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CreepyPasta: Ben Slayer Vol. 3I seemed to have picked up a new hobby as I no longer have an interest in videogames or browsing the depressing depths of the internet.
For days I was staring at the wall, focusing on nothing in particular. Through the windows of this barrier you could see the outside shrouded in total darkness, with unusual silence to match.
It was 2:30 in the morning when the telephone rang, breaking the mindless trance.
I answered with a basic greeting,
"What the fuck do you want?"
"Meet me at the store as soon as possible.", the caller replied in a cold voice.
"Why should I?"
His response and without specifics, yet it seemed to be backed with great meaning. "Because you face great regret if you don't."
There was a pause before I heard the signal that the line was dead.
I attempted to start my car, but it was unresponsive like the lifeless wilderness around. I left the key in the ignition again, the battery was drained.
There was a feeling of confusion in my hazy mind. I felt there was no reason to
CreepyPasta: Ben Slayer Vol. 2
Keep a lookout for Volume Three. I'm constantly updating this.
I stayed in a hotel room for the past few nights to wind down. I didn't sleep well, not just because I'd be facing justice for slaughtering those pricks, or the noisy chump who was at it with the hookers every minute, but because I had that "gut feeling" indicating that I've overlooked something. It proved true, as always, when I returned home. First thing I noticed when I set foot into my dusty old home was the sunlight shining through the old cracked window as it caressed the forgotten N64 game I left on the table a few days back.
I figured the late elderly hacker swapped the pcb module with one that had rewritten ROM before I ended his life, and that it might contain vital clues for what they might have been planning next. If I knew what they were planning next, I might know who slung Old Ben's guts into the kiddie pool, as this was the unsolved mystery.
Absent of fear, I inserted the cartridge and turned
CreepyPasta: Ben Slayer Vol. 1
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Uh, I was playing the DAD N' ME flash game on Newgrounds and everything seemed normal and fine at first, but when I got to the character named "BEN", that's when things went wrong! I grabbed Ben to blissfully maul him as usual ,but instead, the joyful music ceased playing and I was warped to a location seemingly similar to the Almond Hands park that starts off the game.
This place was different though, the sky was red and evil, there was a little kiddie pool and everything was fenced off with a privacy fence. Similar to a modern suburban backyard.
This was creepy enough, but that was the least creepy thing to happen! I was about to drop Ben and explore this oddity, when suddenly, my character turned into "HIM"... THE ELEGY STATUE FROM MAJORA'S MASK! As this happened, the elegy statue gained ful
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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