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“Dammit!” Scott heard his friend Will shout from the other room. “Not again!” Scott was lounging on the couch and reading a magazine when Will stormed into the room. “That thief has stolen some more things!” Scott set down the magazine.
“You sure it’s not just raccoons or something?” Scott asked. “Sure of it!” Will replied, “Raccoons would of taken food or something; this guy just took some bottles of alcohol and other things that I don’t think any raccoon would want!”
Scott and Will were on a hunting trip in the forest, they were staying in a log cabin up near some mountains. Recently items have gone missing; bottles of wine or beer, books, sometimes even the pelt of the animal that they had killed. Scott wondered where this thief had come from, there wasn’t another log cabin for miles around and they hadn’t found or heard of anyone else camping nearby. Will was determined to get revenge.
Kagekao Creepypasta Part 2Kagekao Creepypasta Part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Mark left the bar he was at. He had come to this bar to have a little bit to drink before he faced Beatrice but he didn’t feel like drinking at all and hardly touched what he had bought. Mark told himself that he would go and apologize like a man and set off towards her house.
Mark reached out his fist and knocked on the door loudly. He waited. No one answered. He pressed the doorbell several times, and could hear it ring through the house. Still no one answered. Getting worried, he knocked on the door and shouted her name, still no one answered. He tried the door knob, and it opened. That was odd; she usually kept the door locked.
The first thing he noticed when he entered was the open window, the wood bordering the sides of it seemed to have a lot of claw marks on it, like a cat had been there. He walked into the dining room, calling out her name. He paused when he saw the bottle of champagne on the table. It was
KageKao Creepypasta Part 1KageKao Creepypasta Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mark sighed and looked out at the night sky. He was standing on the roof on his apartment building, four stories up. Sometimes Mark just liked to stay up here and reflect, it was quiet and peaceful. Looking down you could see the normal hustle and bustle of city life but if you looked up you could see the beautiful sky, and sometimes even a full moon or some stars.
Mark walked along the border of the roof that helped keep him from falling to his death. It was pretty late; he should be going back down to his apartment soon. Then he saw something waving in the wind a few meters away. Mark walked over to it and picked it up, seeing that it was today’s newspaper, he began to read the front page:
YOUNG MAN FOUND DEAD NEAR WOODS
Earlier today John Parker, age 20, was found dead near the northern woods. His family stated that he never had any real enemies, but he was a bit of a trouble maker. Still they di
First Real Friend - Part 1First Real Friend - Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ryan was walking home from school. He took the route he usually took back to his house; a small sidewalk path near the woods that was away from where most kids walked. Life was tough for him. He was seventeen years old in high school; and he had no friends in school. Ever since he was a little preschooler, the other kids made fun of him. He never had a friend there; he often wondered what it was like to chat with a buddy or go hang out. Although he never really understood why the others made fun of him, he now had given up on making friends and just avoided the other teens all together.
Ryan walked slowly; he enjoyed being out here, alone; no one calling him names or asking why he was hitting himself. He looked out and watched as a robin flew happily by, singing its happy song and flapping its proud wings. He saw a squirrel climbing and jumping briskly among the tree branches. Ryan soon reached his neighborhood, luckily for him this neighborhood only had a few residents; it was also n
DoorsDoors2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There had been many strange deaths recently, and there were only a few survivors who were willing to talk about it. Most of them spoke of an odd demon who wanted to play ‘games’ with them. Others could only remember a large monster, but the fear from the situation had caused them to block out the memory of what it looked like. The police were determined to catch these dangerous killers, but so far they only had one lead to their whereabouts. Someone had called in to tell them that a creature with an odd mask had been spotted going into a building. The person did not say who they were, but simply told them this fact and hung up.
This building mentioned was under construction, but was nearly finished so it looked like a normal building. A team of four cops had been sent to investigate, as there was no real evidence that the person seen entering the building was the killer.
It was late, and only a few cops had stayed behind at the station. There were three of them. Tom Anderso
First Real Friend - Part 2First Real Friend - Part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was an article in the newspaper titled “Boy declared insane; kills himself in cell.” This was part of the story released to the public:
“(. . .) After apparently going insane due to increased bullying at his school; the boy assaulted three other students, severely wounding two of them. The boy resisted arrest, but eventually police managed to capture him; after about a day in an insane asylum, one of the security guards was found murdered. Later that same day large amounts of blood were found on the floor of the boy’s cell. The boy’s body had mysteriously disappeared, and the only object other than the blood in the cell was a fractured wine glass. The body however, way never found. He is assumed dead, as there was much more blood on the floor than he could survive losing. A few days prior to his death, the boy’s family (. . .)”
The article was also accompanied by a photo of the boy.
“But . . . but that’s me . . !” Ryan p
What The Hell Are You Doing Here?What The Hell Are You Doing Here?2 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was nearing midnight. Jeff looked at the bright full moon surrounded by dark clouds. He smirked, time for another one. He approached the house that he had been watching for a while, he had been waiting nearly all day till the time that he felt safe to go inside when the resident was fast asleep. From the information he gathered by watching the house for a while, he knew that one man lived in the small house, but he didn’t know if anyone else lived with him.
Jeff looked around the outside of the house, looking for an entry point. He noticed that a window on the second floor was open, but he didn’t feel like climbing up. Jeff walked around the walls of the house, inspecting the windows to see if any of them were open. Finally getting sick of just observation, he tried to open one of the windows, it didn’t budge. He tried another, and another, all the same result.
Jeff glared at the house in frustration; he really didn’t want to have to climb up the side of the
Worthy Adversary - Part 1Worthy Adversary - Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“That unfinished building; is that were I’m supposed to look for him?” Glen Remus was on the phone with his partner, Adam. He hunted down dangerous criminals that the police needed help with. Glen had been hired to track someone down, and he was currently driving to the last place that someone had seen this person. He drove up to a multi storied building that looked like it was close to being finished; but the only machinery around it was a few old trucks.
“Yeah that’s the place.” Adam replied, “They stopped working on it when many of the workers reported seeing a monster or something. Probably the guy we’re looking for.” Glen got out of the car and looked up at the building; it was maybe four or five stories high. He had remembered reading something about this building, that several cops had been brutally killed. One was been shot, another died of blood loss, and another seemed to have been thrown around so much that many of his bo
Worthy Adversary - Part 2Worthy Adversary - Part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Glen looked down in the direction where Kagekao had fallen. He didn’t see him; all he saw were the thick bushes that were growing down there. He put his gun away, and then retrieved the other two. Glen was a bit surprised that he had actually won, and he was proud of himself.
“Big mistake giving me a second chance.” He said mockingly. “And now you’re dead.”
Glen walked calmly towards the door leading to inside the building. As he walked down the stairs he took out his phone to call Adam. Before he called, he just admired the scenery of the events that had taken place a little while ago; the broken mirror, the room with the blood, the small trail of blood that had fallen from Kage’s arm, things like that.
Reaching the first floor and entering the lobby, Glen called Adam to tell him the news. While he waited for Adam to pick up, Glen walked outside and towards the area where he assumed Kagekao had landed. Then Adam picked up, and he began talking
Escape the AsylumEscape the Asylum2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jeff sighed angrily. He was disappointed with himself. A few days prior he had been captured when attempting to murder someone; he now sat in a padded cell bound with a strait jacket. He didn’t like having to sit still, he wanted to go out and see others bleed. They would pay. They would all pay.
Jeff didn’t know where he was, but he knew that he was not in the same town that he had been captured in. He hoped the others knew where he was, he was sick of this place. Jeff kicked the wall angrily.
An alarm went off outside of his cell. Jeff turned his head to look at the door. Maybe someone tried to escape and idiotically set off the alarm.
“Idiot.” He scoffed under his breath, even though he himself couldn’t figure out how to escape.
* * *
“Hey what happened!? Where’s the security breach!?” A guard ran into the security room. He glared at the one sitting on the chair watching the monitors. He had heard that there was someone new working
Meet Me At The ParkMeet Me At The Park2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bradley was waiting in the elevator going to the third floor. He was making a visit to his girlfriend Cindy at her apartment. When the elevator reached the floor the doors opened and he stepped out into the hall. On his way to the door Bradley passed by several unfamiliar people but didn’t stop to greet them, he just kept walking. When he arrived at her door he reached out to knock but stopped. There was a note on her door addressed to him:
Bradley, Meet me at the park. ~Cindy
It was a little odd, but Bradley shrugged it off and turned to leave. He paused for a moment, he thought he smelled something. It was a faint sinister smell, like smoke. One of the residents of the apartment building must be a smoker, he thought to himself. He disregarded it and walked back to the elevator.
* * *
Bradley arrived at the park. He got
Room 42Room 422 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The taxi pulled up to the hotel. The one inside stepped out, carrying his suitcase. He looked up at the hotel. ‘Hotel Noir’ was its name. He paid the taxi driver, and then proceeded towards the hotel’s doors. His name was Gary Malcon, and he was in this city on business.
Entering the lobby, Gary looked around at the paintings on the walls and the furniture. Even though his job took him many places, this was his first time at this hotel. He checked in at the front desk to get a room. His room was room 529. Gary thanked the employee working at the front desk and then started towards the elevator. In the elevator, Gary was enjoying the monotonous elevator music. He didn’t know why but he was feeling oddly optimistic today. Finally the elevator reached the fifth floor.
Gary stepped out of the elevator and looked around, after determining which way his room was, he began walking in the direction. When he reached his room, he took out the key card he got from the fron
Important LessonImportant Lesson2 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was dark; one lonely man stood in a nearly empty parking lot. He had stepped out of his car to go use an ATM machine nearby, as he walked towards the machine a barely audible sound could be heard nearby; the sound of someone cracking their knuckles. The man approached the machine and prepared to use it, when something in the shadows of the night lurked closer. It was very tall; clad in black and odd barbwire-like tendrils protruding from its back. It reached out one of its hands slowly, the man didn’t realize that he was about to be grabbed and crushed by this odd monster.
Suddenly; a cackle was heard. The frightened man turned around quickly, and the hand that was about to grab him drew back. Someone ran across the parking lot, they were dressed in a white hoodie and armed with a single large knife.
“Such a late hour, shouldn’t you be sleeping!?” Jeff the killer rasped maniacally. He reached the horrified and confused man, and then plunged the knife into his
Watching You From AfarWatching You From Afar2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“おまえどこにいくよ？” (Where are you going?) A voice called out to a man who was frantically running up the stairs.
“Are you quitting the game so soon?” The voice called out playfully, getting closer. The man reached the end of the stairs at a doorway. He fumbled for the handle and eventually got a grip on it. Shoving it open he ran out onto the roof of the building. He slammed the door and held it shut, gasping for breath. The demon following him reached the door, instead of trying to bust it open it merely knocked on the door.
“オイ～！あけて！”(Hey~! Open!) The man pushed against the door harder, the demon knocked once more.
“あけて! おまえは恐れているこの大きひどいおおかみ? ケ
KaibutsuKaibutsu2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The full moon was up in the sky, shinning down on the city. It was a typical spring night in Japan. Kagekao sat atop a building. At fifteen years of age, he was restless to go out and do something; yet he couldn’t seem to find anything to do. Overlooking the city, he could see all around at the roads and assorted buildings. He wanted to go and play another one of his games with someone, but he couldn’t seem to get in the mood.
Although Kage had lots of fun playing his deranged games with random people, something felt missing. He didn’t really have any other person to truly call his friend. The only other demonic creature he knew of was a shinigami* named Scollex (*shinigami – Death God). Even though when first meeting Scollex Kage had wanted to become friends, it hadn’t worked out and now they resented each other. He couldn’t remember much from his childhood, he didn’t know where is parents were; or if he even had parents, or if they were even
Sadist - Chapter 1It started a normal day, like any other day. Esther was walking home from preschool with her loving father. At the innocent age of six, she was carefree and joyful; humming a happy tune as she walked alongside her parent.Sadist - Chapter 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In her hands Esther held a plush toy of a horse; its deep blue color of its soft material matched her beautiful eyes. Her hair was a silky black color and flowed down her back. She got her hair from her mother, and her eyes were from her father.
Esther’s mother died when she was only three years old. She couldn’t remember how she had died, but she could still remember her loving face and lovely voice singing a lullaby to her. Her mother and father used to sing her to sleep, but ever since her mother had died, her father never sang that song again. There were too many memories in those sweet verses.
Father was the only one she had in this world, and she was perfectly fine with that. They walked to the preschool together and back every day, sometimes he woul
Sadist - Chapter 14 (Final)Sadist - Chapter 14 (Final)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Zehnder . . ?”
Esther blinked her eye open slowly. She gazed around her surroundings, feeling light headed and numb.
For a moment she thought she saw Zehnder again; killing those cops, ripping them apart one by one. And all the bullets flying towards her, and all the blood, and finally the wail of the ambulance as it sped towards them; then a blinding white light, and then nothing.
Esther looked around more, trying to clear her head. She saw white walls and odd machines. It was all just a memory; she was no longer in the alley, no longer covered in blood, and no longer with Zehnder.
She tried to sit up, to get a better look around her, but a sharp pain in her side made her fall back down again. She felt confused, tired, and disoriented, so she lied back down and went to sleep.
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Esther was woken up buy the sound of someone entering the room.
She called out quietly, wanting to see her friend again. She was disappointed when she saw that the one wh
Sadist - Chapter 9Sadist - Chapter 92 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Evening of the next day; Esther had just finished work. She walks outside to see Zehnder waiting for her, as he usually does. She smiles and walks towards him as he begins to walk down the sidewalk.
“Anything special today? Or just the usual walking around?” Esther asks, as she catches up to him.
“Yes, actually. Something more exciting, it should be fun.”
“Where are we going?”
“Again?” Esther sighed, a little disappointed.
“Don’t worry; it’s more exciting than those sorry asses that we dealt with yesterday. I think you’ll enjoy it. You got your hammer?”
“Yep! Right here!” Esther opened up her bag wide enough to see the top of the hammer in it, although she didn’t take it out; someone might see.
They walked along; Esther was excited for this special event. She felt that is was going to be a happy day for the two of them.
They arrived at the park as the sun was almost f
Sadist - Chapter 5Sadist - Chapter 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day, Esther is wondering about the tall man again. She thinks she may have approached too strongly, but she was determined to talk with him again. She had the day off today, so she planned on looking for him again.
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Esther walked around the park that she had seen the tall man in. It was still early in the day, but she wanted to see if she could find him. She passed by several people, but not the tall man. She thought she saw him once, but it turned out she was wrong. Plenty of times she smelled smoke, but they were just regular people smoking.
Then she decided to go deeper, Esther found the little dirt path that he was walking the other night. She followed it into the woods to look around. She didn’t want to get lost, so she stayed on the trail. Esther searched the trees and looked for a sign of him, but she found none.
She saw several animals, which was nice; a large stag, a frisky squirrel or two. Esther decided to try the more urban areas. She walked out of the f
Sadist - Chapter 8Sadist - Chapter 82 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a normal night. Zehnder was walking around, Esther was following. So far nothing too exciting had happened. They were walking in silence, and there weren’t many people out either; it was only about eight o’clock.
They were passing by the park, and Zehnder stopped. He motioned for her to stay quiet, and then entered the park. Staying out of the light, Zehnder looked around. Esther followed, trying to not make any noises; such as stepping on a dead leaf.
Zehnder looked over towards a park bench; someone was over there. He pointed at the young woman sitting on the bench, signaling that she was his next target. Esther expected him to simply go up behind her and smash her head in, but instead he walked away. Esther followed, confused, but interested.
Zehnder walked a little ways into the woods; far enough that a scream would be hard to hear, but still close enough to the park that it was easy to get to.
“I’ve seen that girl at the park before with her boyfrien
Sadist - Chapter 7Sadist - Chapter 72 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It’s late, and dark. There are hardly any people around, but still Zehnder walked around like he normally does. Esther is following him, joyful that she can finally be with him. Zehnder walked silently, and when he passes by anyone he only turns his head slightly to look at them; they never notice. He seemed to be looking for a worthy candidate.
After walking around for about an hour and a half, Zehnder finally sees someone that he feels like killing. The person seems to be young, maybe still or just out of college. They were walking a large dog, a German Shepard.
Zehnder muttered under his breath “What the hell kind of idiot walks a dog at this hour?” He began to walk across the street; they were still a little ways away from the dog walker. Esther began to follow him, but he turned around “No; you wait here.” Esther stopped obediently and waited.
Zehnder reached the other side of the street and began to approach the man with the dog. The man didn’t
Sadist - Chapter 6Sadist - Chapter 62 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The tall man stood there, the yellow glaring eyes on his bandanna staring at her. He didn’t say anything, just looked. Esther saw him turn his head slightly, looking at the dead body of Ron, and then back to her. Finally her took the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked it to the ground.
“H-how long have you been standing there?” Esther asked. The tall man stared at her; she was beginning to have a small doubt that he even could talk at all. But then he uttered a short laugh and responded.
“About the time you started shattering the bones in his left hand.” He laughed again, and then was silent. He stared at her, as if waiting for something.
“Well?” He said impatiently.
“Huh?” Esther looked up at the tall, intimidating man.
“You got my attention. What do you want? One does not simply follow around a sadistic being without wanting something.” The amusement had gone out of his voice.
“Well, do you remember me?
Sadist - Chapter 11Sadist - Chapter 112 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the darkness of the early day, Esther walked quickly. It was almost twilight, the sun seemed like it would emerge from the horizon in a little bit. She sped up, that memory playing in her mind. That regained memory, and the memory of Zehnder the last time she saw him.
Esther looked around; but found no one. No cars, no people, not even a stray cat.
She looked around for anything; any clue or sign at all. Still, nothing. But then, finally, she found something. She saw a small spatter of blood, and then another, and another. She followed this trail of blood to a small parking lot next to a convenience store, only to be greeted by a gruesome mess.
Blood was all over the place. Esther couldn’t even tell how many people there were, they were all broken up. Blood, flesh, and gore covered the ground, in many places you couldn’t even see the asphalt underneath. Faces had been smashed against the wall, arms had been torn off and tossed away, and bones had been crushed and crushed
Sadist - Chapter 10Sadist - Chapter 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Esther lied face down on her bed. Her face was red from crying, and she was still sobbing a little. What Zehnder had said kept playing in her mind. She tried to block it out; but it wouldn’t go away. She tried to tell herself that he was wrong. But that was the worst part. She knew he was right.
She could have had a normal happy life; playing with the other little children, growing up with friends, being in a home with happy parents. Parents who were alive. She thought about all of the things she had missed. Learning how to ride a bike with her father, learning how to sew with her mother, special moments like family vacations. But no. Zehnder killed her mother. There were to be no more happy family times. Only loneliness.
Esther rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. What would she do now? What could she do now? All she had to go on was the work at the bar, but even with that, it was hardly anything. She couldn’t go to college either.
Esther sighed. Now all there w
Sadist - Chapter 2Sadist - Chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
With no relatives living nearby, Esther was taken to an orphanage. It was a nice little place; there was nothing really wrong about it. Although many of the others noticed that Esther always seemed to be preoccupied. She was always either drawing pictures with crayons, or playing with that blue horse plush.
Several couples that had wanted to adopt a child selected Esther to be a part of their family. Esther was a cute and well behaved little girl, a good kid. However, they changed their minds when they saw her artwork. The subject of nearly all of her pictures was that tall man. Strange barbed tendrils branching out of his back and a frightening grin on his face.
These images scared many of the other children, and the caretakers often asked Esther to stop drawing him. To this, Esther humored them a bit by drawing normal pictures; a brown dog in a field of grass, an orange striped cat in a tree, a gray mouse sitting on a chunk of yellow cheese. But she always resorted back to her normal