The service I offered was simple. You wanted a guy beaten up, I was your guy. I caught the guy at just the right time, picked a fight with him, and won. Always won.
A prophet wrote down the phrase, “Santa was coming.”
As the skies were becoming red and cracks in the earth widened, I realized he was dyslexic.
Some of these might have some explanation. Others absolutely do not.
These aren’t your run-of-the-mill stories. These are shit-your-pants true scary stories.
When the video went viral, a spokesperson for CERN assured the public that the event was merely an elaborate prank, a “work of fiction.” This would seem to put the controversy quickly to rest, if it weren’t for the fact that the man who recorded the act was soon after found dead.
It’s always the true stories that are the scariest.
These are nightmare fuel.
“He said the neck is very rubbery when you try to cut it…”
I’d shake them out of my shoes in the morning and find them on the clothes I took out my closet. They’d drop down from the ceiling when I was in the shower and I could never sit still for more than a few minutes without feeling one somewhere on my body.
Apparently evil can exist on the internet.