not the meme.
the actual story.
also: what number entry contains the most "evidence" in marble hornets videos?
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not the meme.
the actual story.
also: what number entry contains the most "evidence" in marble hornets videos?
You are in your room at night. You are trying to sleep, but something is keeping you up. A small feeling in the back of your head, like you're remembering something you needed to do. You can also feel that you're not alone. Someone or something is near by. A faint tapping on the window. You sit up in your bed and stare at the window across the room. The sound persists, and you keep staring, unable to move. You feel drawn to the window, to the tapping. And almost like a whisper, something tells you to go to the window. You get up, and slowly walk across the floor. You panic, realizing what you are doing, but you are unable to stop. You open the blinds to see a suited man standing in the heavy fog. Unnaturally tall and thin, this man stands there with his arms outstretched. Staring at him, you notice he has no expressions, no face. He points at you, beckoning you to him. As helplessly open your window, tentacles grow from his back, and they reach for you. You step out of the window.
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You are in your room at night. You are trying to sleep, but something is keeping you up. A small feeling in the back of your head, like you're remembering something you needed to do. You can also feel that you're not alone. Someone or something is near by. You cannot stand it any longer, so you jump out of bed to look around. The whole house is empty and silent. The feeling grows stronger. You walk down stairs to make sure your doors are locked. As you reach for the front door lock, you see a glimpse of a man in the reflection of a window near by. You turn to see, but there is nothing there. You laugh nervously, but every part of you is screaming for you to run. You had heard the stories, but you always ignored them. He was not real. But you can't help but believe that he is here now, coming for you. As you think, a shadow grows behind you. A tall silhouette stands behind you. You know what it is, and you are paralyzed in fear. Do not turn around. Do not run. He is behind you.
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