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Well, we were scared shitless so I don't think we heard a word she said afterwards.lacktheknack said:
Crazy. That would freak me out!Sn1P3r M98 said:
Nicely done! Now I'm wide awake and looking around...toratora1942 said:
Great... Now that I've jumped up and hit the roof, I think I'll go on my bed and attempt to sleep.The Jakeinator said:
I was thinking of posting something similar but decided not to. However you made me think of it so..Ih8pkmn said:
When the boxing day tsunami happened, I could have sworn I felt the ground move and shake slightly underneath me. No one I know felt anything. I live in Australia, near Sydney.
Am I sensitive or is it a coincident?
From memory I think there were tremors around Aus as the as well as where the tsunami hit. I can't say I felt anything though.DPunch4 said:
It provides balance, the organism that is this place. It balances out all the cute, all the nice, all the innocent topics that float through the site as they float through our heads. But this one is different from most others. There's a little voice in your head - not one you can hear but one you can feel - that waits until you are at your most vulnerable and begs for you to come back here. Begs you to give in to your curiosity. One little peek couldn't hurt, right? Just feed it a little and the silent noise will go away... for a while. Until that time rolls around again, that you're vulnerable, that you open yourself to the possibility that maybe not everything can be explained. Not everything should be explained. This is the home, the resting place, the sanctuary for those such concepts, those such stories, that are unbelievable. But some are so terrifyingly real that were we as humans to fully grasp their existence, we'd lose a part of ourselves. And so this magnetic force we call the unknown draws us ever deeper, ever quieter, into the cracks and crevices of our mind where the bad things hide. Preparing us for the day when we might realize some forbidden knowledge that makes it impossible to close your eyes without there being a light on in the room.
a lot of them aren't that great but every now and then one comes along that deserves attention. I think that people come to these places in hopes of finding those rare gems of horrific genius more than just for a quick jolt. And as for my previous message, when I enter Writer Mode, things no longer have to make sense. Especially when I'm sleep deprived and obsessing over my own creepy bits and pieces of fiction.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ffDPTKn7HiY
possibly the most disturbing thing you'll ever see.
possibly the most disturbing thing you'll ever see.
I am reasonably sure that's been posted here before. But I agree, that is rather disturbing.kakaomasse said:
I live south of Perth and the day after the tsunami the waves at the beach were messed up. They weren't cresting, water was just surging in and out. Didn't feel any tremors though.Sweet Potato Vines said:
My name is Samuel Lake, and this is the story of how my friends died, of how I?ll die, and how I fear hundreds and thousands will die in the days to come, and I?m so sorry, but it?s all my fault?
I suppose I should start by telling you who I am, I?m a scientist, I work in the field, I get sent out as far away from civilisation as possible and document the wildlife I see there in the hope of expanding our knowledge of our Earth. There were five of us, Blaine, Chris, Susan, Peter and myself, I was the project leader. We worked together to catch and examine unregistered insects, animals and plants and took specimens back home for examination, and on my last expedition, as hard as I tried not to, I?m afraid I most definitely brought something home.
I guess the least I can do for my friends is tell you about them, and I?ll say this for a start, if any one of them had survived instead, they wouldn?t have made the same stupid, selfish mistake as I did, they would have been brave? but I was a coward, and for that I?m afraid we?ll all suffer. First there was Blaine, my oldest and best friend, this line of work was never exactly what we had our eyes set on when we were kids, but we always knew we?d end up working together one way or another. He was a real muscle head, not that that?s a bad thing, more than once he saved my life on expeditions showing incredible feats of bravery, I only wish I could have done the same thing for him. Then there was Chris, ?the joker in the pack? I honestly think he had some terrible joke or pun for every other specimen we found, I bet he?d even have lightened the mood if he?d been alive with me and Blaine at the end, cracking some stupid joke as his last words? Susan was our own ?ray of sunshine? as we sometimes called her, she was positive 24/7, she was also our reptile expert, and we always looked forward to seeing her face light up when we found a new species of lizard, it breaks my heart remembering her joyful reaction when she first found out about ?them?. Lastly there was Peter, he was the nerd of the group. While we?d be out getting bitten by snakes and stuck in quicksand, he?d be back at camp examining the specimens and doing the paperwork, he kept to himself mostly but he was our treasured friend and we couldn?t do our jobs without him.
Last week we were sent to a dead volcano in the Amazon Rainforest, one that had erupted in life over the previous decades, looking back I feel a fool for my giddy excitement, if I?d known what was to come I would have ran and hid, quit my job and never left New York again, where I knew I was safe. The first few days of the expedition were pretty typical, we found some new species of butterflies and a few unusual rodents, but on day four, we found them? and they found us.
I was about a mile away from the camp, with my net and camera, looking for insects and there it was, sitting in a tree and staring at me. It was a reptile, almost like a crocodile only smaller, almost the same size as a koala bear, it had a long tail, green scales and, most noticeably, those eyes, a deep, violent red and almost glowing. It dropped down from the tree and landed on two feet, it tipped its head back and made a strange sound, almost like barking. I had seen Jurassic Park enough times to recognise the sound, it was calling others to join it. As scared as I was, I still took the time to take a photo of it before running back to the camp. I didn?t see any more of them as I was running, I thought I?d shaken them off, I was an idiot?
I showed the picture to the team, Susan was especially interested, she spent hours comparing it to extinct reptiles to anyone who would listen and Peter started drawing up the kind of skeletal systems a lizard like that would require. The camp buzzed with excitement, bipedal lizards were something unseen since the dinosaurs and it meant fame and fortune to us, the discoverers, but I was uneasy. I had seen it in those glowing, red eyes, intelligence. It was smart and now it knew we were here. Somehow I knew that they had followed me, and that as we chatted and mused over this, they were all around us, watching.
That night we all went to sleep in our tents, but only four of us woke up? Susan had been murdered in the night, the wall of her tent torn open and her neck slashed. It didn?t add up, her tent wasn?t locked so the murderer could have easily opened the tent unless it were an animal but in that case why did it leave the body? We had basic CCTV around the campsite facing away in case something elusive wandered by in the night. We checked the footage and could only stare in awe. Shortly after midnight, five of the reptiles had walked into the camp, confidently on two legs, they walked past the camera, then there was the sound of tearing fabric and then the sickening sound of claws on flesh, then they walked back, the leader with blood splattered on the large spurs now apparent on his feet, almost like a velociraptor. We gaped at each other, they had killed one of us for seemingly no reason other than to make a point. It was quiet for the rest of the morning, this was hardly something we were prepared or trained for. We spent the afternoon discussing what to do, on one hand we had the scientific discovery of the century, on the other we had a murderous swarm of unknown numbers. We didn?t have to wait long?
That night me and Blaine sat in the middle of the camp, we had decided to stay up in shifts, two at a time. Also, Peter had rigged the CCTV?s motion sensor to his laptop, since he was short on supplies the best he could manage was a shrill beeping noise through the laptop?s feeble speakers. After a few minutes, Blaine broke the silence, ?Susan, she died doing what she loved? I guess it?s too much to ask for death by old age in our line of work?. I half-heartedly chuckled in agreement, I knew Blaine was right, one day we?d all die like Susan, it was dangerous work after all, I only wish that their deaths hadn?t come so soon. I sat in silence, staring out into the pitch-blackness between the trees. The forest was alive with noise, running water, birds chirping, the wind between the trees. I realised with a lurch that if they came, we would have barely a second?s notice, before I had a chance to mention this to Blaine, the silence was broken again, Peter?s laptop had started beeping.
There was barely time to give the others a glance, one moment the camp was silent, the next there were hundreds of them, swarming everywhere, the tents were ravished, the air filled with screaming, Blaine and I could only run. As we ran through the forest the barking sound was everywhere, we saw them leaping through the trees and running behind us, after ten minutes we realised it was hopeless, we collapsed in a clearing, the creatures absolutely everywhere, on every branch of every tree and all over the ground. One of them, taller and with larger spurs than the others, stepped forwards, it barked and growled at us for several minutes, we exchanged nervous glances, there was no dought about it, it wasn?t just noise, it was a language, it was speaking to us. Soon after, it screeched loudly and the creatures swarmed in on us, after what felt like a lifetime of screeching and flashing teeth and spurs, all was silent. I was in extreme pain, one of my arms was broken and I was bleeding everywhere, I looked up, the clearing was a bloodbath, bits of Blaine were strewn all over the place but this time they had taken his body. I half walked, half crawled back to the camp, where the massacre had been even greater. I switched on the communications radio and started screaming for help, barely registering the fact that Susan too had been dragged away.
A few hours later a team of medics arrived from our base of operations outside the rainforest, it took them a while as no vehicles could reach the camp but eventually I was patched up and de-briefed. I was sketchy on the details, I said that the team were killed by reptiles. I didn?t say that they were intelligent, I didn?t want to get locked up after all.
Now I?m at home but I?m far from safe, because I know why they let me go that day, why they dragged my friends? corpses away but left me to run away. It?s the same reason why they didn?t kill me they first saw me, they wanted to follow me, I honestly don?t think these creatures knew there was a world outside their forest, knew that there were such a thing as humans, but they know now. And if they?re anything like us then they?ll come, they?ll kill us for food or in defence, and soon they?ll spread and colonise our cities. I should have stayed, I should have just died in that forest but I was so scared, I ran back to my own world and they came with me. I?m sorry, I?m so sorry? but I?ve put us all in terrible danger, they?re on their way.
I suppose I should start by telling you who I am, I?m a scientist, I work in the field, I get sent out as far away from civilisation as possible and document the wildlife I see there in the hope of expanding our knowledge of our Earth. There were five of us, Blaine, Chris, Susan, Peter and myself, I was the project leader. We worked together to catch and examine unregistered insects, animals and plants and took specimens back home for examination, and on my last expedition, as hard as I tried not to, I?m afraid I most definitely brought something home.
I guess the least I can do for my friends is tell you about them, and I?ll say this for a start, if any one of them had survived instead, they wouldn?t have made the same stupid, selfish mistake as I did, they would have been brave? but I was a coward, and for that I?m afraid we?ll all suffer. First there was Blaine, my oldest and best friend, this line of work was never exactly what we had our eyes set on when we were kids, but we always knew we?d end up working together one way or another. He was a real muscle head, not that that?s a bad thing, more than once he saved my life on expeditions showing incredible feats of bravery, I only wish I could have done the same thing for him. Then there was Chris, ?the joker in the pack? I honestly think he had some terrible joke or pun for every other specimen we found, I bet he?d even have lightened the mood if he?d been alive with me and Blaine at the end, cracking some stupid joke as his last words? Susan was our own ?ray of sunshine? as we sometimes called her, she was positive 24/7, she was also our reptile expert, and we always looked forward to seeing her face light up when we found a new species of lizard, it breaks my heart remembering her joyful reaction when she first found out about ?them?. Lastly there was Peter, he was the nerd of the group. While we?d be out getting bitten by snakes and stuck in quicksand, he?d be back at camp examining the specimens and doing the paperwork, he kept to himself mostly but he was our treasured friend and we couldn?t do our jobs without him.
Last week we were sent to a dead volcano in the Amazon Rainforest, one that had erupted in life over the previous decades, looking back I feel a fool for my giddy excitement, if I?d known what was to come I would have ran and hid, quit my job and never left New York again, where I knew I was safe. The first few days of the expedition were pretty typical, we found some new species of butterflies and a few unusual rodents, but on day four, we found them? and they found us.
I was about a mile away from the camp, with my net and camera, looking for insects and there it was, sitting in a tree and staring at me. It was a reptile, almost like a crocodile only smaller, almost the same size as a koala bear, it had a long tail, green scales and, most noticeably, those eyes, a deep, violent red and almost glowing. It dropped down from the tree and landed on two feet, it tipped its head back and made a strange sound, almost like barking. I had seen Jurassic Park enough times to recognise the sound, it was calling others to join it. As scared as I was, I still took the time to take a photo of it before running back to the camp. I didn?t see any more of them as I was running, I thought I?d shaken them off, I was an idiot?
I showed the picture to the team, Susan was especially interested, she spent hours comparing it to extinct reptiles to anyone who would listen and Peter started drawing up the kind of skeletal systems a lizard like that would require. The camp buzzed with excitement, bipedal lizards were something unseen since the dinosaurs and it meant fame and fortune to us, the discoverers, but I was uneasy. I had seen it in those glowing, red eyes, intelligence. It was smart and now it knew we were here. Somehow I knew that they had followed me, and that as we chatted and mused over this, they were all around us, watching.
That night we all went to sleep in our tents, but only four of us woke up? Susan had been murdered in the night, the wall of her tent torn open and her neck slashed. It didn?t add up, her tent wasn?t locked so the murderer could have easily opened the tent unless it were an animal but in that case why did it leave the body? We had basic CCTV around the campsite facing away in case something elusive wandered by in the night. We checked the footage and could only stare in awe. Shortly after midnight, five of the reptiles had walked into the camp, confidently on two legs, they walked past the camera, then there was the sound of tearing fabric and then the sickening sound of claws on flesh, then they walked back, the leader with blood splattered on the large spurs now apparent on his feet, almost like a velociraptor. We gaped at each other, they had killed one of us for seemingly no reason other than to make a point. It was quiet for the rest of the morning, this was hardly something we were prepared or trained for. We spent the afternoon discussing what to do, on one hand we had the scientific discovery of the century, on the other we had a murderous swarm of unknown numbers. We didn?t have to wait long?
That night me and Blaine sat in the middle of the camp, we had decided to stay up in shifts, two at a time. Also, Peter had rigged the CCTV?s motion sensor to his laptop, since he was short on supplies the best he could manage was a shrill beeping noise through the laptop?s feeble speakers. After a few minutes, Blaine broke the silence, ?Susan, she died doing what she loved? I guess it?s too much to ask for death by old age in our line of work?. I half-heartedly chuckled in agreement, I knew Blaine was right, one day we?d all die like Susan, it was dangerous work after all, I only wish that their deaths hadn?t come so soon. I sat in silence, staring out into the pitch-blackness between the trees. The forest was alive with noise, running water, birds chirping, the wind between the trees. I realised with a lurch that if they came, we would have barely a second?s notice, before I had a chance to mention this to Blaine, the silence was broken again, Peter?s laptop had started beeping.
There was barely time to give the others a glance, one moment the camp was silent, the next there were hundreds of them, swarming everywhere, the tents were ravished, the air filled with screaming, Blaine and I could only run. As we ran through the forest the barking sound was everywhere, we saw them leaping through the trees and running behind us, after ten minutes we realised it was hopeless, we collapsed in a clearing, the creatures absolutely everywhere, on every branch of every tree and all over the ground. One of them, taller and with larger spurs than the others, stepped forwards, it barked and growled at us for several minutes, we exchanged nervous glances, there was no dought about it, it wasn?t just noise, it was a language, it was speaking to us. Soon after, it screeched loudly and the creatures swarmed in on us, after what felt like a lifetime of screeching and flashing teeth and spurs, all was silent. I was in extreme pain, one of my arms was broken and I was bleeding everywhere, I looked up, the clearing was a bloodbath, bits of Blaine were strewn all over the place but this time they had taken his body. I half walked, half crawled back to the camp, where the massacre had been even greater. I switched on the communications radio and started screaming for help, barely registering the fact that Susan too had been dragged away.
A few hours later a team of medics arrived from our base of operations outside the rainforest, it took them a while as no vehicles could reach the camp but eventually I was patched up and de-briefed. I was sketchy on the details, I said that the team were killed by reptiles. I didn?t say that they were intelligent, I didn?t want to get locked up after all.
Now I?m at home but I?m far from safe, because I know why they let me go that day, why they dragged my friends? corpses away but left me to run away. It?s the same reason why they didn?t kill me they first saw me, they wanted to follow me, I honestly don?t think these creatures knew there was a world outside their forest, knew that there were such a thing as humans, but they know now. And if they?re anything like us then they?ll come, they?ll kill us for food or in defence, and soon they?ll spread and colonise our cities. I should have stayed, I should have just died in that forest but I was so scared, I ran back to my own world and they came with me. I?m sorry, I?m so sorry? but I?ve put us all in terrible danger, they?re on their way.