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It Comes
Published 3 years, 4 months ago
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Good evening, it's Spooky Boo Rhodes in Sandcastle, California with another scary tale from the Creepypasta Library. Tonight I have a story for you about ghosts and monsters. It's a really weird one so get your favorite blanket and a nice glass of wine and listen.
You can get a copy of my tales of Sandcastle that I've written in paperback or Kindle format. Sandcastle Horror, Volume I is available on Amazon and select bookstores. Find out more at www.sandcastlehorror.com.
Now let's begin...
It Comes
by StephanieAndRegularShowFTW LilyAndersonFTL
Please forgive the length of this message, this is possibly the last ever time I have access to a computer,
so I thought I’d better write this all down while I can
and get it to those who should know. I’m leaving town; I don’t know where I’m going, I’m just getting as far away as I can.
So as some of you may know, I opened up a shop a little over a year ago, it was doing decent but not the way I wanted, but I’m not going to be ungrateful about it, and I’ve always been grateful to all of my customers who would come to me exclusively when God knows there are so many already established places in town. I’ve been doing well enough that I was able to hire on my buddy Lewis a few months ago, and he’s been working hard and helping out really well, as I always knew he would.
One night. I decided to have my buddy Lewis over at my house since my wife was out of town for the weekend,
That’s the day I think everything actually started, because when I got back from my shopping, Something seemed strange with Lewis, he had oil all over himself, even some of it was smeared across his face, as if he tried to drink it or something
I told him to go home and clean himself up because we had no towels or anything to clean himself up with,
He came back 45 minutes later but he was still much quieter than usual. He worked as well as he ever did, but something just seemed off about him. I asked him if anything happened while I was out and he just shook his head. I asked if something happened, he nodded his head,
and he just muttered something unintelligible. I asked him to repeat himself and he turned and glared at me and for the briefest moment I could’ve swore his eyes appeared to be completely black, no iris, no sclera, just utter all consuming blackness. I stumbled back and bumped a shelf, knocking things down. When I looked back at him, he was still looking at me, but he didn’t seem to be glaring hatefully the way he had before, he just seemed kind of…out of it.
I assumed his car needed to be oiled and he just accidentally spilled it, so I asked if he had any trouble and he simply shrugged. I had looked around the garage while he was gone and I saw no traces of an oil spill, so whatever had happened he must’ve gotten it all on himself and none of it anywhere else, miraculously. But he seemed reluctant to talk about it, so I didn’t press the issue, and we worked on throughout the day. That day and the next were relatively normal other than him still being awkward and quiet. I asked him if he’d like to go out and get us lunch while I tended the shop and he said “sure.”
When he came back, I was busy doing paperwork, so he he put the food on the counter in the office to wait for me and he went ahead and ate. I finished up with that customer, we’d have to keep her car over night to figure out just why it kept dying on her, so I asked Neil to give her a ride home and then I went to grab my food. He’d brought me some Chinese food and an iced tea, so I opened the soy sauce packets to pour some over my food when I noticed the strangest thing…
It was as if the soy sauce was a living thing somehow…spreading out like dozens of squirming inky black maggots when it fell into the fried rice and burying itself inside.
I took the fork and started to scoop out the rice to look deeper inside and small smoky tendrils would rise from the rice oc
You can get a copy of my tales of Sandcastle that I've written in paperback or Kindle format. Sandcastle Horror, Volume I is available on Amazon and select bookstores. Find out more at www.sandcastlehorror.com.
Now let's begin...
It Comes
by StephanieAndRegularShowFTW LilyAndersonFTL
Please forgive the length of this message, this is possibly the last ever time I have access to a computer,
so I thought I’d better write this all down while I can
and get it to those who should know. I’m leaving town; I don’t know where I’m going, I’m just getting as far away as I can.
So as some of you may know, I opened up a shop a little over a year ago, it was doing decent but not the way I wanted, but I’m not going to be ungrateful about it, and I’ve always been grateful to all of my customers who would come to me exclusively when God knows there are so many already established places in town. I’ve been doing well enough that I was able to hire on my buddy Lewis a few months ago, and he’s been working hard and helping out really well, as I always knew he would.
One night. I decided to have my buddy Lewis over at my house since my wife was out of town for the weekend,
That’s the day I think everything actually started, because when I got back from my shopping, Something seemed strange with Lewis, he had oil all over himself, even some of it was smeared across his face, as if he tried to drink it or something
I told him to go home and clean himself up because we had no towels or anything to clean himself up with,
He came back 45 minutes later but he was still much quieter than usual. He worked as well as he ever did, but something just seemed off about him. I asked him if anything happened while I was out and he just shook his head. I asked if something happened, he nodded his head,
and he just muttered something unintelligible. I asked him to repeat himself and he turned and glared at me and for the briefest moment I could’ve swore his eyes appeared to be completely black, no iris, no sclera, just utter all consuming blackness. I stumbled back and bumped a shelf, knocking things down. When I looked back at him, he was still looking at me, but he didn’t seem to be glaring hatefully the way he had before, he just seemed kind of…out of it.
I assumed his car needed to be oiled and he just accidentally spilled it, so I asked if he had any trouble and he simply shrugged. I had looked around the garage while he was gone and I saw no traces of an oil spill, so whatever had happened he must’ve gotten it all on himself and none of it anywhere else, miraculously. But he seemed reluctant to talk about it, so I didn’t press the issue, and we worked on throughout the day. That day and the next were relatively normal other than him still being awkward and quiet. I asked him if he’d like to go out and get us lunch while I tended the shop and he said “sure.”
When he came back, I was busy doing paperwork, so he he put the food on the counter in the office to wait for me and he went ahead and ate. I finished up with that customer, we’d have to keep her car over night to figure out just why it kept dying on her, so I asked Neil to give her a ride home and then I went to grab my food. He’d brought me some Chinese food and an iced tea, so I opened the soy sauce packets to pour some over my food when I noticed the strangest thing…
It was as if the soy sauce was a living thing somehow…spreading out like dozens of squirming inky black maggots when it fell into the fried rice and burying itself inside.
I took the fork and started to scoop out the rice to look deeper inside and small smoky tendrils would rise from the rice oc