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I've got one. It's based on a video game. Can you guess what game it's from?

The year was 1995. Our story begins in Norway. In the middle of the fall, four girls were adopted from an orphanage by a man Named Mr. Barrows. Their names were Lotte, Anne, Laura, and Jennifer. They had just been escorted to their new home by Ms. Mary, one of the caretakers at the orphanage. When they entered the mansion, Mr. Barrows was no where to be found. Ms. Mary went off to search for him. Several hours later, she hadn't returned. The four girls were growing worried, as they were sitting alone in an unfamiliar house. Jennifer decided to go and find Mary. As she exited the room, there was a scream from behind her. She turned to find a dark, empty room. The other three had gone. Thinking it was a prank, she decided to continue looking for Mary. She proceeded down a dark hallway. Suddenly, she heard a faint dripping sound from a door on her right. Drip. Drip. Drip. She opened the door. A cloud of hot steam floated from the room. She entered. Drip. Drip. Drip. She could barely see. Drip. Drip. Drip. Another door stood across the room. She opened it. Drip. Drip. Drip. She was in a dark bathroom. The fluorescent lights flickered on and off. Drip. Drip. Drip. A shower stood at the end of the bathroom. Drip. Drip. Drip. She approached. Drip. Drip. Drip. She pulled back the curtain. She froze. Laura was dangling by her wrists from the shower head. Blood poured from her chest, Her lungs had been punctured. Drip. Drip. Drip. SPLASH! Jennifer was doused in hot water. A pair of bloody garden shears was held to her throat. The last thing she saw was the silhouette of a small boy with blonde hair and glowing white eyes....


Game over!!! :P

I've got one. It's based on a video game. Can you guess what game it's from?

The year was 1995. Our story begins in Norway. In the middle of the fall, four girls were adopted from an orphanage by a man Named Mr. Barrows. Their names were Lotte, Anne, Laura, and Jennifer. They had just been escorted to their new home by Ms. Mary, one of the caretakers at the orphanage. When they entered the mansion, Mr. Barrows was no where to be found. Ms. Mary went off to search for him. Several hours later, she hadn't returned. The four girls were growing worried, as they were sitting alone in an unfamiliar house. Jennifer decided to go and find Mary. As she exited the room, there was a scream from behind her. She turned to find a dark, empty room. The other three had gone. Thinking it was a prank, she decided to continue looking for Mary. She proceeded down a dark hallway. Suddenly, she heard a faint dripping sound from a door on her right. Drip. Drip. Drip. She opened the door. A cloud of hot steam floated from the room. She entered. Drip. Drip. Drip. She could barely see. Drip. Drip. Drip. Another door stood across the room. She opened it. Drip. Drip. Drip. She was in a dark bathroom. The fluorescent lights flickered on and off. Drip. Drip. Drip. A shower stood at the end of the bathroom. Drip. Drip. Drip. She approached. Drip. Drip. Drip. She pulled back the curtain. She froze. Laura was dangling by her wrists from the shower head. Blood poured from her chest, Her lungs had been punctured. Drip. Drip. Drip. SPLASH! Jennifer was doused in hot water. A pair of bloody garden shears was held to her throat. The last thing she saw was the silhouette of a small boy with blonde hair and glowing white eyes....


Game over!!! :P

Oh, I know this one. stuff I forgot. Is it Silent Hill?


Yes, it is Clock tower! Good job!

Yes, it is Clock tower! Good job!
i love that game, wish that i had owned it at one point though :(

One day, i was flying a plane when "BOOM" engine explodes.
"AAHHHH" the passengers yell.
Minutes later after the crash, the radio said a tsunami was comming to Nukevile. O_o.
Later on, i saw it...Teh tsunami..."AAAAAHH!!! IM OUTTA HERE!" I was like.
BLaammmm!! booom! woosh! booom! splat! KABOOM!! SPLASH! BONG!
After that disaster, a volcano erupted. Lolwut?
after that, a nuclear power plant failed...OMG IT BLEW UP!!!! RUN!!!!
*People burn, cars melt, houses implode, blast creates EMP witches frys electrical stuff, and glass turns into sand.*
After that, i searched that whole area.
"Whoah! what a mess!" i was like when seeing the city blasted into ashes.
BUT, all of a sudden, a earthquake happens. AHHHH!
:( then another tsunami comes. D:<


       THE END! P.S: This is a scariest nuclear story. >:O

Its Star Wars related, Kay?


The scene... a space carrier for imperial high command forces... on their way to... Dathomir.
The apprentice walks in and asks, "Master, why do you tell me I should be afraid of Dathomir?
He replied, "Trust me, Dathomir isn't a good place to vist, everyone who works there, wishes they could leave on the next shuttle, as quickly as possible."
The other said, "But, why?"
He continued, "I wish to know, with great strength."
Then, he quickly said, "We're landing now, but just stay close, don't wander."
He said, "But, what is to fear, on Dathomir?"
The pilot walked out and said, "We're here, please don't access the quarantined area without authorization."
He replied, "Quarantined?! Is there a sickness here?"
The master said, "I didn't want you to find out, but there are walls here... guarding this outpost... from the Blackwing virus."
He answered with scared looks in his eyes, "The what?"
The master replied, "You don't want to know... or else you'll walk Dathomir, as... another... of those, things, like many others who decided to ignore commands, and check it out."

One day, i was flying a plane when "BOOM" engine explodes.
"AAHHHH" the passengers yell.
Minutes later after the crash, the radio said a tsunami was comming to Nukevile. O_o.
Later on, i saw it...Teh tsunami..."AAAAAHH!!! IM OUTTA HERE!" I was like.
BLaammmm!! booom! woosh! booom! splat! KABOOM!! SPLASH! BONG!
After that disaster, a volcano erupted. Lolwut?
after that, a nuclear power plant failed...OMG IT BLEW UP!!!! RUN!!!!
*People burn, cars melt, houses implode, blast creates EMP witches frys electrical stuff, and glass turns into sand.*
After that, i searched that whole area.
"Whoah! what a mess!" i was like when seeing the city blasted into ashes.
BUT, all of a sudden, a earthquake happens. AHHHH!
:( then another tsunami comes. D:<


       THE END! P.S: This is a scariest nuclear story. >:O

I cant understand that and from what i can it sounds handicapped not scary. We need more stories like red and stuff.

I probably shouldn't have read these all at night.

Your mother. The end. :cookieMonster:

Thanks for the bump.

Your mother. The end. :cookieMonster:

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am i doin it rite ?

Thanks for the bump.
no srsly tho this topic is da stuff

 Gateway Of The Mind

In 1983, a team of deeply pious scientists conducted a radical experiment in an undisclosed facility. The scientists had theorized that a human without access to any senses or ways to perceive stimuli would be able to perceive the presence of God. They believed that the five senses clouded our awareness of eternity, and without them, a human could actually establish contact with God by thought. An elderly man who claimed to have “nothing to left to live for” was the only test subject to volunteer. To purge him of all his senses, the scientists performed a complex operation in which every sensory nerve connection to the brain was surgically severed. Although the test subject retained full muscular function, he could not see, hear, taste, smell, or feel. With no possible way to communicate with or even sense the outside world, he was alone with his thoughts.

Scientists monitored him as he spoke aloud about his state of mind in jumbled, slurred sentences that he couldn’t even hear. After four days, the man claimed to be hearing hushed, unintelligible voices in his head. Assuming it was an onset of psychosis, the scientists paid little attention to the man’s concerns.

Two days later, the man cried that he could hear his dead wife speaking with him, and even more, he could communicate back. The scientists were intrigued, but were not convinced until the subject started naming dead relatives of the scientists. He repeated personal information to the scientists that only their dead spouses and parents would have known. At this point, a sizable portion of scientists left the study.

After a week of conversing with the deceased through his thoughts, the subject became distressed, saying the voices were overwhelming. In every waking moment, his consciousness was bombarded by hundreds of voices that refused to leave him alone. He frequently threw himself against the wall, trying to elicit a pain response. He begged the scientists for sedatives, so he could escape the voices by sleeping. This tactic worked for three days, until he started having severe night terrors. The subject repeatedly said that he could see and hear the deceased in his dreams.

Only a day later, the subject began to scream and claw at his nonfunctional eyes, hoping to sense something in the physical world. The hysterical subject now said the voices of the dead were deafening and hostile, speaking of hell and the end of the world. At one point, he yelled “No heaven, no forgiveness” for five hours straight. He continually begged to be killed, but the scientists were convinced that he was close to establishing contact with God.

After another day, the subject could no longer form coherent sentences. Seemingly mad, he started to bite off chunks of flesh from his arm. The scientists rushed into the test chamber and restrained him to a table so he could not kill himself. After a few hours of being tied down, the subject halted his struggling and screaming. He stared blankly at the ceiling as teardrops silently streaked across his face. For two weeks, the subject had to be manually rehydrated due to the constant crying. Eventually, he turned his head and, despite his blindness, made focused eye contact with a scientist for the first time in the study. He whispered “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and his vital signs stopped. There was no apparent cause of death.