In retrospect, it may seem quite obvious that whatever was out there had been doing something to keep my grandparents asleep that night. And if it could do that, who knows what else it was capable of.
It took me a full three seconds of looking at that window before I spotted the thing now staring back at me.
Though, the Pawleys Island Gray Man is considered to be a generally benevolent being, my theory is that there are actually many Gray Men out there…
PASS ME ON OR IT WILL GET WORSE!
Here are three terrifying first-hand accounts from people with mundane jobs that I CAN legally tell you about.
This figure is something between man and predatory fish. There is a note scribbled in the margin here that reads: Imagine a merman with no arms and a mouth like a garfish and a big, weird-looking dick. This is the Pelagic Man.
For someone who has spent over a decade honing their lucid dreaming skills, suddenly not being able to remember a nightmare can be even more disturbing than the nightmare itself.
The lawyer they gave me asked if there was anyone I wanted to call and handed me his smartphone. I figured you were my best bet. They’re clever bastards but not clever enough to know that I record all of my streams onto a redundant server. I’ve attached a link to download a video from my Dropbox. The folder is labeled “Insurance.” Watch it. Tell me if you still think I’m crazy.
“See, to displace one evil act, you have to help facilitate another. Which is where I come in. I am your facilitator. For the next thirty-four minutes that you would’ve spent here, you’re instead going to do everything I tell you. Deal?”
I need you to call the cops and see if they can like trace the IP on my email or something and obviously please don’t post this…