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[Elaine] Me too. 8D I just love trying to figure out what the ******** I'm dreaming and see how creepy it can go. 3 nights in a row so far. :3

my favorite are the good old zombie ones. biggrin Yours?

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Dude that's a terrifying story. I feel like I've read it before though.

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The Autodigestion of Matthew Price
By Alex Clark

The screaming is out of this world; you’ve never heard anything like it. There’s no comparison. The word “immolation” springs to mind, but this is different–it’s the not knowing that makes it so terrifying. It happened to poor Matthew Price recently and I saw the whole thing. Mathew was a local lad and a good kid. Never put a foot wrong, to my knowledge. He was doing his paper round at the time. Jesus, at first I thought he’d been shot. He fell off his bike clutching his chest and writhing in pain. Did you ever see John Hurt in Alien? I swear Matthew looked just like he did right before that thing burst out of his chest. He’s thrashing from side to side, clawing at the pavement, tearing at his shirt, and screaming that awful scream. Sometime afterwards, his mother told me that he’d been feeling a little run down the day that it happened, but don’t we all from time to time? It hardly made sense of what came next. Steam roared from his mouth; he was yelling, but now tones of fear began to replace the initial wave of agony. Mr. Jackson ran out of his shop to try and help, but damn near required some help himself when he saw the flesh on the boy’s face bubble up and peel away.

The shock should have made him faint, but no joy. He tried holding his face together with his softening hands, but it was hopeless. It was like somebody trying to piece a ruined cake back together.

Soon, Matthew’s head was a featureless and fast-liquefying hunk of meat, and the white of his ribs was beginning to show through. He started making the most revolting noise–a weird and senseless gurgle that put Mr. Jackson on his backside. He didn’t have the chance to go green; he was watching his breakfast run into the gutter before he knew it.

The sounds are what I remember the most, and I’ve heard that said before. Shrieking agony is replaced by a warbling cry of fear. Finally there’s a kind of soggy moaning, and fortunately for Matthew, that didn’t take long to come. By then, a pool of… of… of I guess an innocent kid just earning a bit of pocket money was trickling into the road. In it was something vaguely human-shaped and held in place by the rags that were once his clothes. In the past, I’ve heard of bone fragments being pulled out of the mulch. It’s never a lot, but it gives family and friends something in the ground to visit. On this occasion there was nothing tangible. What was left, or rather what Matthew left behind, was simply hosed into the drain by the responding fire crew.

This has been happening a lot recently. Experts are referring to it as “autodigestion.” Vague, I know, but what would you call it?

The locals were suspicious of the new water treatment facility in the valley. They smashed it out of commission and burned the director’s house to the ground, but these awful things keep happening. I don’t know what to think. What I do know is that I started with a tickly cough last night, and I’m heading to hospital right away. Christ, I hope it’s not too late.

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Evil_Heartless_Moogle
[Elaine] Me too. 8D I just love trying to figure out what the ******** I'm dreaming and see how creepy it can go. 3 nights in a row so far. :3

my favorite are the good old zombie ones. biggrin Yours?



Aww man, I used to have zombie dreams every night. I miss them gonk
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RyaneElaine
Evil_Heartless_Moogle
[Elaine] Me too. 8D I just love trying to figure out what the ******** I'm dreaming and see how creepy it can go. 3 nights in a row so far. :3

my favorite are the good old zombie ones. biggrin Yours?



Aww man, I used to have zombie dreams every night. I miss them gonk


Watch a good zombie movie before bed? blaugh

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Dude that's a terrifying story. I feel like I've read it before though.



It was. You may have. What creepypasta sites do you peruse?

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Hi horror friends...

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heh Oh i do enjoy a good Horror book myself razz

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Evil_Heartless_Moogle
[Elaine] Me too. 8D I just love trying to figure out what the ******** I'm dreaming and see how creepy it can go. 3 nights in a row so far. :3

my favorite are the good old zombie ones. biggrin Yours?



Aww man, I used to have zombie dreams every night. I miss them gonk


Watch a good zombie movie before bed? blaugh



I've done that twice this week, doesn't work =( Tonight I know I'll dream about fish though, because I have work in the morning.
Are you guys excited about this year?

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Hi horror friends...



Hello!

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Rust Harlequin
Are you guys excited about this year?



What this year? The ball? Halloween?

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heh Oh i do enjoy a good Horror book myself razz



Don't we all? =)
I'd say a good ball with a zombie outbreak sounds lovely. <3

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By Oonah V Joslin

When I got up yesterday morning, I’d vanished. I know that’s weird and nobody was more surprised than I but when I looked in the mirror I wasn’t there. My hands and feet felt real. My boobs were intact. It was just that I had no presence anymore.

My bed had been slept in. The sheets were warm so I thought I hadn’t died. I did my usual ablutions, got on with my day, but it was strangely empty.

I don’t normally bother much with people but something’s not right. If you can see this message, please respond.

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