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[Trygon]

It is good to include more monsters in the Slender Man mythos. I mean, Slendy clearly doesn't eat human.

[HunterEris]

[purplesharpie]

FREAKING GAZER D:

...I just had to draw one. I'm sorry.

EDIT: What the...it's not showing up in the preview. Ooookay.

[Corvus42]

aww, its cute.

[The Rogue Wolf]

[HunterEris]

Took me a moment to see that o.o

Also, I'm in the UK, it may not have been night for you, but it was certainly night for me when I read it. And it's genius: "Don't look for them, but you know you will."

[purplesharpie]

[Chukwa]

I just remembered about this one creepypasta I wrote for my short story writing class involving an inter-dimensional hotel And something that lurks inside it. But it's three pages long. Too much?

[HunterEris]

[Chukwa]

Alright, but I'm going to get ready for a bunch of TL;DR's.

I downloaded a program off this prank website. It was called SkullScream, and it would allow you to create a fake website with any extension and customize it into a screamer site. I chose the domain www.yourdeath.hell, and modeled it after a template that the program had. It was programmed to open up in the place of Firefox, looking exactly like it.
I made it look like a quiz site, with only one quiz, "How will you die?". The program begins the quiz with a form to fill in name, age, and such. Then it asks you "Is your webcam enabled?". After those, I added as many generically scary questions I could think of, such as "What is your deepest fear?", "Is the path to death light or dark?", and other things.
The sixth question, "Are you ready to die?", had no answer key. After a few seconds, a picture of a corpse and a loud scream would pop up, followed by "You're death will be postponed. You'll just have to accept this for now."
One day, after I ran SkullScream multiple times to make sure everything was running right, I invited my friend Gene over to my house to try it out. Gene was easily scared, which made him perfect. Before he came, I turned on a screen recorder, and set up a handheld digital camera facing towards the chair to capture his reactions.
I asked him to Google something for me while I watched TV. He left, and after about fifteen minutes of no noise whatsoever, I walked into the room, where the camera was lying on the floor, and the screen recorder had a video file already done recording.
I uploaded the footage to the computer, and synced to the files the screen recorder had managed to capture.
Gene sat down in front of the computer, and clicked on Firefox. On the footage of the camera, the words "Hi Gene", were displayed in the middle of the frame for a few seconds. On the screen recorder, my site had popped up, and he immediately picked up on the joke. He called my name, and said that it wasn't funny. Despite this, he stayed in his chair and took the quiz, something I didn't think he would normally do.
The form popped up first, and he filled his information out. Next, it asked him if his webcam was enabled. When I would take the test, I would click no, but he looked directly into the camera, and clicked yes, assuming it was a webcam. The screen went black for a second and came back, reading only 'Splendid.'. When it did, there was a slight jump in the camera's footage. I didn't recall this part of the quiz at all.
The next question was "What is your deepest fear?" He moved the mouse to the text box. When he typed his answer, he typed a bunch of random symbols, some of which moved. He looked very distraught, at this, and clicked submit to get away from the page. The screen went black again, and came back with another "Splendid.".
The next question was a multiple choice, asking "Do you fear blood?", with the answers "Yes", "No", "Only my own", and "I crave it". Gene smiled and clicked on the last one. The screen went black, but instead of "Splendid", it said "Liar". Gene stopped smiling, and the cursor flew down to the "Next Question" button, without him moving the mouse.
The next page wasn't a question, but a message. It told him to examine the pictures he was going to see and rate how much they disturbed him. He clicked on the "Proceed", button, and a picture of a small, smiling dog appeared, with a sliding bar on the bottom, with the left side saying "Not Disturbed At All", and the right side saying "Kill Me Now". Gene smiled, and slid the bar all the way to the far left. The next picture was of the same puppy, but looking sad and lying down. His smile lessened, and he tried to slide the bar all the way to the left again, but it stopped just before it went all the way.
The next picture was of the same dog again, only barking, teeth barred, and hair missing on some places of his back. Gene adjusted himself in his seat, and tried sliding the bar to the right, but it went to the left a few pixels instead.
The next picture was of a little boy, smiling and sitting on a couch. A look of relief flashed over Gene's face and he slid the bar all the way to the left. The next picture was of the same boy again, only a few years older and no longer smiling, but just sitting quietly on the couching looking at the camera. Gene was able to slide the bar all the way to the left again.
The next picture was of the same boy yet again from behind his back, giving a view of his wrists, which looked like they had burn marks on them. Gene tried sliding the bar to the right, but the bar went a few pixels to the left instead, again. The next picture was of the boy, with a bloody hole were his right eye was. He was smiling, and holding a bloody knife in his right hand, using his left hand to stretch the skin around his left eye. Gene tried to slide the bar, but it stayed in the dead middle.
Right around here, the screen recorder quit. The next couple of seconds were Gene staring at the computer, gawking, averting his eyes away from the computer, even crying. The light coming from the computer suddenly became bright red, and he backed away from the computer. From behind him, the sound of the door slamming shut could be heard. He looked, grabbed the camera, saying that he might as well get the entire prank on film.
The next ten seconds or so of footage were just him pointing the camera at the door. After about eight seconds, the lights in the room went off, leaving only the computer's red glow to project Gene's shadow onto the door. After this, he walked towards the door. He put his left hand on the doorknob and screamed in pain. He dropped the camera, showing him holding his hand, which was smoking. He picked up the camera again, and while cursing to himself, turned back to the computer. After watching this multiple times, the best guess to what was on the computer was the word "Congratulations!" He turned again, and the door was open, but it didn't lead back into my house.
The door opened into what looked more like a hotel hallway, with doors on both walls. The walls were some pink and red color, with some splotches of yellow and black. He stood still for a few seconds, and walked into the hallway. He put his hands on the wall as he walked, and this made the walls retract, like skin. He pointed the camera at his burned hand as he used his nail to scratch at the walls. The thin, pink layer peeled back, revealing a dripping red layer. His hand jerked back and he kept walking, muttering to himself about wondering where was. His hand twitched trying to get the flesh out from under his nail.
He passed the doors, some of which were opened to dark, windowless rooms. As he was reaching the end of the hallway, he passed one room with a couch. He walked into the room, and pointed the camera at the couch, showing a bloody knife between the cushions. He didn't seem to notice it. As he turned around to walk out, he saw a pair of glowing, white eyes in the corner of the room. He ran out the door, where he saw the length of the hallway. The room was in a different place than where it was before.
He ran to the end and turned to another hallway. At the end of that hallway, was a creature crouching, crawling slowly towards him. It had ivory skin, slightly gray. Its hands had only three fingers, and it had a skin pattern similar to muscles. It had a large forehead, two wide, glowing white eyes, and teeth which broke the skin of its bottom jaw.
He dropped the camera, showing that behind him, a wall had appeared. He ran back, straight into the wall. He turned his head over his shoulder, screaming, just as the three fingers of the creature covered the camera.
The screen went black, with only text reading "Bye Gene" hovering in the center for a few seconds. Once the footage reappears, the only footage left is of me walking into the computer room and finding the camera on the floor. I don't know how it got there.

[redherring]

[distilled]

An expansion of a creepypasta I wrote a few months ago:

[redherring]

[HunterEris]

Not had the chance to read these yet but I will soon.

[evilblackbunny]

Why the bleeding blue hell did I come to this thread? ;_; I'm not supposed to read creepypasta, my insomnia is bad enough already!

T_T why oh why is terror so tempting~?