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The First Motion Picture In Manchester

The following story was recovered from a late 19th century journal. The author of this journal is unknown and historians have been searching for further evidence of this film or it's creator. 
==December 2nd, 1891==
I had a most frightful experience at the new motion picture theater in the Manchester town square last week. I was excited to see my fist film, but after todays experience, I never even want to think about moving pictures ever again. I entered the theatre expecting to see something involving the circus only to see a gorgeous woman standing completely still, simply starring at the screen. At first I thought that the moving picture machine was broken but then she suddenly moved. She slowly raised her dress to reveal her bare ankle! I was terrified and promptly fled the theater along with everyone else. I have been having dreadful nightmares all week involving women showing their ankles and a fever of poor moral hygiene sweeping all of the British Empire. I haven't written in my journal until now because I was so terrified. These new motion pictures are a most daemonic art form.
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The Fissure

The air blows across my face, leaving a fresh, cool, pure feeling around my body.
I stare perplexed in front of the vast crevice, wondering what looms inside its endless vacuum of darkness. My mind rages with thoughts and possibilities! It is like an abyss, and when I stare down into it, I see a bigger chamber full of water. Below that, a grand hall of minerals and unexplored tunnels sit unexplored. I get down on my stomach and rest my chin on the very edge of the landscape, and focus my eyes down to the the underground lake to see what lies beneath. And I certainly get to see something.
The creature sends a piercing glare at me, and my head and sinuses start to feel pain. I still cannot move. The eyes are so beautiful, so pure, so gorgeous, it is impossible to explain such a thing. The ground around me cracks as the behemoth rises. Seven tentacles reach out of the water, and begin to wave around with delight. My motionless corpse falls.
I fall, yet so slowly. I stare into its extravagant eyes. So many emotions are trapped within them. I hear a set of words flow into my ears as I plunge downwards.
"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn."
The monster boosts toward me at supersonic speed.
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The Flames, It Burns

I was enjoying my daily activities, waking up at 5 am, playing videogames, eventually going to the computer, and sitting so long it made my arse ache. I ate some food eventually, because really, who has time for food when you have the wonders of the internet at your fingers?
I baked my scrumptious chicken in the oven, and prepared the table, I even lit some candles so I could feast on this tasty meal and also see its tenderness. The plates where set, and I grabbed a knife and fork, the chicken had just finished baking. The chicken was genderly placed on a big platter, I threw some spices on it and a bit of butter and lemon. It was perfect.
I went into the living/dining room and placed the chicken and my own plate down, but I realised that I had forgotten my drink, a nice and fresh Coca Cola. I came back into the room, but what did I see?! I SAW THE CANDLES BURNING MY FUCKING CHICKEN!!! Not the entire candles themselves, but the flames! I was a bit frightened at first, but I rememberd, I was a hungry mother-fucker and I wanted to just eat my chicken... but these little fucks had ruined my perfect meal.
I did what any normal person would do....
I put my Coca Cola down on the table and I grabbed a random bucket of water out of nowhere and dwenched the paranormal flames. All that was left was my burned, wet chicken, my empty plate and utensils, the Coca Cola, and the burned out candles. The bucket also magically went away because it just does.
After that day, I never saw any weird flames again, and they better not come back, or I'll fuck them up.
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The Flare

The Crazies,The Forbidden,Zombies, Whatever you'd like to call them, there everywhere.It doesn't fucking matter anymore.I think I'm the last. I'm actually warming to the idea of suicide. This clusterfuck started back in May 7 2012. According to the news this "epidemic" occurred when a psycho in Anterdam Asylum started yelling about the "coming of days" and spouting some preaching shit. Anyway soon as this guy say's something about "Father's coming" this huge solar flare just flies out of the sun ( I don't know the exact term like those sciency types) and everyone just goes batshit crazy. The new's just barely got time to spread the news.(excuse the double news) and here I am in Miami,Florida surrounded by these...these things.I BARELY have any f-BANG-what the fuck was that?Maybe it was the -BANG-....Jesus Christ....well. Here it comes,My gun only has 2 clips left.SUNNY RICHARDSON, YOUR TIME HAS ARRIVED.LEAVE NOW AND BE SPARED HELL.JOIN US. I'LL NEVER JOIN YOU, YOU FUC**** PIECE OF SHIT!-BANG- YOU'RE PUNY FIREARMS WILL NOT PROTECT YOU FROM HELL, THAT BULLET HAS JUST CAUSED YOU'RE CONDEMNATION.GOD DAMMIT BACK OFF, LEAVE ME ALONE! 
HATUSKINDATLIGSHUKLETLIUEPESHFNISLETSATNUSAJKT.....SUNNY, YOU WILL PAY FOR YOU INCOLENCE!......Darkness.That's all there is, It is midnight. There is rain outside. The smell of must and hay fills my nostrils. I stand up from my resting place. This is some sort of barn.
How did I get here?......
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The Flare (Improved Version)

The Crazies, the Forbidden, Zombies--whatever you'd like to call them, they're everywhere.
It doesn't fucking matter anymore. I think I'm the last. I'm actually liking the idea of suicide. This clusterfuck started back in May 7, 2019. According to the news this "epidemic" occurred when a psycho in Anterdam Asylum started yelling about the "coming of days" and preaching some crazy shit.
Anyway, soon as this guy says something about this "Father" and how he is coming, this huge solar flare flies out of the sun and everyone just goes batshit crazy. The news just barely got time to spread the word and here I am in Miami, Florida surrounded by these...these things.
I barely have any f--what the fuck was that? There is banging at the door.
Jesus Christ, here they come...My gun only has 2 clips left.
Men are coming into the room and screaming, "Sunny Richardson, your time has come."
There are three men. They are all wearing black suits with white dress shirts and red ties. Man #2 says, "Leave now and you will be spared from Hell."
Man #3 says, "Join us."
I don't respond, I don't care. These pieces of shit will never make me follow them. I will never give myself up to the enemy. I stand up and pull out my gun and shoot at two of the men in the head. I hit them point blank. The men drop to the floor.
The last man laughs, looks at me, and says, "Your mortal weapons cannot protect your soul from Hell. The wrath displayed toward my associates has just caused your soul to be condemned."
The two men who I shot in the head get back up and wipe the blood off of their foreheads like it is sweat. All three men grin and I can see that their teeth are slightly pointed at the end. All three approach me with eerie synchronization. I try to run past them but they put their hands on my shoulders.
All three men say in identical tones, "Sunny Richardson, you shall pay for your sins!"
Then there is darkness. That's all there is.
Continued in Dark as Night...
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The Flesh Pint of Blare

I don't know how i am supposed to tell you this... the year was 1999. I was planning an amusement park visit with my friends, i packed plenty of sunscreen i didn't expect anything to transpire. until.... well... i saw the glorious lights of my favorite video store... blockbuster... so i said to myself. Forget it. i hate my friends anyway. i want into the store, expecting the world. and what i got, was even better, an entire room, filled with the fresh prince of bell air all over the place! i couldn't stop myself from buying everything. the guy at the counter, had a name tag that said "Hello! my name is: w.w.erik." hmm i said out loud.
anyway i went home in my ford 1978 ranger pickup and drove home. i looked though the stash that i brought home and i saw one title that stood out... "The Flesh Pint of Blare". "what?" i said out loud. maybe it was some kind of mess up in the writing. but the weird part, was that the guy on the cover, Jim carry had a frown on his face, and if you looked very closely you could kinda see tears on his face. but i shrugged it off because maybe he was like pepper sprayed or something. i popped the VHS into my computer and i watched it i was so exited, i could hear my phone ringing but it was my stupid friends, screw them.
it opened up with the normal opening. so this is a story all about how my life got flipped right upside down so i wanna tell you a story so sit right their about how i went to a house in blare... wait... blare? i was terrified! i tried taking the disc out of the hole but i couldn't. i tried to unplug the tv but i couldn't. oh well. i continued to watch. it opened up with pictures of human meat, arms legs and eyes... i almost puked. then it shows the prince with a shotgun "i need to go kill old Betsy" he said, then he went outside and killed the butler which was naked wearing a saddle
then it showed the prince drinking and then he took the shotgun and put it to his head. then he said "That was my last pint. my last flesh pint of blare, i am blare, signing off. then he blew his head off making brain and skull parts fly.
i have never been the same since
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The Flower Fan of Doom

Amy raced out of her bedroom, and turned on her laptop. She was ready to plug in her flower fan.
Now, in case you don't know, a flower fan is a special fan that can be plugged in to your computer.
Eager to try it out, Amy turned on the computer, and waited for the desktop to come up. When she did, she pressed the "ON" button on the fan.
"What the...?" Nothing happened.
"Oh, COME ON! I paid money for this thing! WORK!!!!!!"
As if it could hear her, the fan suddenly turned on. But, it didn't go at a normal speed. It went faster than it should. It was even making a wind all by itself! It sucked in Amy's charm bracelet, which was on the desk next to the fan.
"Oh, HELL NO!" screeched Amy. She reached in to get the bracelet, but realized it was sucking her in! It dragged her into its blades and blood splashed everywhere. Internal organs splattered against the walls of the living room, and Amy let out a distorted scream. From outside, her mother heard Amy's screams.
"Oh, it's so good Amy's being active for once. Just listen to those screams of joy! I hope the neighbors don't mind a little noise," she said as she sipped a cup of tea.
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The Forbidden Children

One Tuesday night, I was walking my dog around the block I live in, this Tuesday was mostly normal and quiet, until I took a wrong turn on my way back to my house.
This turn brought me into an abandoned street, without any street lights except for one street light at the end of this bizarre street.
I came closer to the lonely street light, and when I stood right near it, I discovered an old, iron gate, blocked with a rusty bike chain.
The building behind that locked gate seemed like a kindergarten, however it seemed very old, dusty and deserted.
To the right of the building was a sandbox, 2 slides and some swings, all were barely seen in the dark night.
"I'll be back in 5 minutes." I said to my dog as I sat him down and chained his collar to the street light. I saw the wall surrounding the kindergarten was too tall to climb, except for the western corner of it, not far from the iron gate.
As I began to climb the short wall in the corner of the kindergarten, a loud thunder was heard. I understood it would begin to rain soon so I decided to hurry and check the bizarre building to keep my dog and myself dry.
When I was standing by the building's door, I noticed it was locked, however sounds I thought to be kid's laughter came from inside.
I tried to see who was laughing and shuttered my eyes a little to see something, and all I could see was a group of kids sitting on the floor in the middle of the dark with their back to me.
"Hello?" I asked, but no answer was heard. "Can you hear me?" I tried again, but still no answer was heard.
When I began to think something was sinister about this place, the children stood up and turned around, but what I saw terrified me - pairs of black holes, exactly at the place were two eyes are suppose to be, were starring at me silently.
I screamed in fear and tried to turn around and run back to the iron gate, but I couldn't move. I felt the cold rain drops hitting my face, freezing me to the bone, and there was nothing I could do. I just stood there, frozen and wet.
The children began to come closer to me as I tried to escape this unexplainable freeze, and they all began to grin at me.
I could hear my dog's loud barks as the rain grew stronger and stronger, and I wanted to be out of this demonic place, but I understood this was probably my horrible destiny, dying cold and wet, surrounded by sinister grinning children.
The children moved closer and closer, and the closer they came the louder I screamed. My dog's barks were louder then I ever heard before. 
Why did I take this turn in the first place? Why did I enter this bizarre street and why did I feel the urge to explore this demonic place?
Final loud bark, and all went black.
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The Forbidden Fold

Jeremy dragger, a 17 year old was driving alone one night on August 8th 1984, he was driving by the abandoned Collet Family Farm while listening to the incident of Belle Skewer when he came across 3 sheep that looked into his soul, a giant hoof starts crushing the hood of his car and he is forced to exit the car he could feel his soul being slowly snuffed out he can feel his skin peeling off, as he turns around a sheep is pulling off his skin and they eat slowly at him, "HELP!!!!" "baaaah" "HELP!!!!" "baaahh" he falls as a sheep climbs on to him and gouges out his eyes and consumes them. two days later the police would find a skinless severed head with holes where eyes used to be, in the aftermath of the tragedy, his single mom was cooking for herself, still distraught over the death of her son, when she heard something outside, "baaah" she went to the window to let the sheep in and care for it, not knowing what has caused her son to die, it slowly crawled in and more flooded in "baaah" "well aren't you cute?" "baaah" "oh another one!" "baah" "baah" "AAAAAAA" the room went silent.
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The Forbidden Ritual

Last year I really got into Voodoo and rituals. I was looking online and found a ritual that is able summon crystals. I would soon learn that this ritual was forbidden. I went into my basement and prepared my cauldron. I first poured bottles of cough syrup as a base and mixed it with my broom with the special ingredients. There were some other steps that involved chemicals sold at Home Depot. I had a feeling the cashier at Home Depot was also into magic as he gave me a strange look when I bought the ingredients for the ritual. After 5 hours, the ritual was completed and the crystals had been summoned. I was a true wizard.
My mom however was upstairs and she was furious. "What the fuck is that smell! It smells like a septic tank on fire!" when she came down and saw the ritual, she started crying. Maybe this was a dark ritual, and she was upset that her son was performing dark magic. "Get out of my house! Get out now! NOW!" she screamed. I took my cauldron and left.
I didn't know what to do. I had lost my home, and all I had left was my cauldron that contained the dark ritual that broke my relationship with my mother. I went to my favorite restaurant and sat in the booth. Perhaps some fried chicken would help me out. The owner came down to see if everything was ok. "I've lost everything. All I have is this." I told the owner. The owner sat in front of me and said "3 million dollars. 3 months of your time."
After performing this ritual in the basement of a laundromat for 3 months, the police came to my home, which I bought with the money I made from the ritual. Apparently I was doing something called money laundering, which doesn't make sense to me because why would anybody want to work at a laundromat if making money there is illegal. They also said that the crystals I was making were illegal. I never should have done this ritual.
I'm in jail right now and my cellmate is a purple troll.
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The Forbidden Smash Character

So, one day I decided to open my shitty old Nintendo 64. I inserted the cartridge (I prefer disks, idiots at Nintendo!) of Super Smash Bros. and I wanted to give it a try after all those years. Basically, I started a classic game with Kirby (because he sucks everything) but something was different. Probably because my dog took a shit on the TV. It was bloody. I started playing with a character named Blood Falcon because he seemed most cleaned. Obviously, he wasn't covered in blood, duh. But when I started fighting Link, he became the fucking Ben, who drowned. I was shocked.
Yes, the console was old and stuff but getting that old... This was disgusting. When I won by beating his ass, I started fighting Team Yoshi. I won instantly, because all of them fuckin dead. Like, stop ruining the game with my trollpasta! When I got to the Master Hand boss, I saw Sakurai, the creator of this game. He said "I will never add Waluigi" and pointed a middle finger at me :( Then I saw "A new foe has appeared". I have all the characters.
When I got o the fight, I saw that it was fucking Winnie The Pooh! I lost because Blood Falcon sucks. Then I replayed the classic mode with Kirby but it was gone. I called Sakurai and asked him what was that. He said "I will never add Waluigi or Winnie The Pooh in smash but they are secret characters" and pointed a middle finger at me again :( Since my dog took a piss on my Nintendo 64 I had to do it in Brawl.
I opened up my Wii and I was excited because my home menu looked bloody. I completed classic with Marth and I saw "Five new foes had appeared". I fought fucking Walugi, Winnie The Pooh, Poo from Earthbound, Poo emoji, and a literal human shit! That was awesome. But sadly Sakurai invented middle finger bazooka and destroyed the crap out of me :(
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The Forest

Hello, my name is Jack don't ask me my last name or where I work, I can tell you I work in the USA where there is quite a bit of forests in my area. I do not want to bring anyone else into this it is too dangerous. This is not a cry for help this is a stay the fuck away from where I am, or you'll get killed by whatever is out there.
Anyways too much backstory let's get into it. It started when I was selected to pratol the no-camping areas in the forest where it is too dangerous or just too peaceful for people to sleep there. Often there are cliff faces or meadows that are just too high or the grass is too tall but one of the peaceful areas is a really nice picnic area about 12 miles out into the forest there is nothing wrong with it but it is just too cool to sleep in and it is pretty close to one of those areas that are filled with dead plants a deadfall is what they are called. If you rolled too much you would fall off the edge you would die either from falling from a height that high up. Or you can end up getting impaled by the trees at the bottom anyways, I was at the park and I sat down for a bit just to relax I must've nodded off because it was night when I woke up.
"Holly shit" I thought as I ran back making sure I did not see any people sleeping in the off-limits area.
That is when I got this terrible smell in my nose it smelled like rotting flesh an animal must have died, I thought so I checked it out. I could not be more wrong there was a body of a man about 27 years old torn to pieces and naked I flipped him over to check his pulse but I knew he was gone before I checked his whole stomach was torn off and all his internals were mussing, heart, lungs, even the fucking intestines were gone. I called it in, and the man was lifted back to the welcome center where he was shipped off to the coroner. It was later reported that he died of a bear attack. But I knew better
"What the hell kind of bear can take out organs without damaging the fucking bones?" I screamed out of fear and anger the coroner replied calmly almost as if he saw this kind of thing before.
"The organs must have fallen out or rotted away hell, a small animal could have eaten them." I was shocked before I could speak again, I heard screaming from the forest.
"WHAT THE HELL?! SAY AWAY OH MY GOD FUCK SOMEONE HELP ME PL-" the screaming was cut off I rushed into the forest toward the screaming now just loud gurgles and grunts when I got there I drew my side arm and shot at the beast it was NOT a bear it was about 13 feet tall on its 4 legs and a dark crimson red most likely from blood stains. The creature let out this terrible screech and I ran back. I need advice.
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