrived the turn off into the woods gave me a strange feeling the trees on either side of the road seemed to grow and fuse together at the branches almost creating a natural arch over the road It was as if I were driving into an endless tunnel the further I drove the more dense the foliage became the thought to turn back and go home briefly crossed my mind when I saw a worn down sign that read campsite ahead I sighed as I pulled up to another turnoff that led to a small clearing the first thing I noticed when I parked was that I was the only vehicle here the reviews had led me to believe this place was a popular locale for families to enjoy nature I must have just chosen a slow month to visit I thought to myself I grabbed my pack from my truck and made my way into the woods as I was walking that strange feeling I felt earlier had come back I couldn't hear the animals scampering away from me the trees seemed static above me almost frozen in time the air all around me felt dense and that only seemed to add to my nervousness I finally arrived at another small clearing the trees overhead seemed apart just enough to let sunlight shine down on this area it probably looked like aliens were trying to beam me up I quickly got busy setting up the tent and gathering nearby materials for a small campfire I found a log at the edge of the clearing and dragged it over so I could have a place to sit the day slowly transitioned to dusk and with it came a new feeling one which made me check over my shoulder at the quickly darkening woods around me again and again I'm not sure why I felt the need to check behind me so much as there was no sounds to be heard throughout the woods safer the crackling of the small fire in front of me the night quickly fell upon me I decided to head to bat in hopes of a better tomorrow I crawled into my flimsy tents zipping it up behind me I quietly slid into my sleeping bag and laid there listening the crackling of the fire had died down I was left with an utter silence a silence that shouldn't be in the middle of the woods I laid there for 20 minutes trying to take my mind off my surroundings my fatigue slowly started to grow and just as I was about to drift off to blissful sleep I heard something it was the snapping of a stick right next to my tent hearing this amidst the silence forced my eyes wide open sticks don't just snap on their own but what was truly bothering me was how something had gotten so close to my tent without me hearing them I laid there waiting my breath caught in my chest wondering if something was about to tear through my tent at any moment the slowest minute I had ever experienced ticked by then - after what felt like an hour of laying there I decided to shut my eyes and go to sleep as soon as my eyelid shut I heard something that nearly gave me a heart attack it was a voice just on the other side of the tent the voice said my name upon hearing this my flight response kicked in and I tore out of my tent into the dead of night I quickly glanced around and saw that I was the only one in the entire area my anxious mind combined with my imagination must have just made the whole thing up still I didn't want to remain in the woods any longer so I gathered up my tent in my supplies and began my track back to my truck just as I was about to reach my vehicle a twig snapped right next to me instinctively I turned and what I saw froze me in my tracks it's hard to describe but I'll try my best the creature was about the same size as me but its arms seemed too long for its body it's knuckles seemed to just barely hang above the ground its skin was incredibly pale a stark contrast against the black woods behind it its face was unsettling completely bald it had no eyes but it had a large mouth filled with a razor-sharp teeth as horrifying as that was what really freaked me out was how was moving it somehow wasn't making a single sound I was watching it take lumbering steps towards me but with each step it took I didn't hear anything it was getting closer to me it stopped only a few feet away from me and called out my name again almost as if it were looking for me I ran I made it to my truck and tossing my bags in the back I never drove faster in my entire life I didn't stop speeding until I was safely back home I used to love the outdoors but now I'm too terrified to even leave my house I haven't been sleeping well and I've been having some really horrible dreams lately and I swear on quiet nights I can hear twigs snapping just outside my window so if any of you plan on going camping soon please take someone with you if you don't you might not hear the creature coming for you and it'll be too late to get away [Music]

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Published: Wed May 30 2018