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>>32093062
Explain it to me

There's a movie theater in downtown Phoenix, Arizona that only plays movies from 1987. If you pay for 3 tickets and buy a large popcorn, they will play a film that shows you your future. If you watch the entire film completely, you will have sleeping problems for the rest of your life.

Okay, lovecraft was awesome until you started fucking it up.

>>32093197

I live in phoenix. there is no such theater. stupid creepypasta

Legend has it that if you come face to face with your doppelganger, it's an omen or warning of death -- for both you and your twin. Because of this, if you see a replica of yourself, run for your life. If you keep seeing your doppelganger, chances are that your days are numbered, because you'll soon see your demise.

There are many stories regarding encounters with doppelgangers, none of them pleasant. Often, a person does not actually see their own doppelganger, but someone else does. Can you be two places at once? No, but it's a very strange feeling when someone who knows you very well insists that they saw you just thirty minutes ago -- and you were nowhere in the vicinity. Imagine this happening time and time again and you'll soon go insane.

Hence, the myth that a doppelganger will precede the arrival of the real person. Many stories explaining their experiences with these apparitions have this in common. Perhaps he's one step ahead of you?

Alex sent in a compelling story last year, just before Halloween. He describes some unsettling incidences, but had no idea what the cause was. The story was edited for only grammar and was published with the title of The Cemetery Mimic. Lauryl writes in a few weeks later, stating that she believes this story depicts repeated encounters with a doppelganger.

So are there really doppelgangers or is it just a creepy urban legend? You're not likely to believe it if you've never had an experience with one. Whether Alex really has one is just speculation and how the story is interpreted. The story rings true, but Alex is probably not in any danger as there's no solid proof of doppelgangers or of someone meeting their demise after seeing their own. Regardless, the legend lives on.

IA WALT DISNEY
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know what? you are fucked up

If you watch every State of the Union Adress since it's been filmed and available on tape, you'll see that halfway through--exactly halfway through--the President always says the same word. Most say it under their breath during the standing ovations, but some are forced to work it into the speech itself.
What's the word? You don't want to know.
[anonymous says that it’s Peony, an OTO codeword used to denote a request for aid in ventures into the 8th dimension. There's a flower for all eleven dimensions.]

All of The Mars Volta's stuff is actually played in reverse of what they actually performed. No one's sure why exactly they can't play forwards, but they've got at least 10 different, rougher versions of each song to play at their concerts so they don't raise suspicion.

There is a demon of great evil, that will be able to walk upon the Earth if someone is told of its existence and does not repeat the name to another. To the best of my ability, his name roughly approximates "Jkqxxllyuo".
This was told to me by a rather unkempt man on the street; if you have not noticed it already, I just told it to you.

3 in 5 people will, at some point in their life, wake up in an alley with no recollection of how they got there.

>>32093300

met mine at a rave afterparty a few years ago.

were both fine

The lottery gives you a three digit number and a four digit number each day, right? What else has seven digits split into three, then four? That's right, it's a phone number. The lottery is a telephone oracle. Whoever is on the end of the line when you call that number knows something that you need to know, though sometimes getting the prophecy out of them can be difficult. It helps if you have a winning ticket, I believe.

ITT: Octopus niggers

The assassination of John F. Kennedy started a macabre chain that continues to this day. Oswald killed Kennedy, Jack Ruby killed Oswald, this much we know. What few people are aware of is how far it continued after that.
In 1967 while awaiting retrial for the murder of Lee Harvey Oswald, Ruby died in Parkland Hospital (the place of death of both Oswald and JFK), some say due to the negligence of the doctor overseeing him. A few years following this, that same doctor died in an auto accident while on his way home. The driver of the car that struck him would make a full recovery, though the medical costs would bankrupt him and drive him to a life of crime. A store owner acting in self defense would be the one to claim his life, and so on.
Few have kept full track of the chain up 'til now, or how far from Dallas it's traveled, but many believe it still continues. Fewer still are sure if it started with Oswald and JFK, or if perhaps it goes further back than that... betraying some unknown transgression from President Kennedy's past.
Just be careful out there.

A mason, Benjamin Franklin's links to occult secret societies have long been known. In the clip below, the History Channel talks about his involvement in the Hellfire Club, a secret society that conducted black masses and orgies. These bizarre, occult practices are still going on today in secret societies like the Bohemian club.
In 1998, workmen restoring Franklin's London home dug up the remains of six children and four adults hidden below the home. The London Times reported on February 11, 1998:
"Initial estimates are that the bones are about 200 years old and were buried at the time Franklin was living in the house, which was his home from 1757 to 1762, and from 1764 to 1775. Most of the bones show signs of having been dissected, sawn or cut. One skull has been drilled with several holes. Paul Knapman, the Westminster Coroner, said yesterday: "I cannot totally discount the possibility of a crime. There is still a possibility that I may have to hold an inquest."

Go into a Subway and tell the clerk you want to order the sandwich they'd always wished a customer would order. They will quickly, quietly, and without expression, craft the sandwich from many different ingredients. The sandwich will be the best thing you've ver tasted. This only works once per clerk. If you ask them to make it again, they will not recollect how. If you attempt to re-construct it, it will fail.

ITT epic creepypasta

Damn it, I left this thread open on my computer and my mom saw it. She confronted me later today and said, "Your movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air."

A secret society meets once every three years at a small diner in West Virgnia.

To join, you must come to the American Grill diner located in Cricket at 9:30 PM on September the twenty-first. The only uniform is a heavy overcoat and a green tie.

Order an "Eggs and bacon platter with coffee." The waiter will tell you that the breakfast menu is unavailable, reply, "Well, just the coffee then." You'll be allowed to stay after closing time for the meet.
The meeting itself is a meeting of minds and philosophy regarding immortality. The society is called "The Socratic Method." They hoist their mugs at the beginning and end of the meeting and say "Death to Socrates."

It's rumored a little hemlock is added to the first cup, and an antidote to the last.

On the east bank of the Susquehana river somewhere in central Pennsylvania, there is a small patch of ground where no plants will grow. At the right time of day, at the right time of year, the sun shines directly on this spot. If you stand there at precisely this time, a whirlpool in the river will appear, revealing a trap door leading to a system of identical tunnels. If you can successfully navigate through the maze of tunnels, you will find yourself face down in an alley behind an Irish pub called Kelley's just outside Boston, with no memory of how you got there. In your pocket, you will find a day planner. Important events of the future are described within, but in random order and no dates.

There is a small island in the Mediterranean Sea that does not appear on any map. It cannot be seen from any other island, nor can any other land be seen from it. On this island is a lighthouse, rotting from age and sea water, which is never lit. There is nothing inside it, save for a spiraling staircase that leads to the top, and an ancient, dusty bookcase.
The case is filled with unmarked books, bound in ancient leather, save for a single space. If you remove a book from the shelf, it will fling itself open in your hands, and the words inscribed in it shall start screaming to the air. You must wrestle the book closed and shove it back on the shelf, or the immortal evil contained within its pages shall break free, and you will be forced to take its place, with pages, ink and binding crafted from your own flesh and blood.
However, if you bring the correct book to the island, and place it in the empty space, the lighthouse will light. As long as it is lit, the world shall enjoy an unending paradise, for all the evil in the world will be contained in the lighthouse. And while it is lit, nothing can go in or out.
The only problem; you will be trapped for eternity with all the evil ever known or conceived, by man or god. And the only way to escape, is to douse the light.

There is a moment each leap year, at exactly three minutes past three on the morning of February twenty-ninth. If you possess the courage, await that moment in darkened room, with no other present. At that moment, the darkness will deepen. If you were to hold you hand directly before your face, you would not see a thing. But you must not do so. No, for that would be to waste the moment. Instead you must reach out, into that impenetrable darkness.
And it will reach out to you.
An unseen hand will grasp yours. You must not flinch away, nor tighten your grasp. To do so will only slough away more of the decrepit flesh that covers it, and anger its unseen owner. Remain perfectly still, as the withered fingers move over your palm, tracing unknown patterns. Do not move an inch as it crawls slowly up your arm. And most of all, do not even breathe as it caresses your face, touching what cannot be seen.
Should you remain still through this, the hand will be withdrawn and a voice will speak, so close you can feel its breath on your face, smell the scent of decay it carries. It will ask you for one simple piece of information: your name. Answer truthfully. Answer truthfully, and the presence will retreat, leaving only a whisper in the air as the darkness lifts. "It is done."
From that day on, untold good fortune will be yours, and mysterious power. You will lack nothing, and have everything. But in a year, perhaps two, you will feel your skin begin to decay, and smell the sweet smell of death upon your breath...

There's a tent in a travelling circus in the India. Inside this tent there's a man who is an expert in poker, you can recognize him because he always bets exactly 2 U.S. dollars and 31 cents. If you beat him after 3 rounds, he will bet his soul on the 4th round. Nobody has ever beaten this man on the 4th round, and if you lose well... You don't want to know.

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If you put a microwave inside a bigger microwave and turn them both on, your right hand becomes visibly larger for 50 seconds.

Somewhere in Ohio, there's a soda-vending machine that instead of selling root-beer, inside the can you'll find the cool, carbonated blood of people who go missing on roads in the middle of the night. It does not take paper money, despite having the apparatus necessary.

There's an abandoned convenience store somewhere in Connecticut. On the basement of this building, you'll find the body of none other than the real George W. Bush preserved in a tank. It's rumored that the current president used to be a laboratory chimpanzee that was subject to many horrible experiments and studies of the evolution of mankind.

There's a 46 year old actress in the porn industry that solder her soul to preserve her 12 year old body in order to continue her career at child pornography.

There is no such thing as a coincidence. There never has been and never will be.

There is a Wal-Mart somewhere in Indiana, with a concealed trapdoor in the frozen food section. If you tap on the door three times with your left foot, a voice will ask you for a toll. Open the trap door, put three lemons inside and close the door. After ten seconds, you will hear a knock on the trapdoor and find a red piece of paper that tells you two of the following three things: the exact location of your death, the manner of your death, or the exact date and time of your death.

A friend once told me of a specific small village in Spain where you are able to see something VERY special - he saw it himself.
There is one house inhabited by a family - but usually after 16 o'clock, they tend to leave the house altogether to visit the family's friends and have something to eat, since the house is not that well kept and they seem to not like any visitors around it.
However, after they've left, you are able to sneak into it through the backdoor - in the bathroom, you will find two mirrors together hanging on the wall. The first one is just a normal mirror, but the second one - if you look at it in a special mirror, you are able to see a ghostly moving image of a wood - my friend swears that it was like a window.
He also swears that he saw two white unicorns graze.

If you realize that you are about to sneeze, take off your left shoe and hold it aloft above your head. If you position it so that it runs perfectly parallel to the line of best fit of the Mason-Dixon Line before you sneeze, the lining of the pockets in your pants will come undone.

Out in the barrens of western Montana, there is a rock shaped like a raven's head with half of the beak broken off. If you use your forearm to complete the beak and hold the position for seven minutes and 26 seconds, you will feel a tingling sensation in your arm. You must then get at least 1 mile away from the rock within the next 66 seconds.

If you do this, you will be able to shape shift into any bird, at will.

If you begin the process and fail, you will turn into a crow and never be able to return to human form

Every version of the Old Testament contains instructions for creating a real golem hidden in the text. Rumor has it that the principal ingredient is semen spilled during an act of incest-by-marriage, in much the same way that Onan did. This is difficult to research, however, as Israel tracks down and kills anyone who threatens to become too successful and steal their monopoly.

This is also part of the reason why the Israeli army wanted their captured soldier back - they didn't want the secret falling into Hezbollah hands...

In Washington, there's an elementary school where it is said that politicians are secretly trained as children under the guiding force of the mysterious document known only as "Yakumo".

In the hills surrounding the town of Bodega Bay in California, there is a tree, sitting right in the crook of two hills. Scattered 10 paces around it are 7 different fresh-water springs.

It is said that one of them cures any disease, another grants immortal life, 4 will kill you instantly and cause your body to dissolve into powder.

But the last spring is special. If you bottle water from this one and take it to a small cave hidden in the hills north of the tree, you will find a single large stone at the back of the cave.

If you then splash the water on the stone, it will dissolve, leaving you a baseball-sized red stone. As long as you have this stone in your possession, you will always be in the right place at the right time.

If you pour water from any of the other 6 springs on the rock, the cave will seal up, and you will be lost forever under the earth.

>>32095058
lol I know that one.

There's a man in Texas who does nothing but drive around rural areas and put needles inside of haystacks.

During the Spring of 1902 in the Dry Tortugas islands off of the coast of Key West, a man was shot and the bullet protruded slightly from the back of his skull into a three (which he had his back against at the time). As time passed and the three continued to grow, his putrefied corpse was lifted into the boughs as his skull was still attached loosely to the tree by the bullet. As time passed, the tree grew around the skeleton. If you can find this tree on one of the Islands, tap it thrice with the heel of a cow hide leather boot, you will be granted the ability to make anyone forget anything at will.

In 2012 the next polar reversal will take place on earth. This means that the North Pole will be changed into the South Pole. Scientifically this can only be explained by the fact that the earth will start rotating in the opposite direction, together with a huge disaster of unknown proportions.
1. With clock-like regularity, sudden reversals and pole shifts are natural to the Earth. The result is worldwide destruction, and is supported by paleo-magnetic evidence and early manuscripts.
2. The reversal of the poles is attributed to the harmonic cycle of the magnetic fields of the sun.
3. Polar reversals can be calculated precisely on the basis of the sunspot cycle theory or the magnetic field theory, which the Maya and the Old Egyptians were privy to. These secrets are contained in the Labyrinth of Hawara, a huge complex consisting of three thousand rooms.
At present scientists still do not know much about the mechanism that generates the magnetic field of the earth, which is more than frightening. Without doubt, our continued existence depends upon this. Thousands of years ago our ancestors knew that when this magnetic field tilts, a worldwide destruction takes place. The present geologists, astronomers and physicists know little about this. For that reason we are running towards our end.

They say that if you are rich enough, tenacious enough and smart enough to pick up a copy of every Dungeons and Dragons book ever printed, there is a secret "letter" in each book. If you collect all the letters, they form a code. If you decipher the code, then the message you get will teach you how to gain incredible arcane powers, immortality, and power and wealth. It is said that Gary Gygax is actually an immortal wizard (Which is where he got his ideas of DnD from) and the code is meant to determine his wizardly apprentice and eventual successor.

If you take any Swiss Franc note and expose it to microwaves, it will curl up and ignite. Once it's cooled down, you'll find a fine powder that, when ingested, will kill you painlessly. A 10 franc note has enough poison to kill a family of four

The last battle will be fought between kudzu and melaleuca - the two plant species that seek to cover the earth at the expense of all life. They both have a sinister intelligence incoherent to our understanding, and they are in constant competition. Humanity's only hope is to play them against each other. Kudzu's winning right now - that's why there's been such a glut of melaleuca tea-tree oil products in response.

In the town of St. James, Missouri, there is a surplus store where the back room is always kept unlocked. Behind one of the shelving units is another door. Behind that door is the secret of perpetual motion. But this secret would destroy you.

In the mountains of British Colombia, Canada, there is a tree with an iron stump. If you dig beaneath this stump, you will find the Boîte Diabolique, which houses the 19 forbidden notes on the musical scale, assuming that it has not already been dug up.

They say if you park at this parking meter in LA on Sunday and put in 4 quarters whose years add up to 5988 your gas tank becomes full.

There are seven words in every Gideon's Bible - y'know, the one they stuff in every hotel room - that can't be found in any other bible. If you repeat those seven words to yourself while grasping the doorknob to your room, the door will open to any hotel room in the world. Of course, if you want to control where you're going, you'll need to know the Gideon's Key - one more inserted word, unique to each copy, that acts as an index for each room.

If you go to new york and order a deli sandwhich "with several travesties" (any deli owner worth his salt will know what you are talking about), they will slip an envelope between the turkey and they cheese. if you can remove it without exposing it to any mayonaise, the secrets within will be yours forever.

There was no such day as Thursday until 1842.

In Los Angeles, there is a small abandoned shack in the midst of many tall, new buildings. This shack can only be found on a cloudy new moon night. It is never in the same spot twice.

If you knock on the door three times, leave a small box on the doorstep, and leave, the next time you find the house, there will be a box with a mysterious object in it, that is different for each person.

If you can figure out how to use this object the right way, unlimited power is at your disposal. However, many who found their object and used it wrong have never been found again.

Every 4 years a canadian wild beaver will be born with green fur. This beaver must be killed within its first week of life or a deadly new desease will be spawned in Africa.

There's an abandoned house built by a man who hated corners. In this house there are no corners in the rooms and no mirrors. The reason why there are no mirrors is because you can see corners in the rooms through them.

A man in Wyoming was sentenced to life in prison for unknown reasons. He died 5 days after being incarcerated. When they searched his cell, they found that his toilet flushed the opposite direction.

To the south, there is an extinct volcano. If you climb it you will find fertile lands in the crater. They are larger than they should be and a man with the head of a falcon rules them. It is claimed, that he is the son of a god... Every year on the summer solstice, anybody can knock on the door of his castle and challenge him to a fight. If you win, you get to rule the lands and all the treasures. And his immortality. If you lose, pray that he kills you...

Every time somebody plays a Led Zeppelin album, Pluto's orbit gets smaller.

The paste from crushed up aspirin and water, when properly ignited, is more effective than C-4, but only if used underwater.

Have you ever felt uncomfortable looking in a mirror? It's something we do several times a day with barely a thought, but once in a while everyone feels anxious looking in one. At these times, even though there is nothing visibly wrong with the mirror, it arouses a deep rooted fear. This was recently attributed to an exremely low frequency sound mirrors emit at times. It is still not known what causes this or why the sound is translated by our minds as something to fear.

oh god!

Every thousand years there is a strong force that makes things happen on one day out of the year. How this is determined is by who can figure out the secret phrase, and what their wish is. The thousand year anniversary is tomorrow.

Every night, after Disneyland's Magic Kingdom closes, the forces of some unknown force assault its gates. No one's quite sure what it is, or how Disney holds it back. But one night, when the forces DID breach the gates it is said that the statues of Walt and Mickey wept blood. Magic Kingdom was closed for the rest of the week.

link to this site please? its called secrets or something

They say that there's a mountain in Central Park. But only sometimes, and only if you're not looking for it.

I've heard there's something horrible on top.

Once on 4chan i read a shitty thread. It was full of nonsense and lies...not the kind of thing that's true or even can be related to as creepy by the common man but stupid shit that doesn't make any sense. It was then I found out I could do what I want because a pirate is free. You are a pirate.

Never knock on a door in Romania more than 7 times.

Every person living in New York feverishly writes in the old Norse runes in their sleep, sometimes to the point of bleeding at their fingertips. Seriously, watch them.

Every ten years, the police capture and hang an innocent man to make up for all the wickedness that escapes them.

Once in a dark and stormy night you might get jumped you mom would proly get scared and say your moving with your auntie and uncle in belar!

Tomorrow night at exactly 3:07AM you will receive an e-mail. Open it, and inside will be a picture of an elderly Gypsy woman. Touch her left eye twice and the mole on her chin once, and then go into the nearest bathroom. Instead of a toilet, there will be a filing cabinet. Open the second drawer from the top and pull out a map. Follow this route using EXACTLY 1,091 steps. Once you're at the location noted on the map, fold it once lengthwise. Set the map under your left foot and stomp with your right. A car will pull up in front of you and beep once. Inside will be a Native American man wearing a fine tuxedo. Get in the passenger's side, say "Madagascar", and then roll down the window 3.2 inches. He'll start driving, but you'll have to take the wheel after 25 miles. Continue to drive in the same direction, but then stop when the odometer reads 30492.x. The x should be the midpoint betwen the 7 and the 8. Get out of the car, then feel around in your left pocket. There will be a small ruby. Take it out and place it in the lock of the car door. Once you do this, get into the car again. The man who was once in the car will have disappeared, replaced with the lost loved one you miss most.

>>32096567

Why the fuck did THAT creep me out?

The saying "Son of a Gun" is not, in fact, a way of explaining away women that become pregnant while on ships, nor is it a reference to a man's testicle being shot, and the bullet impregnating a woman. Son of a gun refers to a man who is the great-great-great-great-great-grandchild of a crack shot, sniper, or someone who killed more than thirty people with a single firearm. The child's parent, the "gun" as it were, will then be killed by that child with the same firearm. The saying is such an evil insult to a true Son of a Gun that they spread it widely and invented seemingly worse insults so that nobody would ever actually use the term seriously.

There are only 7 home electronics stores in the world (5 in the US, 2 in Canada) which can sell you Region 20 DVDs and a DVD player capable of playing them. These DVDs register as blank in any other player or DVD drive but when inserted into a Region 20 player the discs play selected scenes from the viewer's dreams and fantasies as if they had been filmed.

somewhere in the new jersey pine dunes, there is a town withn the unlikely name of Cornhole junction. There are no bathrooms or toliteries of any kind in this town, nor do the locals seem to understand the concept of defecation.

There's a dark forest deep in the heart of the Rockies, surrounded on all sides by mountains. In the center of the forest is a lake on the shores of which you will find a large black stone. If you swim out into the center of the lake, the stone will drag you down into the darkness.
You will emerge from shadows in the alley of a frightening dark city of heavily arched roofs and buildings built on stilts. You must not talk to a single citizen of this city, or you shall be trapped there forever. The citizenry is horrid and mutated, and they will leer and curse at you, and their hideous and deformed women shall offer you unknown and horrible lewdnesses.
At the edge of this city is a highway. Walk down the left side of the road (yes, against traffic) with your thumb out and a man in a dark truck shall pick you up and drive you back the way you came. The city will be gone, and he will take you to any place on earth as long as you can name it and there's a road there.

When every single tree in the world is chopped down, Jesus will come back.

Deep in the Yukon, there is a clearing where there are no trees, no grass, and no snow. In the middle of the clearing, there is one huge mountain. This mountain is nearly unclimbable, and cannot be reached by air. In fact, when anything flies over it, it ceases to exist until that object has left. Meaning, if you try to climb it, and a bird flies overhead, you're fucked. Anyway, at the top of this mountain, there is an old man with a flute. Don't say anything to him. Just stand in front of him for exactly 12 minutes and 37 seconds. If he deems you worthy, he will play Axel F on his flute, and give you the power to fly. If you're unworthy, he'll morph in to a bird and fly, causing the mountain to disapear, thus causing you to fall to your death.

There are exactly 17 people on this earth fated to kill you. If you somehow manage to avoid these 17 people during your lifetime, you are taken to a place of monumental beauty where you are stripped of all clothing and branded on the space just above your navel with a name. When you are sent back to earth, it's your mission to kill the person branded on you.

Once there was a shitty thread on 4chan full of lies and aids. Everyone was too scared to sage in case something bad happened to them.

Many lives were wasted as people sat reading this crap as it spewed forth from the minds of anonymous.

Leon Czolgosz, assassin of William McKinley, the the 25th President of the United States, was electrocuted for his crime on October 29, 1901, at Auburn Prison in Auburn, New York. Among the personal effects found in his cell was a U.S. quarter stamped with the date 2218. The face in profile on said quarter was not George Washington, but rather a face which has yet to be identified.

The 51st state of the United States, Arcadia, was admitted to statehood on January 17th, 1977. Exactly 4 years to the day later, Arcadia disappeared along with all its residents, and all memory of its existence was erased from every mind in the world. Its precise former location is unknown, though there is rumored to be a map of the type sold in gas stations and convenience stores held under lock and key in the Library of Congress. Also of note are claims of the sporadic delivery of mail from Arcadia, with modern postmarks, to several major American newspapers, the contents of which are said to be written in an entirely unknown and undecipherable language. Unfortunately, those letters to a one have been misplaced and are not available for examination.

The ashes of the guitar burned by Jimi Hendrix at the 1967 Monterey Pop Festival were saved by a stage technician and passed along to "The Legion", a sect of the Hell's Angels which practiced ritual magick. The ashes were mixed with blood and clay and formed into a talisman with the rough appearance of a wolf. Possession of the talisman confers upon its hold numerous talents, including telepathy, precognition, enhanced strength, and prodigious sexual prowess. It is legend among cycle clubs and gangs to this day that the world will end when the talisman is broken.

>>32096567
that was epic

At exactly 07:28PM a black bear gives birth to a cub that has a human soul. The soul is that of a deceased rich person. It is said that if you kidnap the bear cub exactly 11 minutes after its birth, slice it open horizontally across the direct center, and take a bath in its blood and insides, then you will become one of the most successful people in the world.

Once on a dark and stormy night in dc you might get jumped by an azn man your mom would proly get scared and say your moving with your auntie and uncle in belar!

Once on a dark and stormy night in dc you might get jumped by an azn man your mom would proly get scared and say your moving with your auntie and uncle in belar!

Once on a dark and stormy night in dc you might get jumped by an azn man your mom would proly get scared and say your moving with your auntie and uncle in belar!

Once on a dark and stormy night in dc you might get jumped by an azn man your mom would proly get scared and say your moving with your auntie and uncle in belar!

>>32097075
A TRUTH APPEARS.

Once on a dark and stormy night in dc you might get jumped by an azn man your mom would proly get scared and say your moving with your auntie and uncle in belar!

Once on a dark and stormy night in dc you might get jumped by an azn man your mom would proly get scared and say your moving with your auntie and uncle in belar!

ITT The 4th picture in your 4chan folder

Once on a dark and stormy night in dc you might get jumped by an azn man your mom would proly get scared and say your moving with your auntie and uncle in belar!

In Montana, out in a field, there's this old decrepit DMV building, and a tree lies in its center.
They call it the virgin-death tree, for if you and another virgin have relations under the tree, each of you will know how the other is fated to die.

They never speak, and they cannot meet your gaze. There are five hundred buildings in the United States whose elevators go deeper than the basement. When you have pressed the basement button and reached bottom, you must press the basement button twice more. The elevator doors will close and you will hear the sound of special relays being thrown, and the elevator will descend. Into the caverns. Chance has not looked favorably on occasional voyagers in these five hundred cages. They have pressed the wrong button, too many times. They have been seized by those who shuffle through the caverns, and they have been....treated. Now they ride the cages. They never speak, and they cannot meet your gaze. They stare up at the numbers as they light and then go off, riding up and down even after night has fallen. Their clothes are clean. There is a special dry cleaner who does the work. Once you saw one of them, and her eyes were filled with screams. London is a city filled with narrow, secure stairways.

For exactly six and three quarter seconds of each day, one of your dead relatives, or dead pets appears behind you, out of your field of vision, and watches what you are doing. If at this time you call their name, and tell them you know they are there, later that week, you will receive a telegram from either heaven or hell, (whichever the said relative or pet has departed to). In this telegram is a six-paragraph, hand-written dialogue between you, and the relative or pet: the last things you said to each other. If you save this letter, and have it on you when you die, you are guaranteed to be able to visit Earth after you die for six and three quarter seconds every day, but if you are seen by a human, you will cease to exist.

There is an abandoned mental hospital at the top of a hill in Worcester, Massachusetts. Once every 5 years an old rusty box spring appears within the courtyard of the hospital. If you can sneak inside and sleep through the night on the bed, in the morning a man with a shirt that reads "Observe and obsolve" will take out his wallet and give you a picture. This picture will show you how you will die. If the picture is of the man standing before you, running won't help.

There is an elementary school in Washington, that is the secret and most impaortant branch of American Government. Every principal that the Coburn Elementary School has ever had has gone on to become President of the United States.

Secret members of a Japanese political party have over 1 million members acting as "sleeper agents" here in America. Just before national elections occur, these agents move to critical states and vote, en masse, swinging the election to whatever their leaders in Japan wish.

>>32096083
This scared the shit out of me.

There is a fortune 500 company based in Texas that actually isn't a company. It just runs commercial, produces ads, and promotes itself. Supposedly, the owner of the company is an eccentric who has a cult of followers who live in a town named after him. He is viewed as a God because he is on a quest to inject himself with every disease known to man, and then overcome them. There is only one disease he wishes to never contract, for fear that it will drive him mad.

In a kingdom, there is a castle with a fountain out in back, that has an unreadable description, but some say that it might bring about someone forgotten from long ago. If you jump in the fountain after collecting all of the shining objects, legend has it your long-lost partner will jump out in green and go with you on your future adventures.

In a city outside of Philadelphia, there is a boy that wears pajamas with a laptop computer that wanders around the city. If you find him and ask to see what's on the laptop, he will show it to you. If you're a woman, he will show you the face of God and the most beautiful images of the universe while an angel song plays on the speakers. If you are a man, he will show you the darkest, most evil things there are while playing death metal. If you go through this without reacting, he will invite you to dinner at a fast food restaraunt where he will buy you a chicken meal, fries, and a root beer. Over dinner, he will discuss how the world will end and tell you how to escape it and live forever.

Your fortune: Godly Luck

There is an old car rotting in an abandoned yard in place near Detroit where trees are growing through destroyed houses.
It is said that this car was parked there by an old man in 1976 at the time it was a parking lot.
They say if you try to approach the car, a hobo will kill you with a rusty knife.

Theres a website that randomly pops up as the first link when you search google. Some people never get it, other people see it and pass it by thinking its a marketing site.

The page always has a diffrent web address, but its always selling the same thing: The Real Secret to Eternal Youth. The page seems to be a collection of most searched words, but if you begin with the third letter in the page, and read every third letter after that in succession, you can read the hidden message. About halfway through you start to fade in and out of conciousness, yet you cant stop reading.

Know one knows what happens for sure, but victims are always found face down on their keyboards, completely vegetized for life.

Its believed that the web page was created by an occulitist in the late 1990's. His whereabouts are unknown.

In Alabama, DEEP in Alabama, there is a county that never rejoined the union after the civil war. Slavery is technically legal there, but no one practices it as blacks stay FAR away from the place. Ask any black person in Alabama about this place and you are liable to be shot on sight. If you ever find yourself there, look for a graveyard on a hill. There are no graves, only mausoleums. Find the "G" row. There are only three mausoleums on this row. You are looking for one that has the name "Grant" on it. The entrance is blocked by a large, smooth stone. It is taller than most men and just as wide, but it is moved aside easily. Inside you will find an empty stone coffin with no lid. Upon further inspection you will see that It has a lid, but it is a glass one. Inside is a very old parchment. If you saw no one else in the graveyard on the way in, your are cool to open the case and look at it. BUT. If any of the residents saw you enter, then you should leave the county as fast as possible, if not the state. The parchment is a disturbing first draft of the declaration of independance, but it is filled with rituals is an unknown language and a bizarre "code" of sorts, hidden in the margins.

>>32097509
This scared the shit out of me.

Look behind you. What do you see. Invariably, there there will be a wall somewhere in your view. Now stare deeply into the space on the wall that lines up best with your eyes. Nothing will happen, but makes sure you are clear on where this particular spot is. That spot contains all the negativity in your mind. Whenever you are on your computer, reading scary stories or whatever you do, sometimes you will get spooked. what do you do when this happens. You check behind you, thats what you do. As you read this now, a feeling of dread will come over you. Check the spot. Nothing again, huh? Thats because right now, all the evil is locked safely in your mind. Some people, upon learning of this "negative spot" resolve to remove the spot in an attempt to remove the negative energy. This is a grave mistake. You must never let harm come to this spot. If you do, you will have released the energy. Now when you sit at your computer at night, you will feel chills even in the summer time. The feeling of dread that only presented itself when you were genuinely scared will now hang in the air constantly. Within a week you and your loved ones will have a string of bad luck. Within a month your computer will begin to act erratic and eventually break down. On the anniversiary of the spots destruction, you will dream of your most horrible fears. The dream will seem to go on forever, and when you wake up you will notice your vision has darkened. Every year on the same day, the dream will repeat itself, and your vision will grow darker and darker. After you go totally blind, dont ever turn your back on that spot again. That is if you can still tell where it is.

If you go to a certain place at a certain time and do a certain thing to a certain object, a certain someone will appear and tell you something uncertain.

somewhere in the state of new york, there is a warehouse. Every full moon this warehouses mailbox is opened with a small coin purse inside. Inside you will find one dollar, but leave it inside the purse, and drop a single penny inside. Make one wish from the bottom of your heart, it can be anything, love, life to be famous, anything. Open up the purse and you will find the amount of money you would have willingly given up to have that wish come true. There is a catch, The wish you made will never come true and you may never use the purse again, so you must leave it inside the mailbox and never return to it. If you do, Every cent the purse gave you will turn to ash.

>>32095386
the only one i actually believe so far

In 1938, over 6,000 patients were checked into mental hospitals all across America within one week of each other. Reports of similar instances supposedly came from Europe and Asia as well. The circumstances of each patient were, eerily, identical.

Every patient completely shut down, shivering in the corner until their family, unable to calm or care for the individuals, committed them.

The only thing the patients would say was: "There is not, and never has been, such a thing in this world as a meaningless coincidence."

Somewhere in the Dakotas, no one knows if it's North or South, there's a VONS that sells human meat everyday at 2:05 AM until 7:05 AM. The thing is, it looks just like beef and is labeled as beef. Local hospitals sell their dead bodies to the VONS for profit. Most of the meat are from lonely eldery people whose families live far away so no one knows that he/she has died.

Your fortune: Good Luck

>>32092981

Disney's brain currently resides in a Mi-go transport shell.
He dreams of empire and his alien masters make his dreams summer blockbusters.
Deep below the Magic Mountain lie the cells of larval Mi-go. The jelly on which they feed made of - well it's better not to say.

bump

Theres a tree on the banks of the yellow river in GA that bears a green skinned fruit. When you break it open, there are translucent pods inside, something like that of a pommegranate, that you can eat.

Even though they are green skinned and the same color of translucence, they come in five flavors. You wont know what flavor it is until you bite into it.

One flavor is sweet like icing. If you eat this one you will have luck and fortune for the rest of your days.

One flavor is salty. Eating this will give you a maganetic personality. people will befriend and follow you in mass.

One flavor is sharp and tangy. This will grant you a sharp tongue and the devils wit.

One flavor is eye opening. All who eat this flavor will be blessed with sight. Both into the future and into the past.

The last flavor is the one flavor people fear to get, and keep most people from trying it.

The last flavor is warm and alkaline. It tastes like human blood. If this is the flavor you get, then nothing but evil thoughts will fill your mind. You will want to murder, rape, and steal every waking second of the day. Your dreams will be haunted with horrific imagery, and your sanity will slip away from you day by day.

You can try to fight it, but most people wind up killing themselves to keep from harming other people. Others live out their lives in solitude, suffering horribly, while others act on the impulses to try and ease their pain.

Once youve eaten the fruit and gained one of the five powers, that is the flavor youll always taste when you eat of it. You can never gain more than 1 power.

Belief is a powerful thing. Well, not your belief: your opinions couldn't be less important. But there is someone, and there always has been someone, who can control the universe by his powers of belief. You see, at any given moment the universe is controlled by what one particular man believes. All things, right down to the laws of physics, are subject to instantaneous change as soon as one dies and another is chosen. Amelia Airheart? Disappeared when the new Believer couldn't fathom a female aviator. Ever wonder why Newton's seemingly obvious laws of motion took so long to come around? Well, for thousands of years all the Believer's put their stock in Aristotle's physics. Believers don't even know about their powers, and it is flat out impossible to tell who is one.

>>32096395
this freaks me out since for no reason, i've been freaked out as shit when looking in a mirror.

now i'm even more freaked out by mirrors. asshole.

There is a demon of great evil, that will be able to walk upon the Earth if someone is told of its existence and does not repeat the name to another. To the best of my ability, his name roughly approximates "Jkqxxllyuo".
This was told to me by a rather unkempt man on the street; if you have not noticed it already, I just told it to you.

Many classic horror icons, such as Geiger's Xenomorphs, Silent Hill's Pyramid Head, and other disturbing creatures, share common characteristics. Pale skin, dark, sunken eyes, elongated faces, sharp teeth, and the like.
These images inspire horror and revulsion in many, and with good reason. The characteristics shared by these faces are imprinted in the human mind.
Many things frighten humans instinctively. The fear is natural, and does not need to be reinforced in order to terrify. The fears are species-wide, stemming from dark times in the past when lightning could mean the burning of your tree home, thunder could be the approaching gallops of a stampede, predators could hide in darkness, and heights could make poor footing lethal.
The question you have to ask yourself is this:
What happened, deep in the hidden eras before history began, that could effect the entire human race so evenly as to give the entire species a deep, instinctual, and lasting fear of pale beings with dark, sunken eyes, razor sharp teeth, and elongated faces?

... Just be careful out there.

If you carve circles into your left cheek from the ear to the nose and from the eyelid to the chin, covering the surface in small circles, you will unlock all of your brain, including the parts that have never been used. Seven percent of people won't be able to handle this shock and will die with massive hemhorraging, but the rest will have their nervous system and by proxy their whole bodies turned into an unimaginably powerful machine. Careful, though, because this will kill your conscience and tap the unimaginable evil lurking in the parts of the brain we don't use. And stay away from the mirrors.

Your fortune: Good news will come to you by mail

>>32093300

I saw myself on the subway once.
I was sitting with my girlfriend and she saw me as well.
He/I got one at one stop.
sat across from us grinning like an idiot then got off at the next.
The meeting was disturbing.

I remember watching part of this video on TV, I don't know why it was on, but it was really weird. It played like a documentary talking about how Walt Disney's brain was attached to a machine or something, and made to make cartoons. Something about how it was the only way to ensure quality material kept comming and the company didn't go down under. Something went wrong with getting the 2 halves of the brain to work together properly, and the machine started spitting out a bunch of really disturbing incoherent cartoons (scenes would switch randomly, the left half of the screen would show a different scene than the right half, and the sounds were incoherently overlapped). As the scientists messed with the system it started to become more coherent, but more disturbing. That's when I changed the channel. I really want to see this movie the whole way through (I missed the beginning), it was crazy as hell. If someone knows anything about it please post.

>>32098776

Okay, this one is actually kind of cool. It would be a good premise for a novel or movie or something.

On the farthest point of Long Island, the last scrap of land that still counts as New York, there sits a tremendous, abandoned building. Protected by its own isolated location, there is also at any given time two to three Security Guards there. However, if one approaches the cast iron gates on the night of December 4th, even those few security guards refuse to work. The gates are left unlocked, and the wind will be utterly still, a nearly opaque fog filling the peninsula. Go directly to the main doors and step within, there will be a single long hallway , the end occluded by that fog. If you look to either side upon entering, you will see a modern operating room through a glass door. The farther you walk, the older the equipment will get, the more old fashioned the doctors will be dressed. As you can finally see the end of the hallway, the screams of the patients will be nearly deafening. Tthe hall will terminate in an open door leading to a single wooden table, a man in woolen medical clothing, stained brown from blood, will be bent over a corpse. The body's face will be covered, and the man will turn silently, screwing the top onto a cloudy jar of liquid, filled to the brim. He will hand this abnormally heavy object to you, before turning back to his work. Instantly, you will be outside of those cast iron gates. From that point on, disease and injury will never affect you, but if you ever open that cloudy jar and pull out the contents... you will find a heart, pulsing and beating loudly in your palm. A sudden feeling of horror and revulsion will pass through you as realization strikes, that you have just pulled your own living heart from your chest.

>>32098813

At 12:17 am, on any given night, arises the opportunity to awaken an alternate soul. The most common way of viewing them? Through a mirror.

It is through said medium that the process must take place. Begin at exactly midnight. By no light but that of a single candle, stand before the selected mirror. For ten minutes you must concentrate in silence, focused entirely on your reflection. Do not look away from the eyes; for it will be interpreted as weakness and you will be overcome.

After ten minutes have passed you must draw blood to smear in a line across the eyes of your reflection. Doing so will blind it, and you will watch as your own features begin to warp. Slowly, gradually, they will mutate into a frightening creature--one beyond the comprehension of those who have not experienced it. You must not look away through the entirety of the change.

Soon the writhing movements of the image will cease. By now an echoing, inhuman sound will resound all around you--the creature will begin to ease toward the mirror's glass. You must keep watching as it approaches.

If you do not extinguish the candle at exactly 12:17, the creature will escape.

Be warned, should you succeed; through any polished surface--be it mirror, wood, or window--your reflection will always be watching.

>>32096083
the word Thursday comes from the Norse Mythology

you know that guy Thor? yeah it's his day douche bag

>>32099388

Then we would call it "Thorsday", stfu noob

>>32099509
GTFO underage /b/AND

>>32099509
by chance have you met my friend here?

EFG MEET EFG

>>32099647

>>32099575

what the fuck are you even talking about? Oh, now you can magically tell someone's age over the internet? congratulations, fag, you have the world's most useless superpower. you might as well just kill yourself now and get it over with.

>>32098898
I liked this one.

If you travel to New Zealand, visit the Corromandel area in the North Island. From Thames, take the road north to a beach called Little Sandy bay. There's no electricity here but some houses. It is very mountainous and there is forest everywhere. From this bay, walk 50 paces up the beach northward around the large rocky point at low tide. There is a track up the hill. Go to the end of the track and you will see a radio tower at the top of the hill with no trees around. Turn left and cross over 3 farm fences. At the edge of the 3rd fence, there is a small box containing a large diamond, a switch, and a letter written in the 1800s by Jack, Captian Cook's First Mate. Take the diamond for yourself and flick the switch.

Now go back down towards Thames and about 2 hours in you will come to a rest stop at the edge of a steep road surrounded in forest overlooking the shoreline, with a large flat stone about 1m square used as a lunch table. Feel under the stone. There will be a very small turnable knob on the side of the stone facing the shore. Turn the knob 90 degrees counter-clockwise.

Now walk past the stone and down the slope a little. Brush away some of the bush and you will see a large stone gate open. Inside lies a large pot garden in the shape of "/b/".

There is a demon of great evil, that will be able to walk upon the Earth if someone is told of its existence and does not repeat the name to another. To the best of my ability, his name roughly approximates "Jkqxxllyuo".
This was told to me by a rather unkempt man on the street; if you have not noticed it already, I just told it to you.

>>32099772
GTFO GAIAFAG!!!

>>32098898
fear of the unknown and things that are different

welcome to the human race, enjoy being hated for one reason or another

http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/subliminal.php
Man, this is the best flash animation yet! It's really eye-opening.

>>32099999
shit sorry, meant to post in /f/.

guys i'm scared. my aim is: with pestilence

>>32099930

Gaiafag? HAHAHAHAHAHA, GOOD ONE FAGGOT, YOU REALLY GOT ME THERE

>>32099999
32099999
that was close

It is told, that if you arrive to the ruins of a exact city just at the right time, ghosts and spirits of the citizens will appear. You will be taken to the king. He will ask for your purpose there.
"Earth and water," you must answer. This will anger the king, and threat you with a sword. At this moment, you must, MUST, say
"This is blasphemy! This is madness!"
After that the king will show you an expression of denying what you just said, and state that it really is not madness, and then he tells you the name of his kingdom. He tries to kick you, but as a ghost he cannot. He still seems pleased, seathes his sword and walks away.

After a while, you can come and spectate this glorious city, but this time you cannot be seen, as you are dead to them. The king will leave with some bodyguards. Follow them if you want to. Not for the faint of heart, though. Or you can stay and see the queen get raped. Either way is fine.

>>32100214
yeah, but
>>32100000
was fail.

>>32100311
huge fail.

i hope that fag got bitched at.

>>32099814
this shakes me to the core

>>32099999
omfg this is AWESOME!

>>32098898
this one is especially eerie, because it has makes a lot of sense. now i'm wandering what the fuck it is...

>>32100722
Aye, me too... That is just freaky. Though it makes me wonder about other fears as well, like fear of number 13, and fear of hair.

>>32099999
holy shit fuck, i screamed like a bitch, and freaked the fuck out. now there is a fuck ton of adrenaline coursing through my system. i need to fight a nigger.

damn you anonymous

>>32101117
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA YES!! MUAHAHAAHAHAA!!

Lately...haven't been doing so good. Things moving in strange ways, shifting around and squirming about. On the drive to work, I've been staring at the same shitty scenery I've been staring for years at, yet its like one of them Magic Eye things, or like the time you notice that that turd in your toilet actually is shaped like Abraham fucking Lincoln, or that fucking tree that tree that I gotta stare at for 5 minutes cause I keep hitting the light next to it is actually shaped like...

God, if that was only the best part of my day. When I get to work, gotta listen to my boring coworkers talk about boring shit, cept it's the same here, they'll be babbling about "well I managed to get the deadline pushed back, but now the office coffee has changed brands so we still can't work that hard" and then slip in "and we need to hurry, or the shadows will become a crimson hue and grow maws that have a middle yet no edge" just as casually as they were talking about their fucking cat at home.

Yeah, I stared for 10 minutes at him after that happened. How come nobody fucking noticed?! I'm not subtle or shit, yet why does everyone ignore the fact I'm twitching like a crazy bag lady? They're not doing it to be nice, that's for fucking sure.

Fuck it, I'm going to a fucking therapist. Not like they'll be able to help make me sane again, since I'm starting to think this is the sanest I've ever been, but maybe I'll get enough drugs to stay so high that I don't care that the fucking walls a crying like a kid being raped.

>>32101216
Fuck Fuck Fuck fuck motherfuckingfuck. Go see doctor, get drugs, simple shit, mmkay? Morning, nothing weird going on, no corpses in my bed, no creeps coming out of the wall, hell, I even skipped that fucking light! Sure, anyone with two fucking neurons to rub together would have taking that as a sign to put off a doctors visit, but not me. I had to be thorough.

So I go to the office where I scheduled, sit my ass down, and leaf through a Variety. There, on the frickin inside cover, is an Old Spice ad, with a sailboat with enough mutilated limbs that it was probably Auschwitz's cruise liner, saying "Wanna see the real world up close and personal? Don’t worry, we guarantee this outlook for the rest of your life." The only reason I didn't jump out the fucking window was because the exit was closer.

Fun day, huh? It gets better. On my way back to the apartment where I had a busy afternoon of fetal position scheduled, I look to the left at the street with my favorite strip bar.

There, smack dab where the entire middle of the road should be, is a fucking bottemless pit. Oh, but its not just any pit, nope, this pit is glowing an inviting color of shock trauma red. I stuck around long enough to watch 13 cars, a bus, and some mom's baby carriage fall into it.

Didn't see them go splat. Just saw the wall of the pit eat them. How does a wall eat cars and babies? Well, this wall ate like an amoeba from high school biology. They just hung in the air while it extended and oozed over them.

That stupified me for a good 40 minutes. Woulda been longer, too, if the mom didn’t glare at me and bitch “What you looking at fuckface?”
“Ain’t you concerned bout your baby?”
“Fuck you talking bout, asshole? I ain’t got kids.”

>>32101037
i'm just going to lump all of that stuff under shit i don't want to know.

IT'S A WHOLE NEW WORLD WE LIVE IN
IT'S A WHOLE NEW WAY TO SEE
IT'S A WHOLE NEW PLACE, WITH A BRAND-NEW ATTITUDE
BUT YA STILL GOTTA CATCH 'EM ALL
AND BE THE BEST THAT YOU CAN BE

>>32101264
Eyes. Everyone. Everyone everyone EVERYEYE everyone eyeryone everyone everyone eyes eyeing one eyes everyone everYONE EYEingone eyes eyes eyes on the backs of their head. Everyone has eyeballs on the back of their head. I don’t want to look in a mirror, I don’t want to I don’t want to I don’t want want want want.


Oh my fucking godfuckwit. I’m fucked, I’m totally and utterly fucked.
Let me elaborate. Earlier today, just realized I hadn’t slept in 90 days and wasn’t even tired at fucking all, tried a nap, then, it happened. IT FUCKING HAPPENED GOD FUCKING DAMMIT TO HELL FUCK. I knew it, I knew all. The moment I laid down in my bed, I KNEW EVERYTHING THERE EVER WAS. God, I shot out of my bead so fast and vomited every single cell that wasn’t glued down. Then I forgot it all. Why am I fucked, then? Well, I remember knowing everything, and guess what I knew the most? That I was fucked.

That’s right, I was omniscient, and the thing that remained the most prominent was that I’m fucked.

Stvorablorandddru


Oh. I didn’t intend to write that. I think….
I think that word does it all. Maybe I saw it, somewhere. Maybe I didn’t. But yes…That word…it does it.
Can’t burn this paper, can’t cut it up. Can’t shoot it, can’t even get it wet.

It’s all done, I feel fine. I did what was to be done. I sent the contents of my journal in. The Arcadian Chronicle will print every word I wrote, yes, even that one.
Oh
What a pretty hole.

The first time I met it was six nights ago. I was browsing /B/ and happened upon a creepy thread, however when I clicked it my monitor flickered and computer shut off.

At first I was angry and thought that somehow someone had embedded a virus into a cookie or something, I wasn't quite sure how that was possible but nevertheless I clicked my computer back on.

As it turned back on my desktop began to load and again it flickered, however this time I could have sworn I saw an image of some sort of man but it flashed by too quick to notice. At this point I was completely sure that I had a virus. Sighing I held my power button in waiting for my computer to click off.

Now I'm not really a skeptic and I do believe in the paranormal and when I saw a darker spot in my closet I stared into it. Of course nothing happened but I nodded at it and motioned for it to come out. My heart jumped into my throat when a twin pair of yellow eyes appeared.

I can't quite describe what he/it looked like, my vision is a little hazy and he seemed to be melting and bleeding shadow. However he did have the distinct appearance of an older man with a wrinkled face.

>>32101159
that paticular shock flash is really good, because you don't see it coming. normally it's kind of obvious. at first, i expected a shock. but after the first two, i let my guard down. you clever bastard.

He talked to me in a voice that sounded like the sound of mine when I heard it off a video or recording, he talked to me about my impending death in 30 days.

He confessed that meeting me had ensured it but it had already been pretty much set in stone that my time was up. He wanted me to live my life to the fullest and close up any loose ends of my life. I nodded, too scared to speak to him and eventually he seemed to drift away without even moving.

Ever since that night I've seen horrors that any man shouldn't, even a /b/tard. First my dog vomited blood until it puked its intestines out then my roommate came into my room and shot himself in the face. Those were mild compared to what I've seen these past couple of days.

I've got one bullet and I'm going to end it, I sure hope that there is a god and that he has pity on one who has denied his existence. I need some sort of help and hes the only answer apparently, but I do pray he exists.

A warning to you though /b/, if you see a topic with the picture being completely black and there being no message where there should be, don't click it. Maybe this warning can prevent you from experiencing this same fate.

>>32101216
Omg win.

Oh God, what have I done

>>32101271
I'm not willing to do that. I _MUST_ know it. Shitfuck that creepypasta actually made me think. Damn you anonymous!

If you ever are in an area of absolute quiet, still your breathing and move not a muscle. After a few seconds, you will notice that the silence has a sort of "sound" of its own, a kind of empty ringing tone. This is nothing unique, everyone will hear this, given the proper setting. A person who imagines themselves informed will tell you that your brain is trying to interpret the lack of stimuli to your hearing and so creates a bit of a filler sound.

Actually, there is never, ever, total quiet anywhere on Earth.

This sound actually covers something very important. For a persistent individual, one can discern what is under this pitch. The next time you are in such a situation, shout at the top of your longs for about half a minute, then become completely silent all at once.

It will be different for everyone. Some will hear nothing after dozens of tries. Others may be “lucky” enough to catch a snatch of soft murmuring. A special few might clearly make out what they hear on the first attempt.

What you will hear is a voice that relays an account of events about to happen in the immediate future. It's like a sportscaster relaying the events that 10 seconds later.

Such an ability would doubtlessly be invaluable, no? You will be able react to any immediate danger, relate to people around you with greater ease. No one would ever surprise you. As time goes on, you will be able to make out this voice under increasingly noisy circumstances, to the point that it can be heard at any time by just concentrating.

>>32101681
Now, of course you are wondering what sort of horrible catch there is for this. Perhaps the tone of the voice is so horrible that it will drive you mad. Maybe the voice will only predict your death over and over again.

Of course this isn't the case, though, its a normal voice, your ears receive it no matter what, its simply a matter of noticing.

But there is a danger.

For you see, there's no such thing as a voice lacking a body.

And just like you will notice new sounds, so shall you notice new sights.

More importantly, you will be noticed.

>>32101216
Moar. There must be MOAR!

Now copypaste the text below and post it in the thread to get others to request this to be archived:
1. http://4chanarchive.org/
2. click "request interface"
3. type 32092981 into the box
5. once enough people do it, you might find it again on above mentioned website latest after 48 hours
6. ???
7. Profit!!

>>32101993

imma makin a rar out of it with op's pic. I'm just waiting until it's really dead.

>>32101990

See:
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>>32101290

There is a demon of great evil, that will be able to walk upon the Earth if someone is told of its existence and does not repeat the name to another. To the best of my ability, his name roughly approximates "Jkqxxllyuo".
This was told to me by a rather unkempt man on the street; if you have not noticed it already, I just told it to you.

Near a tree, by a river, there's a hole in the ground. An old man of Aran goes around and around. And his mind is a beacon in the dead of the night. For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right.

He'll never, never fight over you.

>>32101734
i got chills

Your fortune: Very Bad Luck

>>32102565

thanks Nik

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>>32102060

Hurry up and post it, I don't think much more is coming of this thread.

>>32103253
k

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bumping

>>32092981
Chris?

unrar

>>32104010

Anon delivers.