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Ghosts of the Nutty Putty
Published 3 years, 11 months ago
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Spooky Boo's Creepypast and True Scary Stories by Spooky Boo Rhodes
Story InfoGhosts of the Nutty Puttyby Shadowswimmer77https://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/Ghosts_of_Nutty_Putty
AmbienceABYSSby MYUUhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7s4d6NFIRdM
All Jasper could see of the boy by the narrow beam of his helmet light was a pair of low-cut boots and maybe two inches of ankle.“Ben?” Jasper asked the protruding feet.He felt a thrill of fear at how very still the young man was. Jasper spent several long moments mentally willing a response before, at last, the boots kicked weakly. Ben was alive, at least for now.“Really,” observed a voice that Jasper reminded himself was just in his head, “it looks like the rock came alive and swallowed him. Sucked him down in one big gulp. Pretty familiar, huh?”“My name is Jasper. I’m gonna get you out,” the rescuer spoke to the feet, ignoring the commentary.“You’re going to fail him,” the voice said, “I’m sure of that. Just like before.”“That was years ago, John,” Jasper mumbled under his breath, “You’re just a memory. It wasn’t my fault.”“Then why am I still here with you?” chuckled the phantom voice softly before falling silent. Jasper knew it would return.It always did.“I’ll be back as soon as I can, Ben, just have to go call for some more help. Try as best you can not to move around, you’re like to just wedge yourself in even tighter.”Ben’s foot waggled gently in what Jasper took as acknowledgment. Jasper carefully eased himself backwards through the cramped tunnel, one excruciatingly calculated movement after the next. The walls were far too narrow to turn around, and it would be nothing short of catastrophe if he got himself trapped too. It took maybe five minutes for Jasper, an experienced cave explorer and rescue worker, to extricate himself back to the main cave from the branch Ben was in. Half a dozen late teen and early twenty-somethings waited for him there, four girls and two boys.“Did you find Ben, Mr. Grant?”The girl who asked Jasper the question had large eyes, wet with barely unspent tears, her hands clasped together in front of her so hard they were white. Lizzie, he thought she’d called herself. Jasper took off his helmet and pulled out a handkerchief, wiping the sweat and dirt from his forehead.“Yeah, he’s in there all right. Got himself stuck real good. I’ve got a satellite phone in my truck to call for some folks to help get him out. You,” he pointed to one of the boys, “what’s your name?”“G-Greg,” he stuttered.“Well, Greg, you can come and monitor the phone once I get you set up. The rest of ya wait here and for God’s sake don’t go in that hole after him.”Jasper grunted at the collection of heads nodding in affirmation, then began moving to the main cave’s entrance, stepping carefully to avoid twisting an ankle. Greg followed closely. The entryway tunnel was tall enough for a grown man to stand in and sloped upward gently for several dozen meters before turning sharply, the last ten feet or so a straight vertical ascent. Just a bit of light from the low setting sun shone through the hole above him as Jasper climbed the rough metal rungs driven into the stone wall to assist spelunkers with entry and exit. Leaving the cave and heading towards his truck, his eyes passed over the bright yellow sign posted next to the entrance. “DANGER!” it warned, “Experienced Caver’s Only!”“That you lot?” Jasper asked Greg, “You experienced cavers?”“No, sir,” the young man answered, his head hung sheepishly.Jasper’s breath hissed through his teeth, “Yeah. Didn’t think so. No lights or other gear clued me in on that real quick. You’re lucky I was passing by, don’t typically come out here this time of day.”“Is…is my brother ok?” A strong hint of anxiety had entered Greg’s voi
Story InfoGhosts of the Nutty Puttyby Shadowswimmer77https://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/Ghosts_of_Nutty_Putty
AmbienceABYSSby MYUUhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7s4d6NFIRdM
All Jasper could see of the boy by the narrow beam of his helmet light was a pair of low-cut boots and maybe two inches of ankle.“Ben?” Jasper asked the protruding feet.He felt a thrill of fear at how very still the young man was. Jasper spent several long moments mentally willing a response before, at last, the boots kicked weakly. Ben was alive, at least for now.“Really,” observed a voice that Jasper reminded himself was just in his head, “it looks like the rock came alive and swallowed him. Sucked him down in one big gulp. Pretty familiar, huh?”“My name is Jasper. I’m gonna get you out,” the rescuer spoke to the feet, ignoring the commentary.“You’re going to fail him,” the voice said, “I’m sure of that. Just like before.”“That was years ago, John,” Jasper mumbled under his breath, “You’re just a memory. It wasn’t my fault.”“Then why am I still here with you?” chuckled the phantom voice softly before falling silent. Jasper knew it would return.It always did.“I’ll be back as soon as I can, Ben, just have to go call for some more help. Try as best you can not to move around, you’re like to just wedge yourself in even tighter.”Ben’s foot waggled gently in what Jasper took as acknowledgment. Jasper carefully eased himself backwards through the cramped tunnel, one excruciatingly calculated movement after the next. The walls were far too narrow to turn around, and it would be nothing short of catastrophe if he got himself trapped too. It took maybe five minutes for Jasper, an experienced cave explorer and rescue worker, to extricate himself back to the main cave from the branch Ben was in. Half a dozen late teen and early twenty-somethings waited for him there, four girls and two boys.“Did you find Ben, Mr. Grant?”The girl who asked Jasper the question had large eyes, wet with barely unspent tears, her hands clasped together in front of her so hard they were white. Lizzie, he thought she’d called herself. Jasper took off his helmet and pulled out a handkerchief, wiping the sweat and dirt from his forehead.“Yeah, he’s in there all right. Got himself stuck real good. I’ve got a satellite phone in my truck to call for some folks to help get him out. You,” he pointed to one of the boys, “what’s your name?”“G-Greg,” he stuttered.“Well, Greg, you can come and monitor the phone once I get you set up. The rest of ya wait here and for God’s sake don’t go in that hole after him.”Jasper grunted at the collection of heads nodding in affirmation, then began moving to the main cave’s entrance, stepping carefully to avoid twisting an ankle. Greg followed closely. The entryway tunnel was tall enough for a grown man to stand in and sloped upward gently for several dozen meters before turning sharply, the last ten feet or so a straight vertical ascent. Just a bit of light from the low setting sun shone through the hole above him as Jasper climbed the rough metal rungs driven into the stone wall to assist spelunkers with entry and exit. Leaving the cave and heading towards his truck, his eyes passed over the bright yellow sign posted next to the entrance. “DANGER!” it warned, “Experienced Caver’s Only!”“That you lot?” Jasper asked Greg, “You experienced cavers?”“No, sir,” the young man answered, his head hung sheepishly.Jasper’s breath hissed through his teeth, “Yeah. Didn’t think so. No lights or other gear clued me in on that real quick. You’re lucky I was passing by, don’t typically come out here this time of day.”“Is…is my brother ok?” A strong hint of anxiety had entered Greg’s voi