"The Black Square" Creepypasta

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it was simply there one human morning about six weeks ago I walked out of my house looked right on the way to my car and there it was a black square in the middle of the street I thought it was a strange box or something thinking nothing of it and I went off to get lunch but it was still there when I returned him this time the neighborhood kids usually collectively play in the yard to my houses left we're now instead off to the right circled around the black square they were talking laughing and poking at it with sticks something didn't seem right about the same so I got out of my car and stood for a moment watching what was wrong here it hit me they weren't poking at it they were poking into it one of the local teenagers was sitting on the porch behind me so I knew the kids were being looked after there was some strange prank or something well I'd hear about it later I headed back inside and I returned to writing that day's story around 8:00 in the evening someone began knocking on our front door two of my roommates were in their rooms with the doors open but we were all playing an online game together so we ignored it and hope the guy in the room downstairs would get it he either didn't hear it or he didn't care so we sat there listening to the pounding and knocking for about 15 minutes before one of my roommates logged off the game and stormed onto the front door I heard what the hell do you want none of us are parked in your goddamn spot we never parked in your spot that didn't sound good I left my computer in slid down the hallway to see what's going on they told me stories about Bill and how he insisted that one section of the sidewalk was for his food truck apparently he would go around literally any time of the day or night knocking out every single door in the neighborhood until he found the offender this time there was not looking for the car honor but for the perpetrator of the black square prank after much arguing he finally moved on to the next house but I couldn't go back to playing our game instead I wanted out under the evening orange and headed down the street the black square was odd its angles seem to be changing to match me and I moved my head back and forth a few times rapidly to confirm that it always looked exactly the same from any angle Anton was sitting in his Oakland garage and a lawn chair as I approached he handed a man a bag and pocketed a stack of cash and coughed and leaned back the stranger hurried away without looking at me and this was not an unusual sight standing in Anton's driveway which ran straight at the black square and Bill's house beyond I asked hey what is this thing no idea man he responded but it's got me on edge it's just been there all day I thought maybe somebody was scoping me out but it doesn't do anything I didn't want to get close to it so I picked up a stick kids were messing with this earlier right did anything happen nah it was strange there seemed to be some sort of scaling perspective at work as I moved closer to the square and grew larger my sight then the change in distance warranted far away the effect had been imperceptible but up close it was extremely unsettling I felt almost as if the black square was looming up to encompass me and might even leap out at any moment it was becoming increasingly obvious head this was no prank the sides were exactly equal in length from what I could see in absolutely nothing shelter reflected on its surface I'd seen vantablack nano fabric in person once before and that super black material had definitely left an impression on me and it felt like staring into absolute void and I had that same feeling now the only difference was that my stick encounter no resistance as I moved it forward I took one step and the stick still move freely ahead was it past a threshold yet it was disturbingly impossible to tell because the square always seemed to be facing me so I couldn't just hold left a writing get a look from the side the square also got bigger faster than it should have with each step so I couldn't get a good idea of exactly where it began and ended worst of all the fort perspective had no landmarks and no shadows I felt as if I was inside a television show and reaching forward into a CGI background the studio lights off-screen were still lighting the stick em I was reaching into something that didn't really exist I swung my branch left and right and there were no edges to strike either the pointed end traversed from ultra black to the green imposed lawn and back with no resistance it was then I truly understood that we were in trouble and time what up he was usually one to play a cool bud I could tell you was concerned by the expression that he had on his face that's uh how do i phrase it let's make sure nobody goes near this thing he nodded and gave me a nervous laugh we didn't have any sort of Housing Association and community building so it would really be up to word-of-mouth bill was two houses past hours now still knocking on doors him he was doing a decent accidental job of warning everyone a few neighbors had come out under the lawns to stare at the thing and I saw Idol emerging one lawn over while studying the black square from afar she shivered him put her headscarf a little closer i smoothed out my shirt reflexively as she approached she stopped in the sidewalk just short of Anton's driveway what is this square we just shook her heads if you called the police she asked looking at me Anton leaned back in his seat and watched me put on the spot all I could say was um I don't think so she was visibly confused why not Anton snickered the cops don't come here girl police don't come to this area now they do but trust me you don't want him they don't come here to help oh she looked down at the ground then over to the black square and then to her front door she departed without a word the rest of the neighborhood began to emerge from their homes as bill pissed them off in sequence but we did not meet her talk beyond the distant glances of confusion and confirmation I didn't like the square in the street not one bit but there wasn't much to do about it a few people were taking pictures so I went back inside and put my phone on the charger to do the same my roommates and I locked the house up tight that night we couldn't see the black square from any of our windows but the mere knowledge of its presence was like a chill in the air I was at night I love the four of us and when the others went to bed I quietly stacked boxes full of junk from the basement to block the windows just in case in the morning nobody commented in approval of the boxes but neither did they take them down I'd seen more than my share of movies and shows about creepy anomalies but it was another thing having one actually show up outside of my house in person there's the balance of risk versus curiosity and there was nothing we could do about the square without endangering ourselves we couldn't get too close of it because who knew what would happen and we certainly couldn't go inside it so it's sat there in large part we ignored it in our day-to-day lives but there's also another kind of risk the unknown and the stress effects on your community and on your health each morning for a week I would look to my right at that eerie black square in wonder if I was being watched or worse was it some kind of hole from somewhere that might let in horrific entities beyond our understanding or how even just basically clawed creatures we could understand would be pretty horrifying a simple wolf or bear on the loose on our street would have been an emergency warrant in help and here we were with the possibility of literally anything appearing at any time on a random night that about eight people who were over to play board games idolized again if I would call somebody and this time I agreed but who and how I did find some numbers for two local news channels I scented my pictures but they laughed at me and they said they looked Photoshop I insisted that no it was literally just a black square and they told me to call back when I had something scarier the military was an obvious answer to but how does one call the military I didn't exactly have a phone number for the military and each night for a week I waited on hold with various dusts faces and institutions repeating my story verbatim each time a strange anomaly had a Pinter neighborhood and I need someone to come take a look at it well secretaries would hang up on me immediately but I finally got one that laughed he asked watching some x-files tonight look I've been trying to contact someone about this for a week let's say hypothetically that I'm serious is there some sorta divisionary group for that let me just call area 51 buddy they'll take care of that for you come on there has to be some guy that takes weird phone calls and checks him out right that's no fun fine I'll give you the number I had it finally I had it the next conversation I had was promising and a military Jeep showed up in the next morning I don't texted me when she saw park in the street and I heard they went outside agreed only one man he was only slightly older than me and he stood staring at the black square with a haunted gaze as that finally got his attention he turned his head to look at me and he said mother fuck right i pointed on the street at the black square but things been sitting there for like a week and a half finally prompted to move he went to the back of his jeep pulled on a tripod on a camera and set it up facing the anomaly watching him I asked so are you going to call in the big guns right someone's going to take care of this his only answer was a glance and then he got in his Jeep and drove off leaving the equipment running that was progress I told myself someone was aware of the issue now and somebody was on it small consolation as the day's wore on one of the neighbors boarded up their windows and then everybody did nobody asked the first house to do it if they had seen or heard something scary we just did it that day we went to the hardware store and or the aqua process of explaining what we are doing to be over the helpful employees and then we took our boxes of nails and stacks of wood and began hammering into the window frames I winced at the first one that went awry and damaged the walls but I figured our security deposit was long gone anyways we kept the curtain between the glass and the wood so that the landlord wouldn't notice on a casual or drive by although he would certainly see that the entire neighborhood had certainly acquired bars and boards if the hearing I went to shit would he lower our rent it's doubtful then my roommates and I got drunk together for the first time in mods the neighbors were doing the same thing in the boarded up houses and on their lawns and eventually we had some sort of black party going it was an eerie thing all being connected and bonded by a common thread but being unable to mention that thread even as it loomed in the distance at all times there was nothing we could do about it so imagine it publicly was impolite as dust deepened then someone started a bonfire in the backyard I almost couldn't stand the pressure of what was happening that thing might turn deadly and kill us at anytime but I wasn't even allowed to mention it without pissing people off boarding up our houses we were all reacting to it we were all aware it existed and we all knew everyone else knew it too but we couldn't talk about it a weird defensiveness was emerging among the conversations I overheard this was our street and none of us could afford to move away therefore the black square had to be harmless there were even people talking about the idea that there was nothing wrong at all and that talk was growing agitated I left the block party and I still wanted to drink but angrily now so I went to the nearest bar and I sat by pure chance to the left was the soldier who'd set up the camera equipment he was half drunk already and he looked sidelong at me while holding the bar to keep himself up he laughed darkly oh it's you it was almost a relief to see that he was still in town you guys going to do anything about that black square once you collect enough info he sat taller and focused his bloodshot eyes on me guys yeah your team or whatever it's just me oh well what about the higher-ups he down another shot that and just been delivered higher ups my whole department got cleared out by the new administration that cut costs or something I'm the only guy in my entire building my beer arrived and I took a sip of it while trying to fully understand what he meant like temporary or are you waiting on new hires he gave an exaggerated shrug it's been seven months and nobody talks to me or tells me anything I just get a paycheck automatically no emails no nothing I'm thinking maybe they just forgot to transfer me when they got the rest I don't think anyone even knows that I'm still here that was an off-putting thing to hear well then what are you gonna do about this black square he gave a long drunk belly laugh brother there are 47 anomalies in Ohio alone and I'm the only person in this state left in the department that handles that shit just be happy that yours is and making people crazier changing your muscle tissue in the ass or while you sleep wait what does that actually happen he stared forward at the venue's long mirrored back wall for a moment unmoving except for the muscles in his jaw tightening as he was grinding his teeth after a tikki suddenly reached over and clapped me on the back nothing so dramatic is all that I'm just playing he got up threw some cash in the bar and he began to stumble away wait I call it after him what's your plan for the square plan he owed back on his way out the door you're on your own brother I skirted through the crowd and pushed out into the night and what about the 46 other anomalies he just kept walking him soon became small in the distance was it really possible that there was nobody Manning the defenses for things like this where we simply opened a danger with no one to respond was the only working plan to hope that nothing bad would happen what the hell kind of plan was that I returned home even more agitated than before it was about three weeks after the appearance of the anomaly of that those that insisted the black square was harmless became the majority we've been able to complain about it make jokes and watch it fearfully before that afternoon but the winds changed and I immediately found myself found on the outside with no warning if I glanced suspiciously at the black square someone would derive me for it I tried to measure to see if it was growing at all someone would come out on their lawn and tell me to stop and that I was wasting my time and by the fourth week those reactions became veiled threats bill was standing out on the sidewalk the first day of that fourth week I had just come home from playing a card game somewhere else and he approached me rather angrily stop causing trouble he said without sugarcoating it are you talking to me he was a large man in multiple ways and I took a step back wearily I'm just not willing to accept that this incredibly odd anomaly in the middle of our street is safe the black squares and cause any trouble he growled you're the problem here you're pissing people off and going against the grain people want to sleep soundly and they can't do that if you fill their heads with nonsense dangers if it is nonsense I asked then why are you windows boarded up he bought a fist cuz that's how it's always been around here everybody does it and always has the hell are you talking about it was just last month that he slugged me in the stomach I backed away and there was nothing left to say I understood exactly what was happening he glared from the sidewalk until I went inside and closed the door behind me two mornings later screaming erupted from a few houses down nine of us rushed out of her houses with makeshift weapons only to find that the danger had been the night before somebody's window had been broken and the wood beyond had been clawed mightily by something that had left traces of Azur iCore behind I thought that certainly it would be undeniable now it was obvious said something had come out of that black square and tried to get into a house the only reason the single father and his two girls were alive or and they border up their windows like everybody else see I said to those I had gathered around I told you it's dangerous but the single father in question shook his head of course you'd say that how'd you do it I began backing away almost instantly as all the eyes turned on me what bill said yeah likely what happened what - did you use to make those marks and what was that blue shit is it toxic did you put Ethan's girls in danger by throwing toxic blue sludge onto their house Ethan added and you're gonna pay for that window - what the hell is wrong with you people I clutch my bad and I continued moving backwards I don't came out of her house then and ask some of the others in the group what was going on in Somalia they backed off and Billy Nathan shot me hateful glances on the way back to my place Anton shook his head as I crossed his driveway you're gonna get yourself killed boy whispering I asked what by insisting that the physics-defying anomaly in our street is possibly dangerous I'm just saying kid I sit in the front of this thing all day every day and it freaks the hell out of me but I don't say nothing to anyone else around here the neighbors are more dangerous and that thing get it just keep her head down i mulled over his words for another few days well the attitude in the neighborhood became openly hostile more claw marks in strange Azur liquids appeared during each night and bill started enforcing what he called his right to open carry by walking around on the sidewalks with an automatic rifle slung over his shoulder and then Ethan started doing it too it may be tense as hell but it often talked about gun responsibility and part of me was glad to have weapons around given that something was probably coming out of that black square each night in trying to get into our houses at 4:00 in the morning on the first night of the fifth week I heard a loud banging on the front door for 20 minutes I listened to someone pounding and yelling outside until one of my roommates shouted from his bed screw off bill we don't have to answer the door for you we're not parked in your spot the knocking went silent and my other roommate called from his room that's the first time he's actually just gone away at that i sat up starkly in my bed I knew and that Kenan instant I knew something had happened out there some spark perhaps the unseen creature had finally gotten someone perhaps it had gotten one of the neighborhood children I grabbed my baseball bat and put on my tennis shoes and other than that I was only in shorts and a t-shirt but there was no time running into the dark hallway that connected our rooms I whispered get your gun out what a roommate asked could you goddamn gun ready I practically hissed they're coming for us there was a crash of glass and the sound of boards being ripped off in the back of the house to punctuate what I'd said and I heard my roommate jumping up and falling around with the case that held his gun my other roommate just said quietly and fearfully they're not coming for us and coming for you in the dark I heard his door close and lock this was no movie situation and I knew this would end very quickly between untrained civilians and I knew I was at a big disadvantage if the windows hadn't been boarded up I would have escaped that way but I was forced into a corner I don't he had knowledge of the Train and the advantage of surprise using long steps to avoid the parts of the floor that create I moved on into the big board game room and a big silhouette moved around the corner became a wide-open target for my bat I swung without restraint and as hard as I could I never tried to kill anyone before but I was amazed at how lethal my strength felt when the restraints are off the bat snapped in half I'm Bills head and he fell to the floor he limply tried to resist but I pulled it the rifle while screaming obscenities and he gave it up all groaning on the floor and whimpering about his head bleeding I'd won but unfortunately there were seven more silhouettes behind him and Ethan was among them and I saw his face by moonlight as they dragged me out onto the street this asshole nearly killed bill he shouted proof-positive ease one behind the attacks you came into my house with guns I screamed at them you guys are psychopaths there were nearly 20 other people out there already mainly sticking to their own lives by the light of the full moon and they watched fearfully some of them asked if what I was saying was the truth but Ethan yelled over them he'll say anything to trick you people it's fake news fake they were still holding my arms but I struggled this is ridiculous you've got all the guns and you literally just broke into my house in the middle of the night fake lies Ethan insisted to the neighbors where you pass as they kept pushing me and dragging me as we passed Idol on her lawn I realized where we were going she ran forward and kicked at Ethan I did not leave my country just for you to be the same one of the men stayed behind to keep her restrained him and nearly got away because of the distraction but unfortunately they caught me and continued moving me towards the black square even by moonlight it was starkly visible why are you doing this Ethan snarled you know you monster I can't let you live after what you did to my little girl I could see one of the wooden bear kids among his windows had failed someone had broken its way inside and red blood was mixed with the Azur pools usually left behind so your plan is to kill me by throwing me inside the black square I asked loudly that everybody could hear how does that make any sense if you insist it's not dangerous that I'm the one who somehow orchestrated these attacks in the night one of the neighbors screamed stop trying to get out of this she turned and insisted to someone else that I was a liar getting rid of him will stop the attacks and they were lost I'd known it but it was only now that I truly accepted that I was not in a neighborhood surrounded by peers I've been living in a hostile territory surrounded by enemies for weeks and they'd become delusional because of their own fear living with fear every single day and being unable to do anything about it is turn to their fear to anger and now anger had become violence directed at the only target they could actually reach their own neighbor on that first night of the fifth week and they kicking forward and pointing their guns at me forcing me to walk into the black square the unknown source of their fear it had come to us from somewhere else but it was not the desperate void at the center of our lives it was our heart I never felt more sharpen aware adrenaline seared fire through my every nerve as I kept moving away from the guns in my back the dark square expanding rapidly in my side but then grew more slowly as I came here than ever before it filled half of my sphere of what I could see I kept waiting to pass the threshold like a door to see the sides I'd try to find with sticks and ropes over the last five weeks but it never came I kept pressing forward only to find myself still half in the world I knew him half in the darkness until I turned around and saw Ethan and the others were very far behind me my brain struggled a process of shape or curve or what was happening but I had the distinct sensation that I could keep walking forever in the black square would remain a giant sail pressed against half of me except I knew there was an unseen drop-off and perhaps that was the key perhaps the door was actually down in the black square we could perceive was merely a higher dimensional perspective on it I got down on my knees and hands and began to crawl I couldn't afford to fall accidentally don't bother even shout it in the distance you're going over and you're not getting out of this and there it was I could feel the edge here the black square was almost exactly half of what I could see around me directly above to the left to the right and down the paved Street far beyond bills and Anton's house part of the street I'd stood upon many times coming in the other direction now much sheer void but it wasn't dark well it had always been coming up from below but just been nothing for it to reflect from soul that we could see it light came up from below now illuminating my face and my eyes and my mind it was a ghastly sight certainly not even a color that had graced our world before and I could see everything by the cast of its deep glare I'd never seen that colour with the rods or cones in my eye before but I knew what it was if you could open a door into the mind and observe the hues with him if you opened that door into the mind of a person being tortured with perfect and exacting skill you would see the chroma pane not just the feeling of it or the idea of it in thought but the blood of the concept the core as a brushstroke an existence for some reason I laughed but I did not smile I stood and began to walk back Ethan how does assault rifle forward don't you come back here don't do it I just shook my head the other men behind him raised their guns too but they were waiting on him I didn't slow I cut him as I move towards Ethan I told him you're human Ethan you're fundamentally capable of good or just neutrality of corroboration of peace the words spill directly from my raw brain into the night air you are not like what's over the edge take a look for yourself you understand the barrel of his weapon glimmer darkly by moonlight but the square behind me was blacker what do you mean he asked after a moment the strain of oncoming terror dampening his tone I think he saw look in my eyes some fraction of what I'd seen had to still have been lingering in my irises like a rotting reflection gone bad what's in there what's over that edge I couldn't really think of that moment I put my forehead to the barrel of his rifle and grass for the trigger under his hands please he pulled away in fear you crazy they were no longer a threat now and I drifted past them and back to my house where one of my roommates peered out of his door and apologized and the other finally finished finding his ammunition the dangers past don't bother I remembered before going into my room and sitting on my bed it took six days from my brain to develop a coping mechanism for six days I sat and stared at any blank white wall I could find it was I bleached him away but it had every color and none after six days I felt nothing and that was my release to scab and scar over what had happened to my mind my brain had amputated my emotions and good for that I would feel horrible at the loss of love and joy and friendship and companionship but I can't and that's better than feeling would I had witnessed over that edge bill was back from the hospital by that and feeling rather sheepish a neighborhood watch had been set up in our men were taking turns guarding the square around which they built a wall out of bricks and cement they knew that nobody would be coming to help no police no military and no government we were on our own a fact which made idle sad as she talked to me about the home she'd left where it had been exactly the same in her village this is humans I told her sometimes we do better for a little while and sometimes we don't she didn't have a chance to reply before bill came up and said carefully down next to me on the porch he rubbed his bandaged hand and said sorry about what happened last week I kept watching my armed neighbors around the black square and it doesn't matter it does though he muttered looking down cast we could have killed you it doesn't matter I said again he swallowed audibly and then I asked what you see in there and do you think the neighborhood's gonna go to shit now now it amazed me that it was right there it was right there just a hundred feet away we were alive and standing here breathing air and eating food and having conversations just a hundred feet away from that it was always here bill they don't mean thing that changed six weeks ago is that we can see it now they don't talk much anymore and the neighborhood is quieter than before we just sit and wait for the inevitable each stay in each night the black pit is among us lurking and open sight and one day it'll spill forth ungodly hordes and I don't need to describe because you didn't know what they look like sometimes we do better but sometimes we don't [Music]

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Length: 34min 48sec (2088 seconds)

Published: Sat Sep 30 2017

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