It was a night of December 1, 2016. Probably the winter is still there. I was driving home alone with my car at around 5pm from work and it got me pretty late. As I drove down to my house I felt a little chill so I stopped at a nearby cafe. I bought a hot drink and headed back home. After few hours of driving, I finally arrived at my house. Well I live alone so it would be pretty pathetic if I assume someone would greet me and there is. A stray black colored cat just wandered off my house. I dont know whose cat this is but I know he is definitely hungry. Well I lived in a pretty small town and I just moved in a month ago so I don’t really know much people here so I decided to keep the cat for few days until someone will step on my door and claim as its owner. Meanwhile, I’ll just feed it and well just live the life I used to have. I sat down on my couch and turned the TV on and watched the news then prepared dinner afterwards. After I finished cooking, the feline seems to be taking its rest from the cold night. After my dinner and cleaned the sink, I headed toward my bed to get some rest. I thought this night will be like the other normal night, but this night is the night something I cant believe just happened.
As I stepped on my room, I felt a sudden unease on my surrounding. I dont know why but I kinda feel that there’s something wrong with my room that crept the hell outta me. As I headed toward my bed, I felt like someone was staring at me, someone or something that is so creepy I cant describe what is it. I laid down my bed and wrapped myself with my blanket. Turned the lights off and tried to sleep. I fell asleep easily then I woke up with a loud thud. I looked at my phone on what time is it. It was still 2:57AM and I still kinda feel sleepy. I turned my lamp’s lights on and rubbed my eyes then looked downstairs. There was no one there. Even the cat wasn’t there. I looked down and scanned my living room. There wasn’t even anyone there. I head back upstairs and closed the lights when I heard a loud thud outside not far from my front yard. I quickly took a peek on my window without folding my curtains. There seems like a man walking around with a bloodstained machete on his hands and a cat on his side. It seems like this man is scouting the area, searching for something or someone. He was definitely scary with that stained machete and that bloodstained masked of his. But thinking this is only a prank, is it a little too late for some trick ot treat? As the man made his path through this snowy road towards the second street, he seems to stop at the middle of the road then he glanced at me a little. I couldn’t tell if he looked at me or something was on my window that caught his eyes but shit, I’m definitely terrified with this maniac. My heart beats rapidly as I stood frozen at my window. And that’s not all that made him creepy, after he darted a glance at me, a cat appeared on his shoulder. Probably the cat that I fed earlier. Anyways, he grabbed the cat’s neck and turned onto my window and slit its throat brutally. The cat’s blood dripped through his hands onto the road. I passed out because of what I saw that night.
As I woke up, the people seems to act normally except for an old woman just across the street. It seems like she wanna tell me something but I couldn’t stop by on her for I’m kinda pressed for time on my work. After work, I have decided to stop by to the old woman who’ve been staring creepily on me earlier. But after I head home, I couldn’t find her so I have decided to went through my house and take a good rest and that’s when everything goes bad to worst.
7PM on my living room:
I took my dinner, watched the news and it started to rain hardly and we got a blackout. So I headed to my room and sleep. I’m recording a video now incase that creepy guy comes in and fuck the hell outta me.
9PM on my room:
I can’t sleep. My head aches, i steadied my camera on the window, I can’t concentrate. I know what I saw last night was just an ordinary prank. Shit, I just can’t get hold onto myself.
3AM on my room:
I didn’t noticed that I fell asleep. I turned the camera off and the lights were still not back. I grabbed my cam and watched at the near-3AM-clip then shit. Im going to die and I know it. There’s this creepy dude from last night and it seems like he found out my camera. He just stood infront of my front yard at around 2:57AM. Then he pointed directly to the camera. Then I heard loud thuds from outside. I hid onto my closet with my camera. The footsteps were growing and getting louder and louder. Then it stopped and head down. It was 3:05AM now and im fucking scared that I peed on my pants. After that, I just waited for shit to settle down then I heard an old woman’s voice from downstairs. Probably at my living room. It was a loud moan of pain and scream then the footsteps continued to go back up then I saw this dude with the creepy mask and machete. He searched the whole room for me and finally got me. I passed out from fright and when I woke up, I was on my car and my things were on the backseat. I asked him who is he and what do he need from me and he said:
“You just almost got yourself toasted miss”
“What do you mean?” I asked frightenedly.
“That town never existed, and you’re the only living person in there. Probably they wanted to eat you for a whole month”.
I stared blankly at the possibilities that could happen on me. Luckily I was saved by a-
“Luckily, I got you first than them. You would be a perfect dinner for tonight, Ms. Walters”.
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