Garreth reloaded and chambered another bolt from the magazine onto the guide. And so he did several times, missing every single time to his astonishment. He was all the more surprised because he was great at shooting both with a crossbow and a bow. Only his last shot remained. He pulled the cocking lever, then loaded the next bolt from the magazine onto the guide. He pulled the trigger, and the arrow, like a projectile fired from a catapult, hit right in the center of the mutant tree's massive hand. The monster let out a terrifying scream that startled the birds, which fled in panic from the spot. Blood appeared on the monster's huge paw. Susan slid down to the ground, and Nick and Garreth ran up to her quickly to take her away from there. Taking advantage of the fact that the monster was focused on its wounded hand for a long moment, they quickly took Susan under the arm and ran away... The vampire moon shifted across the sky at the speed of light. -Are you alright, Susan ?- No, but for a moment I felt faint from that grip. I was really scared, I don't know what I would have done without you. If not for you, I probably would have become its dinner feast .... The group of friends decided to wait out the night in the tent. The next morning, they packed up and headed towards home, longing to rest after everything they had experienced the previous night. It was simply too much for them; had they had a bit less luck, they might have joined the rest of the missing students who never returned from Blackwood...
Christhecreator • 6 min • 12 reads • paranormal • mystery
### SCP-ARCHIVED-004 — THE HOUSE THAT REMEMBERED They told us the house had been empty for thirty-eight years. So why were there candles burning inside? Why did people from different decades describe the **same figure** standing behind the upstairs window? And why did the Foundation's investigation uncover three files that nobody remembered creating? **001. 002. 003.** Deleted. Then there was **004**. Agent David was sent to investigate an abandoned house in rural Oklahoma. What began as a routine recovery operation quickly turned into something the Foundation could not explain—rooms that shouldn't exist, voices coming through dead radios, surveillance footage that showed things the cameras couldn't see, and a figure that seemed to know exactly why the team had come. Then the house gave them a message: **“Four remains.”** The investigation was terminated. The official report was buried. But one piece of evidence survived. A black pen. And when it was brought back to the Foundation, it opened a file that should have been impossible to access. **ARCHIVE-004.** The last line of the recovered footage was simple: **“Begin with 001.”** This is where the archives begin. **But 004 was never the first.*
TheUnknown0067 • 9 min • 8 reads • creature • ritual
Crickets make peaceful company; a lulling ambience to soothe the quiet side road, where a girl can puff another smoke, wondering what lecture Chief's gonna bark come morning. But my night was only beginning. The dash radio didn't just crackle to life - it sputtered in jumbled, inaudible pieces. I...
L_T99 • 35 min • 8 reads • sci-fi • cosmic
Some say it marched out of the sea under a bloody moon, here to expel our town of all hope - a monster to punish the naive prospectors of Maple Oaks who spent their gold on false witch hunts; an avenger of the young women burnt at the pyre, drowning the land for rebirth. Others say it was summoned...
L_T99 • 35 min • 3 reads • supernatural • urban-legend
Let me start from the beginning. That Monday started out like any other. I arrived at work, filled my coffee cup and stepped into my office. I'm a former Air Force Major, now in training with NASA for a spot on the ISS. If all went according to plan, I should have been heading up there within the...
Nick_B • 25 min • 37 reads • entity • paranormal