''I Regret ever Working in the South Pole'' | EXCLUSIVE NOSLEEP CLASSIC

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[Music] so last week I read you the story prison is hell and it was the first time I'd read a story by the author Sam Marduk and I'll tell you I was instantly hooked on his stories so I went out and investigated read a little is his other stuff and I found another great story for you which I'm gonna read this evening well to my surprise this has never been done before by any other narrator so not only are you in for a treat you are in for a treat that has never been what never been done before by anywhere else so my dear friends I think you know what tyranny is you start to sit back and relax on hump day with your favorite drink because it's time to listen [Music] I work in the South Pole yeah I'm aware that sounds exciting and it truly is but it's a difficult job with taxing hours we were sent to the middle of Antarctica with a thousand miles of snow and ice on all sides we worked a solid seven to five and with a lack of recreation we typically do 18-hour days however we do have slow satellite Wi-Fi which is what keeps me sane during the long days regardless all this wasn't the problem the problem was the sheer atmosphere of oppression the whole place just didn't feel right most of the facility is subterranean we've covered heaters atop the roof and an entrance into a cement stairwell the bunker is what you'd expect a gray concrete square with men and women's bunking areas and a few couples rooms a large bathroom facility with shower and toilet stalls plus three labs and a fully stocked cafeteria all with no windows there was also a medical bay and two rooms with couches for therapy after the double section entrance was the rec room he had a pool table and bar the wall was knotty pine wood paneling like from the 70s the rooms were all attached by a long dingy hallway including two offices with desks and chairs I spent most of my time there atop the station was an observation deck reachable with a ladder with the windows where we could see and hear the outdoors but we usually only went up to smoke since it was nearly always as cold as the outside the whole place was poorly lit fluorescent lights and a few lamps in corners but overall it looked like a dingy green underground cements hell outside is exactly what you would expect from Antarctica snow for hundreds of miles in all directions if you have a fear of open water it feels like that except you have to walk in it I was a little surprised as to why they invited so many on this particular expedition there were 12 of us in total usually six would suffice all professionals in our fields however the range of work each of us did was surprising typically it would be a singular field of study to accomplish a common goal but on this expedition there were several different professions the first was an older Finnish gentleman her medical doctor who was skilled in healing injuries in frozen climates the next was a physicist who really was a surprises us to be in the South Pole for their work is often theoretical and when in practice requires a team in and of itself the next two were a British husband-and-wife team both geologists there were three men in their 30s for maintenance and driving specialize in sub-zero conditions and masters in any repair field also there was biologist a young black lady who wore her hair in a bun and kept her lab coat on at all times inside she was all worked no far then there were even two therapists yes two therapists the first is what you'd expect a middle-aged lady with blonde bangs and a clipboard always wearing a warm smile the other well he was a tall lanky fella he was gaunt and his hair was jet black honestly I had no idea why he would be a therapist I myself was intimidated you even say hello to him I never saw anyone join him in therapy unless he specifically asked them I usually tried to avoid him there was another man who I assumed was a kook until I saw we had to make our own meals he was an odd mousy looking fellow we didn't speak to anyone and when I tried he would simply ignore me I maintained that he would be my favorite person on this expedition since he kept 100% to himself me I was the chaplain yeah I know what you're thinking there are half a dozen professionals here so why do they need a chaplain well I didn't think it made sense but when I was contacted by the organization funding the trip I didn't argue they were offering a lot of money and in my line of work that is a rarity the expedition was to be six months and we were to each conduct specific experiments I don't know what the others were assigned but I was to journal on the religious implications of the expedition and provide any counsel for all the other participants on the trip of any sect or faith the council assignment I didn't have a problem with but the journaling that's the kind of thing college freshman journal on in theology 101 hi the way I was getting paid so I sucked it up and spent the rest of my free time downloading movies and games to pass the long hours in between counseling surprisingly a lot of people came to me for religious discussion I went over the maintenance guys approval when I cracked open a beer with them and talked Catholicism on the old red heretic room couch I'm a Protestant minister so they were a little standoffish at first we became fast friends and even though I couldn't bless them or give confession I think it helped me stress to feel like they could disclose matters of faith as well as just have a fun conversation by the way I got along well with everyone after enough time the physicist was a staunch atheist so we played pranks on each other frequently I would hide his laptop out of easy reach blaring oh jesus take the wheel and he would wake me up half the days with no church in the wild I considered him my second best friend in the compound even though that song did give me chills when I thought about how far away we were from a civilization my best friend was the old man he was always in the rec room when I was and he never spoke he wore an orange hoodie and jeans indoors and always seemed like he was drinking alone at the dimly lit makeshift bar I thought nothing of it since our schedules were all different and I could absolutely condone drinking yourself senseless in a place like this it was lonely most days we did our own thing at our own stations often eating lunch there frozen meals or MREs usually I did spend quite some time talking with the doctor he was a Buddhist so we spent many mornings meditating in his medical station under the buzzing fluorescent lights he said that the place gave him an odd feeling it was hard to be centered here in this cement brick buried in the snow it did get to me after a while when I was alone and the lights were quiet I swear I could hear whispering after one particular incident where I swore I heard clear words I started wearing headphones they helped quite a bit with filling my ears with noise and blocking out the outside world once the week supplies were dropped in from the coastal base hundreds of miles away we restock the cigarettes whiskey and other non essentials like food and water I say that to point out whoever was paying for this was dropping serious money I never met the main client rather I was contacted through their representatives apparently the man funding it was very wealthy very driven and very religious he was highly invested in this expedition he wanted a success but no one knew his goal with this ordeal that he was funding also once a week we would go out in the snow over a giant SUV that could ride over the snow and ice we would take samples of the ice and examine a previous dig site from the last crew I could not imagine the crew that had come all the way out here to build the facility but I bet they got paid crazy money some days we would all just go to get out and see the Sun we couldn't leave during a blizzard but most days only they're necessary crew for the excavation would go whenever we went we had to wear a harness attached by rope to the SUV to avoid slipping down the ice and being injured we can only go once a week due to the outside conditions and distance to the dig site I mentioned both of these to say that we were alone out here and if a plane came Monday then we had seven days until it returned then was the first big shift it was exactly two months in the base the team who left that day were the geologists the biologists with one maintenance man to drive and man the harnesses they left in good spirits and remained at the site for hours however they returned shaken they burst in the door while I was in the rec room with a therapist and we immediately noticed the fear in their eyes the lady geologists ran to the couple's room without saying a word her husband chased after calling her name we asked what had happened and noticed the biologist was crying the other therapist entered the room like a ghost and without a word he assured her into his office and closed the door the doctor burst in and boomed what the hell is going on I don't know said the first therapist she was anxious as was I where's jack the maintenance worker who drove the SUV or wait where's the car I inquired opening the door to the outside I saw nothing but our flag a long set of footprints and miles of ice gleaming in the sunlight we sat for what felt like hours in the rec room all of us who didn't go on the field expedition that is the others were in the tour therapists office panic voices could be heard behind the door finally they all exited the geologists went to their room without saying a word the biologist sat in one of the empty folding chairs the therapist took behind her hands on the back of the seats she'd clearly been crying since she'd returned we got there ahead of schedule she started gathering her composure the dig site we arrived at oh seven hundred instead of eight so we got to work early but first all was fine jack was in the SUV mining the harnesses I was chiseling away at a small patch of ice when I heard the others call from below we all looked at her hanging on her every shaking word she continued I slid down to the base of the hole about thirty meters down I think they had struck a hard surface we all dug together and poured out a massive lockbox immediately we assumed it was left from the last dig but the design it was old it looked like something from World War two it was heavy and sealed shut we tugged the rope to signal jack but there was no response we started calling out for him but he never called back we couldn't see him from our vantage point so after a solid ten minutes of screaming we made our way up a hill using our tools we used an extra length of cord to pull the box up oh it took all three of us but we got it up when we reached the top jack was nowhere to be found we searched the perimeter for well over an hour but without maximum visibility we couldn't have seen him we check for holes in the ice and size of footprints but his earlier tracks never left the side of the SUV we loaded the box in the back and kept searching we noticed something then something we absolutely should have seen already when we climbed atop the vehicle for a better vantage point we saw a massive single message in the snow Ron we looked at her in disbelief the mutual feeling of sympathy Emmett I could have searched better people tend to have she started tearing up again we panicked we drove away but none of us can operate a vehicle design for snow and ice we crashed into a massive pothole about a mile south of here we left the car and walk back the find is still there and jack is somewhere in that deserted wasteland after this she broke down in soaps and left to the dorm jack hadn't answered a single radio call or even made an attempt at reaching us the dig site was an hour's drive from our base and we were thousands of miles from any other researchers we were essentially powerless to do anything first things first said one of the other repair men we need to get our ride back he suited up then he and the other maintenance worker left on a snowmobile design for short-distance now I don't know how they did it but they managed to bring the SUV back safely in less than an hour by now it was getting dark and the search for Jack will be too dangerous to continue tonight we didn't sleep that night the odd man didn't even come to bed he just wandered the halls drinking I lay there listening to music to drown out the sounds of silence sobs coming from down the hall yes this concrete slab this tomb in the middle of a frozen dead zone we were completely and utterly alone the doctor remarked before bed if Jack is still alive he may be better off out there the next morning we set out all of us except the two therapists in the odd man who I assumed was sleeping off a hangover we dragged the lockbox out of the vehicle and laid it in the rec room we loaded up and decided to deal with opening it later we searched the dig site and surrounding area until evening and turned up nothing the message in the snow was nowhere to be found and there have been no snowfall that night we found no tracks no signs no body no anything we returned depressed and feeling responsible for our missing companion when we returned however we were greeted by an odd sight a jet on the snow was a ski fitted jet and not like the crappy junk plane that had dropped us off no this was an expensive private jet we entered the facility to the sounds of loud booming laughter a short bald man with a white goatee sat in the rec room with the shrinks he was smoking a cigar and wore a very nice suit two very large men in sunglasses stood on either side of the door we was slightly stunned well the man said in a heart southern drawl turning to us if it ain't the rest of the party who I was cut short allow me to introduce myself he stood extending his ringed hand Oh pleased to meet y'all finally we took turns awkwardly introducing ourselves realizing this must be the guy in charge he invited us into the cafeteria to have an official meeting this was the second weird shift in the trend he offered condolences in regards to Jack and expressed that it was no one's fault that he went missing as for that message in the snow he said lowering his voice I would say this whole place tells you to run at some point don't let it get to you he finally revealed his focus of the expedition that we were to discover any signs of past visits man had ventured he also expressed that he wanted to colonize the South Pole but needed to know the psychological effects of living here that's why he sent to mental health associates and a minister he pointed at me saying this making me feel exposed and awkward he again thanked us and sent us to bed after the best steak dinner I've ever had prepared this guy was serious he flew in his personal chef to thank us for our work the next morning after a bacon and eggs breakfast he took us into the tour therapists office one at a time to shoot this shit as he so delicately put it when it was my turn he was very respectful a gesture I appreciate when no one knows our minister but it feels forced at times when there is a pretense how are you Reverend he asked softly well I replied not sure how to answer that question in light of the past few days glad to hear it he smiled at the ground son I'm gonna level with you you are the most important person here how's that I inquire wondering if he's flattering me or not well he started looking for the right words this trip is more for psychological research than anything what he cut me off we wanted a religious figure and at least two therapists to love the mental strain of living out here we want to build a new civilization but we've been testing different groups in small segments of time why me it was the foremost of my many pressing questions well he said smiling I'm a Methodist by ourselves but I picked you because of an article you wrote a while back you said in the final line that you have the same philosophy as me what's that I inquired as I'd written a few articles in my time and wasn't sure which one he meant to truly understand God we must also understand his counterpart I immediately knew the article to which he referred it was an article I wrote after seminary on demonology in modern society I shuddered as this was an well an unpleasant field of research either way the man had done his homework on me but I still wasn't sure why a short article on demons qualified me for a mission in the Antarctic I left the room with Earl and we proceeded to rejoin the others we predominantly listen to him rant on rather than talk amongst ourselves we just didn't feel right we were here in the warmth while this man was bellowing on and our friend was out there cold and alone I overheard many times the biologists and geologists asked to leave at first their requests were simply brushed off but by the last requests he sternly reminded them that they were under contract they resolved themselves to their rooms after that left that night with the instruction to report our findings if there were any he then boarded his plane with his bodyguards and left promptly before bed I swear I heard whispering from the observation deck but when I went to sea there was nothing the next day a massive blizzard rolled in we resolved that Jack had died in the snow outside no person could survive a sub-zero blizzard after three days and this is officially where things went bad we decided to open the lockbox it was sealed by metal welding all the way around it took a little while but the other two maintenance men used blow torches on the chest until it finally came free they strained to pull the lid off its container we gathered around clothes I found myself closest to the box they flipped the heavy lid over which shook some black soot loose from the chest we coughed and when it cleared we saw the contents there was nothing or at least nothing important we found a piece of string a thimble and some salt scattered about we sat there rubbing our heads and looking at each other we discussed why this would be out there in the ice so many layers deep we talked a little while until I noticed the physicists leaving he was as pale as a ghost so I chased him to ask what the matter was Hey I shouted as I caught up to him in the door are you good he stood there shaking his head after a long pause he responded no what is it I was curious as to why he was acting so strange out of nowhere meanwhile I saw the other participants walk down the hall to the cafeteria only I noticed that the man in the orange hoodie was nowhere to be seen my thoughts were shaken when the physicist spoke up did you see the word on the head he asked quietly no I was confused I must have missed it can you read Hebrew he asked choking back tears it sounded no I replied I studied Greek wait can you yeah I'm Jewish of who I was I can read well enough Hebrew at least his voice shook I wish I couldn't why did it say new book he said as a tear rolled down his face I'd never seen him like this before and frankly I was a little scared oh you can't buy into no he shouted cutting me off you know as well as I do that this place is wrong he does things to you God the first week I chase footsteps around the shower every morning only to realize I was alone every single time I listen I place my hand on his shoulder we're gonna be okay I wish I could say I was telling the truth but that box did have some sort of weird feeling around it that night around 2:00 a.m. I awoke to the sound of footsteps they were so loud I heard them over my headphones I went to check around and no one was awake besides me I heard soft sobbing from the couples room but knew better than to disturb them they had it pretty rough right now as I returned to my bunk I walked by the cafeteria and caught sight of something awful I turned to see the most horrendous sight I've ever seen all the chairs and tables were scattered and flipped food was smeared all along the walls and ceilings and utensils and appliances were scattered around in the center of the floor was a massive rusted steel cross and nailed to it was Jack he was soaked from head-to-toe in blood and his eyes looked as if every vein had burst about why I covered his arms and legs and nails were driven through his wrists and ankles he was bald and thin and when we made eye contact he shook violently then he shrieked through splattering blood there for now was my turn to lose control I fell backward and slid on the tile I must have been screaming my lungs out for everyone poured into the hallway asking confusion what was happening I'd urinated I pointed to the cafeteria through tears and panic breaths the inside was totally normal nothing was out of place no cross no jack no destruction the last thing I remember was showering and opening a bottle of Jack it was only three hours later I awoke in the rec room covered by a blanket Jane the therapist was asleep on the opposite couch she was sweet through all of this and I'm sure she was disappointed in my lack of professionalism I was still drunk when I stood everyone was still asleep and the blizzard still blasted our compound I wandered the hall and heard the sobbing from the couple's room again I realized in my stupor that I may need help I knocked softly on the door but the crying continued uninterrupted before I could knock again I had to resolve myself to the toilet I ran and vomited into the bowl now feeling slightly more alert as I stood wiping my mouth I caught the brief glimpse of a figure leaving the bathroom it was dark and tall but I couldn't catch any more details I finally had enough and walked my bunk I fell into a restless sleep that night but I slept nonetheless I wrote the next day to someone shaking my arm wake up my vision focused to see one of the maintenance men powers out and people are missing I stood groggily he turned to the hallway where I could hear voices in the cafeteria I saw the only other person in the room was the physicist he was facing away towards the wall somehow i slurred he didn't stir he just laid there I only left because I saw him breathing I walked into the cafeteria it was lit by emergency candles on the tables where I saw the biologist Jane the doctor and the two maintenance men counting me this was less than half of our original group they turned and the other maintenance man said well look who it is he's gonna scare the hell out of us again I didn't smile or disagree I just sat beside the doctor and asked where the geologists were they won't answer their door Jane said her age truly beginning to show in her tired drawn eyes the other therapist as well is missing we're gonna leave chime the biologists as soon as the blizzard dies down fuck their contracts how we're a thousand miles from the nearest base I felt negative for saying but I didn't want to risk certain death through a little cabin fever well Charlie the man who woke me we have a massive sled will load with every tank of gas then we just have to get within 50 miles to the nearest base to be within radio contact we have GPS we'll drive in shifts and we'll take our time as to avoid pitfalls is this agreeable ask the doctor everyone nodded in agreement in that case he continued I suggest we spend the next few days together hoping the missing members return and if not then we will beg their forgiveness in here I spent the day sitting in a daze I just had no clue why we were all so distraught we all lay it up in the dark and hunkered down we made small talk in an attempt to fill the void the dancing candlelight played tricks on our eye and the darkness was oppressive the six of us sat there just sitting just waiting finally around 1800 hours 6 p.m. Jane suggested we check on the geologists we stay close down the hallway and heard the sobbing it was softer but still present Jane knocked weighted knocked again then she shouted she was coming in but the door was locked the maintenance man began pounding his fists and threatened to break in he took out a kerning and picked out a key it fit the door and he slowly opened it to the bedroom inside was a nightmare the first thing I noticed was the blood it was everywhere the walls the bed the ceiling the floors they covered the lamp and bathe the room in a deep red on the bed was the male geologist his eyes were wide open in shock and his mouth hung a gate his throat was torn out and his leg was chewed to the bone his wife sat beside him with her back to us she turned covered in blood herself she was crying and chewing she spotted the bloody meat while sobbing her expression turned from sorrow to one of pure unadulterated rage she contorted her mouth to scream but only a horse gargle and bits of flesh came out maintenance worker closed the door and we all panicked in unison get the door the doctor shouted we followed him to the kitchen and pulled tables in front of the door we part enough furniture to board that well that animal in her cage we returned to the rec room everyone was crying and Jane was in the fetal position shaking uncontrollably oh we leave tomorrow Huff the doctor in between shudders the blizzard still raged outside I swear at the times the wind was so loud I felt like he was mocking me I must have fallen asleep at some point because a massive blast woke me up I looked up to see others jumping to their feet we got ourselves to the ladder and climbed to the observation deck outside we saw blackness expanding all except for a large patch of light a few meters away through the whiteout conditions we could well we could make out fire the SUV was in flames gas tanks stacked around it the top the flames was a person upon closer inspection I could see it was naked and dancing Oh God the biologist lifted her hand to her mouth Jane it was Jane she was naked and being burned by the flames her house echo through the dark storm we watched as the fire consumed her body she shrieked screeched until she finally fell remaining silent forever we walked downstairs feeling hopeless we sat in the dark of the rec room and no one spoke until morning the physicist was still in bed he was trying to ignore everything but at this point I knew he was too far gone the footsteps were allowed in the unoccupied rooms but at this point I given up if I was to die here then so be it we huddled in blankets and coats against the wall we sat and we cried a candle in front of our feet was the only light source I close my eyes tight so not to see the dark shadow pacing the room in front of us the next morning the power returned the lights were flickering and we stood slowly in a dim intermittent glow I heard music playing in the showers we all walk together and looked inside within was the song jesus take the wheel being played on loop from an mp3 player we walked into the dull gray room and saw the physicists naked sitting on the floor in front of the iPod player blood appeared to be running into the drain beneath him he slowly turned his head to me he held up his left hand to his lips and histor long the other hand he lifted his bloodied mutilated genitals he closed his eyes and smiled a large truthy smile he whispered behind closed teeth I like this song now Oh God said the doctor he slowly approached the bloodied man attempting to keep him calm he continued it's okay boy I'm here doubt the physicists nicob again I still clothes and teeth still bared in a snarling grin as the doctor got close the man shrieked with inhuman volume and sprang forwards he tackled the doctor to the ground of sunk teeth deep into the old man's jugular blood ran down both the doctors neck hang the physicists he he stood turning his violent intent at us the doctor sputtered blood and choked for air as the brooding man crouched a leap a loud bang filled our ears I fell to the ground in agony the screeching in my eardrums was unbearable finally it cleared and I saw the physicists now laying dead in a pool of his own blood in his head was a circular wound that bore all the way through his skull one of the maintenance workers was holding a smoking pistol we were four now me the biologist and the other two maintenance workers the rest were now all missing or dead although the power was on the satellite was down thus renewing our chances for radio and Wi-Fi we all paced and cried in panic for hours until finally one of the maintenance men spoke up our only chance at survival is to fix that dish we looked at him and silently we knew that he spoke the truth the outside was still completely whited out from the amount of snow and wind I'll go spoke up the other man will go together said the first the biologist and I knew we could not argue we watched them in their coats leave into the unforgiving blizzard we waited for what seemed like hours searching for radio signals on Wi-Fi finally it came back and we smile for the first time in a while and prepared for the men's return we sat and waited and waited and waited we didn't say anything but we knew we knew we were the last she fell asleep in my lap after he cried ourselves tired before I close my eyes I swear I heard the giggles of a child I awoke some time later I was utterly alone I yelled for the biologist I searched each and every room until I found the last thing I wanted to find I found her in the observatory she'd written a lovely note about wanting to see the outside world before she died in her arm was an empty syringe that I guess is what she had used to end her life her eyes were blank staring into oblivion I left her to her peace now onto the reason I write this in my probable last moments of clarity the reason we were brought to this frozen hell only to die the reason I'm sending out this story before I put an emergency flare gun down my mouth I returned to the office I'd been using I was hysterical I saw my reflection in the display mirror and noticed my eyes were totally blank the sight brought me to smash the mirror I sliced my knuckles which rocked me back to reality and in my second of clarity and noticed the slip of paper that fell from the shattered pieces it was a note with a picture attached the note read if you're reading this and I hope it isn't too late this place is not what do you think the man in charge is not a religious kook no he is much more dangerous by now you may have found that discovered a lock box in it you found some trinkets to spook you there's probably a minister with you to comment on the materials is evil this is their set and setting that black dust the flu illness it wasn't dust and it wasn't evil God these people don't want to colonize ever wonder why it is so far away from any other basis this is a weapons testing facility you have unknowingly been testing compounds for a private company this particular compound is an untraceable psychosis inducing strain of pathogen that is meant for world leaders the concept is to have the enemy kill itself if you've breathed the black dust then it's too late all you can do is attempt to get this message out but do not trust the maintenance men and do not trust the tall therapists they are working for oh they will disappear without a trace shortly after his visit they've logged your behaviors so even if the blizzard which is what I assume you're already in subsides you'll be found and killed if you escape I'm so sorry I lost my entire team I wish you had never come I'm sorry Dave the picture attached was what I assume was the previous team in red ink a man was circled and labeled me in the picture was a mousy man in an orange hoodie and jeans oh wow I told you that was pretty good what do you think I hope you agree with me I hope you had a good time listening to that one because I really enjoyed reading it all for you well let me know what you think in the comment section below and I of course will be back with you on Friday not quite sure what with yet but definitely I will be back with you so just wait a couple of days and you'll have something new to listen to that's it for me for now that so you have sweet dreams everyone back real soon okay [Music] thank you so much for choosing to spend your time listening to me now if you enjoyed that doctor creeping experience and come find me on Facebook come chat with me on Twitter listen to the background music and downloaded if you like on soundcloud drop by the store pick up a t-shirt and importantly if you've got a story you'd like me to read send it to dr. creepiness walls subreddit I set up so that I could read your stories looking forward to seeing you all again real soon so come check me out it's okay you you

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