The scary thread

[Loop Stricken]

That was Slender Man.

wait, at what time was there a face in the window?

Just start watching closely at the 2min mark.

 

[dont_blink]

OK, I just woke up, and I don't know why I keep reading through this thread, last night, I couldn't sleep, I finally fell asleep at 2 AM, and luckily I didn't have any nightmares.

A few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town. They called their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrived, the two children were already fast asleep in bed. So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children. Later that night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV, but she couldn't watch it downstairs because they did not have cable downstairs (the parents didn't want children watching too much garbage). So, she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parent's room. Of course, the parents said it was OK, but the babysitter had one final request? she asked if she could cover up the angel statue outside the bedroom window with a blanket or cloth, at the very least close the blinds, because it made her nervous. The phone line was silent for a moment, and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time said, "..Take the children and get out of the house?we will call the police. We do not have an angel statue."

The police found all three of the house occupants dead within three minutes of the call. No statue was found.

The Awesome Creepypasta section is awesome. But I wish I had never went there.

don't blink.

 

[Railgun88]

Go to ED and search creepy pasta.

Spoiler

Where?

 

[VincentX3]

Wow, and I just bumped a thread about this.

Spoiler: Self Preservation

If you?re reading this, then I am hopefully long gone. It?s been? two months now since the meteor struck Mississippi. There was a lot of public interest in it, astrologers and the like all gathering around for a look. They took samples of the rock and shipped them all over the world to museums in every country. Hell, I almost made a trip to have a look myself, but I had an interview with a potential employer. If he hadn?t called me up the previous day, I?d be dead now. Three days later, after the initial hype died down, the news reported nothing on the meteor for a couple of days.

The next thing I heard about it was when I got home from the pub and turned on the late-night news. I was just in time to catch a breaking news article. The worried-looking reporter informed me that almost everyone who had been in the vicinity of Mississippi when the meteor went down had been hospitalised. Their symptoms were similar to those that a corpse experiences during decomposition. Ten people had already died, mostly the elderly and the very young. Scientists and geneticists from all over the globe were working frantically to try and find a cure. Being smarter than the average bear, I gathered some supplies and prepared for an epidemic. Years of being paranoid beyond reason was finally about to pay off.

The news the next day had a lighter tone. A Chinese scientist had worked out that the meteor had contained an alien strain of bacteria that slowly broke down flesh tissue. The scientist also remarked that the bacteria were only affecting humans. He had also worked out that if a victim consumed a living being, such as an insect, it would delay the progression of the bacteria, giving the scientists more time to figure out a permanent cure. Anyone who thought they may have contracted the infection was to eat as many live creatures as they could. The reporter also explained that the US Army was attempting to contain the infection.

They failed.

Anyone who has read Stephen King?s book, The Stand, will have an idea of how the bacteria made its way around the world. It passed through the air, but to catch it, you had to be near someone infected. Because the symptoms took between three to five days to kick in, people didn?t realise that they were infected. In a week, Victus Somes Disease, as it had been named, was global.

I had barricaded myself in my house, with towels and blankets stuffed into every crack. I had the TV tuned to the news all day and night. The scientists had not predicted that the bacteria would adapt to the infected people?s efforts at trying to keep it at bay. Victims all over the world were claiming that the insects were no longer working. People were starting to catch small mammals and eat them.

As the days went by, people were slowly eating larger and larger animals. The first reported case of cannibalism was, ironically, the last broadcast made. The anchorman?s hair was falling out and he was missing three teeth. He nervously told America that there had been a reported case of cannibalism in Southern Europe. He also said that there would be no further broadcasts. All survivors were to lock themselves in their house and not let anyone in.

For the next week and a half, I watched the infected shamble up the street, knocking on doors. One of my neighbours, a couple of houses down from me, was stupid enough to open the door. Three people dragged him out and started biting his flesh. They started with his arms and legs, trying to keep him alive for as long as possible. They were crying as they ate. Their meal was shrieking in pain, and the three people eating him were apologising furiously through mouthfuls of his arm. I don?t think they were unable to control themselves; it looked more like they were disgusted by what they had to do to stay alive.

They tried to break into my house five or six days later, but my barricades held. They were outside, begging me to let them in. ?Just one bite. Please, be generous.? I listened to their pleading all night, too scared to sleep.

I suppose I should explain why I?m writing this. I?m infected. Yesterday I coughed and lost a canine. I spent the night pulling out my teeth, easing them out one by one. It didn?t hurt; they just slid out, like pulling up carrots. Anyway, as I was saying, I?m infected. The bugs have stopped working, and all the wild animals have long since run away. I have decided to lure someone into my house and attack them. It sounds so wrong writing that out, but I don?t want to die. And I?m so hungry.


I?m sorry. I?m so, so sorry.

Wow! That was a pretty freaky-not so scary-cool story
Where did you get it?

 

[Grayjack]

Wow, and I just bumped a thread about this.

Spoiler: Self Preservation

If you?re reading this, then I am hopefully long gone. It?s been? two months now since the meteor struck Mississippi. There was a lot of public interest in it, astrologers and the like all gathering around for a look. They took samples of the rock and shipped them all over the world to museums in every country. Hell, I almost made a trip to have a look myself, but I had an interview with a potential employer. If he hadn?t called me up the previous day, I?d be dead now. Three days later, after the initial hype died down, the news reported nothing on the meteor for a couple of days.

The next thing I heard about it was when I got home from the pub and turned on the late-night news. I was just in time to catch a breaking news article. The worried-looking reporter informed me that almost everyone who had been in the vicinity of Mississippi when the meteor went down had been hospitalised. Their symptoms were similar to those that a corpse experiences during decomposition. Ten people had already died, mostly the elderly and the very young. Scientists and geneticists from all over the globe were working frantically to try and find a cure. Being smarter than the average bear, I gathered some supplies and prepared for an epidemic. Years of being paranoid beyond reason was finally about to pay off.

The news the next day had a lighter tone. A Chinese scientist had worked out that the meteor had contained an alien strain of bacteria that slowly broke down flesh tissue. The scientist also remarked that the bacteria were only affecting humans. He had also worked out that if a victim consumed a living being, such as an insect, it would delay the progression of the bacteria, giving the scientists more time to figure out a permanent cure. Anyone who thought they may have contracted the infection was to eat as many live creatures as they could. The reporter also explained that the US Army was attempting to contain the infection.

They failed.

Anyone who has read Stephen King?s book, The Stand, will have an idea of how the bacteria made its way around the world. It passed through the air, but to catch it, you had to be near someone infected. Because the symptoms took between three to five days to kick in, people didn?t realise that they were infected. In a week, Victus Somes Disease, as it had been named, was global.

I had barricaded myself in my house, with towels and blankets stuffed into every crack. I had the TV tuned to the news all day and night. The scientists had not predicted that the bacteria would adapt to the infected people?s efforts at trying to keep it at bay. Victims all over the world were claiming that the insects were no longer working. People were starting to catch small mammals and eat them.

As the days went by, people were slowly eating larger and larger animals. The first reported case of cannibalism was, ironically, the last broadcast made. The anchorman?s hair was falling out and he was missing three teeth. He nervously told America that there had been a reported case of cannibalism in Southern Europe. He also said that there would be no further broadcasts. All survivors were to lock themselves in their house and not let anyone in.

For the next week and a half, I watched the infected shamble up the street, knocking on doors. One of my neighbours, a couple of houses down from me, was stupid enough to open the door. Three people dragged him out and started biting his flesh. They started with his arms and legs, trying to keep him alive for as long as possible. They were crying as they ate. Their meal was shrieking in pain, and the three people eating him were apologising furiously through mouthfuls of his arm. I don?t think they were unable to control themselves; it looked more like they were disgusted by what they had to do to stay alive.

They tried to break into my house five or six days later, but my barricades held. They were outside, begging me to let them in. ?Just one bite. Please, be generous.? I listened to their pleading all night, too scared to sleep.

I suppose I should explain why I?m writing this. I?m infected. Yesterday I coughed and lost a canine. I spent the night pulling out my teeth, easing them out one by one. It didn?t hurt; they just slid out, like pulling up carrots. Anyway, as I was saying, I?m infected. The bugs have stopped working, and all the wild animals have long since run away. I have decided to lure someone into my house and attack them. It sounds so wrong writing that out, but I don?t want to die. And I?m so hungry.


I?m sorry. I?m so, so sorry.

Wow! That was a pretty freaky-not so scary-cool story
Where did you get it?

Creepypasta.

 

[VincentX3]

One of my personal favorite creepy pasta stories:

Spoiler: White with Red

A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. Especially no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed.

The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to.

This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn?t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.

At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, ?Did you look through the keyhole?? The man told her that he had and she said, ?Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red.?

Also, if this thread is getting too creepy for you, here's [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIsh1J4FbKU] a palette cleanser of sorts to help you sleep better (it's a video of a cute little girl).

I hate you now
[small] Cute my ass ¬¬ [/small]

 

[Railgun88]

SHIT... that middle photo is taken in a suburb of Perth, Australia. The city i live in... im scared now

See if you can spot The Slender Man in these photos:

Spoiler

No need to worry. Slender Man is a COMPLETE fabrication; a myth born on the SomethingAwful forums.

I'm more paranoid of the Caving Story and Dionaea House stories. If they're not real, they're remarkably well put-together horror pieces.

I'm even more paranoid about that tunnel I mentioned. Wonder if I'll ever ask my friends to take me there so I can see it for myself.

Nah. Read them both, they're made up.

 

[AceDefective]

Komedy Break!
You are home to watch Pravda on televisir about degenerate murderer who is on the loose. You look out the window door to beet field, and you notice Man standing in the snow. He look like foto on televisir and he smile at you. You gulp vodka, picking up fone to your right and dialing Local Militia Precinct Commissar. Back out the glass you look, pressing fone to ear. Notice he now closer to you. You drop vodka in shock.

No footprints in snow. It was reflection. You dullard!

Your apartment is bulldozed down to make way for glorious tractor factory.

and
You are diligent worker at Soviet Administration office working at night. The Soviet Copy Machine begins working like good Soviet worker. You go to Soviet Copy Machine and see many Soviet copies in the Soviet tray. It is picture of you dead in chair. The other pictures are also of you dead but taken from more Soviet angles.

There is no original picture in the copy machine. In fact, the machine has been out of toner for a week. SOVIET COPY MACHINES WORK OVERTIME FOR GOOD OF CAUSE.

 

[AceDefective]

Babysitter home with young boy and young girl. She get call parents, who are working night shift in factory asking if everything is fine. She tells them da, but the large statue of Lenin in daughter's room is unsettling.

Later, she is arrested by KGB for calling great father of motherland "unsettling". She is sent to count trees in Siberia.

Such is life in Moscow.

and
I check into small hotel a few kilometers from Kiev. It is late. I am tired. I tell woman at desk I want a room. She tells me room number and give key. "But one more thing comrade; there is one room without number and always lock. Don't even peek in there." I take key and go to room to sleep.

Night comes and I hear trickling of water. It comes from the room across. I cannot sleep so I open door. It is coming from room with no number. I pound on door. No response. I look in keyhole. I see nothing except red.

Water still trickling. I go down to front desk to complain. "By the way who is in that room?" She look at me and begin to tell story.

There was woman in there. Murdered by her husband. Skin all white, except her eyes, which were red.

I tell her I don't give a shit. Stop the water trickling or give me refund. She gave me 100 ruble credit and free breakfast.
Such is life in Moscow

 

[Get_A_Grip_]

I've got one:
So ur with ur honey and yur making out wen the phone rigns. U anser it n the vioce is ?wut r u doing wit my daughter?? U tell ur girl n she say ?my dad is ded?. THEN WHO WAS PHONE?

The spelling and grammar police?

Ohh burn!

 

[SCAFC Chimp]

Ehh stuff it, that Pokemon one was ashambily to long and it was a struggle for it to post... So I will just put in another post, which I hope I wont double Post.

There are 2 other fantastic Stories. they both take some time, but both are some of the best Horror I have read.

<url=http://www.angelfire.com/trek/caver/page1.html>Teds Caving Story is about a person who finds an unexplored cave, and tried to explore it. Really interesting, Written in his perspective from a 'Caving Diary'. Its really good.

And <url=http://lparchive.org/LetsPlay/Animal%20Crossing/Update%201/index.html>The terrible story of animal crossing is also another beyond fantastic one. It is really long, and takes a bit of time to get into it. But when it finally gets in, it is some of the best horror I have ever seen.

EDIT: Crap, it double posted...

I was thinking of reading the Animal Crossing, but I was wondering, does anything jump out, or have any of the photos been edited to be frightening, or is it the text itself that's scary?

 

[Dragon_of_red]

Ehh stuff it, that Pokemon one was ashambily to long and it was a struggle for it to post... So I will just put in another post, which I hope I wont double Post.

There are 2 other fantastic Stories. they both take some time, but both are some of the best Horror I have read.

<url=http://www.angelfire.com/trek/caver/page1.html>Teds Caving Story is about a person who finds an unexplored cave, and tried to explore it. Really interesting, Written in his perspective from a 'Caving Diary'. Its really good.

And <url=http://lparchive.org/LetsPlay/Animal%20Crossing/Update%201/index.html>The terrible story of animal crossing is also another beyond fantastic one. It is really long, and takes a bit of time to get into it. But when it finally gets in, it is some of the best horror I have ever seen.

EDIT: Crap, it double posted...

I was thinking of reading the Animal Crossing, but I was wondering, does anything jump out, or have any of the photos been edited to be frightening, or is it the text itself that's scary?

Not at all. All of the 4 stories I had posted in this thread, have been nothing but written words, with a few pictures. Nothing jumps out. Don't worry about that.

 

[Sneaky-Pie]

Prepare for nightmares.

 

[Queen Michael]

Damn... That slenderman vid in the beginning made me scared in a way I haven't been scared since I started reading Stephen King as a kid.

 

[Mantonio]

I've got one:
So ur with ur honey and yur making out wen the phone rigns. U anser it n the vioce is ?wut r u doing wit my daughter?? U tell ur girl n she say ?my dad is ded?. THEN WHO WAS PHONE?

The spelling and grammar police?

Ohh burn!

People who don't get it! People who don't get it everywhere!

That was the spelling and grammar of the original 'Who was Phone?' post. As such it makes it more humorous than anything, and so the spelling and grammar is kept that way. It's a joke creepypasta than anything.

Seriously though guys, going to Encyclopaedia Dramatica for your scares? Rubber Johnny?

Okay, two things of quality. First, the actual creepypasta archive, http://www.creepypasta.com/

Second, the Youtube Channel known as Marble Hornets. Which is a series of linked Slenderman videos.

http://www.youtube.com/user/MarbleHornets

As you can expect, view the videos in order. Starting with Introduction, then Entry #1, Entry #2 etc.

 

[Anti-gravity]

A picture so scary it scares you slim

http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/lookaroundyou/programmes/food/slimmingpicture.jpg

Cookie for reference.

Look around you! is that what it's from?

 

[thenumberthirteen]

A picture so scary it scares you slim

http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/lookaroundyou/programmes/food/slimmingpicture.jpg

Cookie for reference.

Look around you! is that what it's from?

We have a winner!

 

[Zirat]

Heres one for you folks, starts off slow, but truly picks up by the half way mark

Spoiler: Advantage

 

[TopHatTim]

creepy pasta ftw, slender man ftw.. might i recommend the SCP organization

He was quite slender want he?