Russian Sleep Experiment and Other Horror and Suspense Explanations - Compilation - III

could land the Creator in jail, you would consider security to be their top priority one priority, yet this does not appear to be the case. be the case, which means that the Red Room sites are most likely scammers. closes your laptop and reclines In bed, you're relieved that the horrors are over. The authenticity of red rooms has been demonstrated. because you know deep down that People can do weird things. Maybe if you dug deeper and deeper into the dark web's black hole discover a true red You can't leave now because of urban legends.

Your pals will know you're worried, so you tell yourself not to worry because they'll be there for you. There is nothing to be found except stories. afraid of the right I'll go first, declared the pal who came up with this excellent concept first and foremost, have you heard the one about the lady who returned from Okay, so let's see how this goes. There was once a lady who vanished. to a tropical location for a vacation or She tripped over something when she was there. One day, she was napping on the beach, and when she awoke, A few hours later, the side of Her face was on fire. She mistook it for She had a sunburn and was careful to use sunscreen.

additional sunscreen Nothing came out of her boil, no blood, Nothing. The doctor moved in to take a closer look and found something. The boils halted him in his tracks. He appeared to be moving cautiously. he went for his scalpel and prodded thousands of boil and outcrawled spiders in their infancy The group erupts in

no way and is disgusting as you all Consider how it would feel to have spiders. one of your spiders is crawling out of your face Friends, on the other hand, are unimpressed. Nothing till you hear it, guys. This man in India started a new job. working on a building crew in the A few hours away is the bustling city of New Delhi.

The man had a bicycle from his village. He had a chance to do something about it, but two masked men forced their way into his bedroom early one morning, one of the masked men holding him down while the other forced a needle into his arm. The last thing the man remembered before falling unconscious was a feeling of pure terror. Several hours later, the man awoke groggy and in pain, laying on a hospital cot, confused and disoriented, his right side burning with pain, he lifted his shirt and looked down at his body, and saw a large bloody surgical bandage covering half his side, and the men realized there had never been a construction job at all.

After that story, there are less laughs in bravado a few friends chuckle and try to look brave but most of them are looking a little less sure that this was a good idea after all before you can suggest a change in topic another friend pipes up hey guys I got a good one late one night a couple was driving home along a pulled up in front of the property she had rented

given them directions to the wife turned around to wake up the young woman but When she peered in the rear seat, she saw Her husband inquire as to where she was going. in a panic I'm not sure, he responded. I didn't stop anyplace along the route. even a stop sign, and we would have She would have noticed if she had opened the car door.

They had just vanished and were shivering, but It was late, and they were exhausted as well. Maybe they were hallucinating things. they returned home and did their best to put it out of their heads, which they did for a while a few days before the husband stumbled I came upon an internet newspaper story that chilled since as soon as he finishes the story, the group starts disputing that it's a made-up story, no it's not, I swear it happened

No way I heard that from my aunt and uncle. One before your friends proceed to debate the veracity of these urban legends but one of your friends isn't He has taken part. The pal had been unusually quiet all night. who came up with the idea for this entertaining game has noticed the other friend's quiet then he starts calling him out, so why are you so quiet? tell me you're creeped out by a few of your friend's made-up stories around the circle at all of you and

Finally, he says, "You guys want a scary movie?"

story I tried to turn my head to gaze at the spot where I felt eyes on me but couldn't move I was completely taken aback.

stuck in my own body and paralyzed to move even a single finger despite my As I was running, my brain was screaming at me to stop. laying there in a state of terror to breathe and anxiously attempting to move I noticed something moving out of nowhere. My heart was beating out of the corner of my eye. I began to race when I began to be able to create the silhouette of a towering, dark man I couldn't make out any of his features. could see was blackness, which was odd. blackness shaped like a tall man He was wearing a cap and traveling slowly.

toward around the flames Despite the fact that you had no intention of participating in the storytelling, you feel compelled to do so. the quiet, and you find yourself muttering How about the hook narrative, guys? Delta Force is one of the The most enigmatic Special Agents in the United States Operations teams working under the direct authority of the joint Special Many regard this Elite as having Operations Command. The group of warriors is simply known as the assemble the crew you send in when nothing works else will perform the task because their Since their inception in the 1970s, they have participated in some of the most critical counter-insurgency actions of the twentieth and twenty-first centuries, yet currently some They were about to embark on an adventure.

secret operation in the heart of take all of them every single one and it would Relish in the task though his prey may not have been as easy as the monster anticipated they were outfitted with state-of-the-art Ballistic armor and night vision goggles most were armed with hk-416 assault rifles designed specifically for Delta Force by Heckler and Coke with the Colt 1911 as a sidearm a few members of the team like Anaconda were a little more traditionalist favoring the pump action m870 shotgun with the classic m3a1 grease gun as a secondary weapon Mamba even packed a few frag grenades on his person as a kind of good luck token typically siren head's most well-armed prey were hapless Hunters shouldering bolt-action rifles or double-barreled shotguns the snakes were in a different league as the day began to creep into nights the six elite soldiers broke off into groups of three henceforce known as beta team comprised of Viper adder and Rattler and Alpha Team comprised of Mamba anaconda and Copperhead they formed two discrete base camps and established comms over a secure radio link they would perform secret reconnaissance missions and shifts Gathering potential Intel on whatever could be causing all

the disappearances to report back to their superiors Alpha Team were first on patrol locked and loaded with their night vision goggles engaged they were charged with exploring six predetermined quadrants before the end of their shift and they would make short work of it Mama took point with anaconda and Copperhead covering his six things were relatively uneventful until Anaconda whispered that he saw something moving in the trees something big Mamba asked whether what he saw could have been an Olympic black bear or a Roosevelt Belk both native to the area and Wakanda said no it was much too tall and thin for that what he saw was human-shaped but wrong it looked somehow stretched and he did not get a visual on the head that was strange to say the least Mamba realized immediately that they were dealing with a different situation to what they first assumed and beta team had to be updated Mamba pulled out his radio and called in but he did not get a response there was a strange buzzing crackling sound almost like the device was malfunctioning until suddenly a voice Mamba and

the two others did not recognize came shouting out of the speakers it just repeated one word over and over hate hate hate hate hate Mamba shut off his radio and the team assumed it must be some kind of signal intercepting technology from the insurgents they would been rumbled and their Lifeline to the outside had been cut off Mamba changed the directive they needed to Rendezvous with beta team as soon as possible and reassess the situation before moving forward that was when they started hearing gunfire and screaming it echoed through the rainforest with harrowing Clarity bullets pained yells screams of pure Terror and it was coming from the direction of beta team's Camp Mamba anaconda and Copperhead charged in to provide backup for their embattled teammates but by the time they arrived there was nothing left Camp was decimated the little supplies they have brought in were destroyed the trees around the encampment had been shredded by gunfire and most bizarre of all was the fact that there were no bodies there was not even blood

just Viper adder and Rattlers discarded guns Mambo was shaken by the sight but he did not let it show their survival depended on maintaining composure he ordered his two subordinates to take the spare magazine to their vanished former teammates and proceed with him out of the forest when they attempted to re-establish comms all they got was a disembodied voice screaming the word die again and again they were on their own their new Mission escaped the forest alive the snakes already had the fastest possible Escape Route planned out as a contingency just in case everything went sideways though none of them expected it to go sideways quite like this the team formed a tight formation their weapons pointing in all directions knowing an attack could come from any angle they just did not anticipate it coming from above a huge hand

descended from the darkness of the canopy gnarled and rotted with fingers as long as a child's arm the three men were shocked and horrified only just dodging its grasping strike Mamba raised the barrel of his hk-416 and fired off a staccato burst of gunfire seeming to frighten the creature away all that Alpha Team could do was press on and they did not have time to consider the nightmarish particulars of their situation whatever was attacking them was not human but that did not matter all that mattered was survival Anaconda was using his pump action to blast suppressing fire into the darkness

around him when he was taken the hands seemed to come from nowhere grasping him by the leg and plucking him off the ground the elite soldier managed to reach for his grease gun and rattle off some gunfire in the arms Direction but ultimately it was feudal Mamba and Copperhead watched in horror as the third member of the trio was pulled screaming into the dark needless to say he was never seen again just like all the others who would go missing in or near these cursed forests as Mamba and Copperhead ran for their very lives the forest came alive with a cacophony of horrific noises all around found them they heard the crackling hiss of radio static the harsh screams and Whispers of heavily modulated voices and discordant fragments of old songs the enemy was all around them was it one or many it felt like it was everywhere and even for these battle-hardened soldiers

it was nothing less than confusing and utterly terrifying Copperhead was starting to crack he was spraying gunfire all around him hoping he might hit something or at least frighten this mysterious assailant away he did not want to be snatched in the darkness like all the others he would take anything over that even though Mamba ordered him to keep his cool as they ran copper had kept blasting until he was dry firing at that point he whipped out his handy 1911 just carried on burning through ammo not that it would save him suddenly two legs longest tree trunks planted themselves in the ground between Mamba and Copperhead the latter looked up and screamed at the monster standing before him 40 feet of Rotting Flesh topped by a rusty metal

siren that screamed in Rage nonsense Mamba leveled his right rifle at the creature but was batted aside like a ragdoll the creature would deal with Mamba later for now it wanted Copperhead the soldier fell backward in Terror as those gnarled hands darted down toward him his screaming flailing body was snatched and pulled into the darkness only Mamba was left now alone with a monster that had taken five others like him and his ammo was starting to run low Mamba regained his footing his body still stinging from siren head's

first strike the Beast had once again retreated into the dark biting its time and waiting for the perfect moment to strike he leveled his rifle and aimed into the inky blackness in front of him a sudden movement out in the dark caused him to pull the trigger firing off the last of his ammo for nothing it was in that moment that he felt the looming presence of siren head standing behind him he would been outplayed game set and match now the creature would have its fun just like it had with all the others as it encroached

Mamba fell and began crawling away the hissing Sirens full of chattering teeth growing ever closer the desperate Soldier reached into his jacket and pulled something out something that the creature could not quite make out but it did not matter the prey was right there for the taking the creature reached out with a long probing finger toward Mama's chest as though to deliver a taunting jab that's when Mama tore open his jacket and revealed his final trump card 10 frag grenades with the pins pulled out of all of them just for luck in his last seconds Mama smiled as the creatures seemed to Twitch in final hesitation the following boom echoed out through the forest shaking the birds out of the trees a brief flash in the dark that soon faded until only darkness and silence remained mission accomplished welcome to the infographics horrapist theater today we are taking a look at one of the internet's most famous urban legends Laughing Jack the Demonic killer and exploring his Origins to discover was this hideous Monster real could he be out there right now probably behind you or under your bed this very second waiting to claim his next victim stay tuned and find out it was Christmas Eve in the late 1800s in a small wooden home in the poor outskirts of London Isaac a seven-year-old boy looks wistfully out the window into the dark night he can see families celebrating together through the grimy Windows of the apartments and homes around him joyfully singing as they wait together in anticipation for the Christmas morning to come in young Isaac's home though there was no singing no warmth and no celebrating there's only the silence that normally pervades silence that's only occasionally broken by his mother's shrill voice calling for him to come and do some chore or to attend to his daily homeschooling lessons that is until inevitably Isaac's father comes home he can always tell it's him by the heavy Boot Steps that follow the front door opening

shuffling and erratic his father wavering and stumbling as he throws off his heavy overcoat and lurches toward a chair or straight to the bed sometimes he can hear his mother yelling at him blaming him for spending their meager income on alcohol or other vices he will hear his father's thunderous response and then the fighting starts in the morning Isaac would exit his room to join his mother for breakfast and discover her with a black eye or some other fresh Bruce staring out at the happy homes and saying goodbye to the warm singing of Christmas tunes from the families inside Isaac retreated to his bed covering himself with a threadbare blanket and surrendering to sleep shortly after Sunrise Isaac is awoken by a strange feeling his nose twitched at a pleasant fragrance in his room almost like a perfumed lady had walked by him on the street it was a comforting pleasant smell and familiar too he thought he would even felt the soft brush of lips on his cheek as if some flowered stranger had kissed him good morning before disappearing Into The Ether rubbing his eyes awake Isaac found a large garishly colored box sitting on his bedroom floor this was not like any gift Isaac had ever received his possessions

were all worn and battered hand-me-downs from local churches and poor shops his toys paint faded from long sad years of neglect no this box was covered in fresh bright paint and adorned with silly clown face the wood was perfectly sanded and expertly joined together only a very thin seam revealing the lid on top with a small metal crank inside attached to the lid was a simple paper tag on which was written Isaac's name as he examined the box he noticed a small metal panel underneath Laughing Jack in the Box Isaac was confused he would heard of Jack in the boxes but he never heard of a laughing Jack in the Box curious Isaac began to turn the metal crank and heard the Turning of Gears from within as the gears turned a slow Melody began to build taking shape as Isaac's sped up his cranking Isaac recognized this tune it was Pop Goes

the Weasel and giddily Isaac began to sing along half up on the Tiffany Rice half a pound the tree girl that's the way the money goes pop goes the weasel Isaac was laughing along to his singing and winced as he finished the final verse tensing his body for the expected Jack-in-the-Box to come springing out but as the song ended and Isaac stopped cranking nothing happened sighing Isaac put the box back down on the floor it was was wonderfully decorated but broken as he changed out of his sleep clothes Isaac was suddenly startled by a rattling noise coming from within the Box Eyes Wide in Surprise Isaac stared as the Box began

violently shaking then suddenly the box top burst open with a puff of colorful smoke and an explosion of confetti from the smoke a figure hopped out and bent at the waist to an exaggerated bow in front of Isaac dressed in colorful and ill-fitting clothes with bright red hair and a swirly rainbow colored nose the Fabish clown held his exaggerated bow before Isaac before snapping back up and spreading his arms wide come one come all whether big or small to see the best clown of them all the one the only Laughing Jack in the Box Isaac's eyes went wide with the light who are you why I am your new best friend Isaac I am laughing Jack the bestest clown of all the bestest clowns that's ever clowned and you and I are gonna be best Pals for the rest of your life we can play together Isaac asked he never had a friend and barely left his room out of fear of his abusive mother and father play while we can do more than play I know every game in the world even the ones that have not been invented yet and a boot I am a whiz at the accordion and know every song that's ever been sung with a magical puff of smoke and oversized accordion

appeared in the Clown's arms he began to play the instrument albeit very very poorly his singing voice was not much better but Isaac was delighted and fell over in laughter but then though the fun and games came to an end as Isaac's mother called out for him Isaac told his new best friend that he would not be able to play this morning there was homeschooling and endless chores to be done maybe though he could see him again tonight Isaac asked laffy Jack smiled at Isaac pinching him on the cheek you can see me tonight and every day from now on will be best Pals forever smiling Isaac hurried out of his room as his mother's voice again rang out this time louder and angrier that night Laughing Jack was true to his word waiting for Isaac as he returned Isaac and Jack played together every chance they could and no matter how loud they got Jack's magic kept Isaac's parents from hearing one day unable to hold it in any longer Isaac finally told his mother about his new magical friend but she just shushed him such things are fantasy's child you ought to keep such nonsense to yourself Isaac was Crest full but as the afternoon neared he could not help himself and pleaded with his mother to come meet Jack the lenting she followed Isaac to his room

she opened the door and discovered nothing no Jack and no wonderfully colored wooden box either Isaac's mother gave him a swift smack across the face I am tired of this childish silliness now you are to stay in your room without supper for the evening the door slammed behind her leaving a dejected Isaac alone in his room I am sorry Joe Isaac turned to see Jack there not supposed to let anyone else see me just you sorry I did not mean for you but Jack's words were cut off as Isaac threw himself on the clown wrapping his arms around him a giant smile spread across his clown face Jack hugged his best friend back holding him tightly as hot to your screened down Isaac's cheeks playing with Jack every day Isaac's loneliness in home troubles were soon forgotten one day though as the two played pirates in the back Garden Isaac spotted the neighbor's cat prowling across the grass Ahoy matey we got ourselves an enemy spy off the starboard bow snatch him up first made Jackson or I will make you walk the plank Isaac called out aye captain I will pluck you on their bills right right out of the water Jack's arms began to extend reaching out and snatching up the terrified cat as the two laughed and giggled going back and forth in their best pirate speech Jack became caught up in the game his arms continued to coil around the helpless cat Tighter and Tighter until

finally snap small sharp sound stunned Isaac and Jack quickly returned his arms to normal dropping the dead cat to the floor its neck clearly broken horrified Jack gained at the dead creature why I I did not mean to but Jack's words were cut off by an uproarious laughter Isaac's cheeks flushed red as he laughed at the dead cat looks like cats do not have nine lives nervously Jack began to chuckle as well Isaac grabbed the cat and flung it over the fence into the neighbor's yard that evening however Isaac's father's thunderous voice summoned him from his room Jack pressed his ear to the door to listen but could not make anything save for Isaac's crying after what seemed like an eternity Isaac shuffled back into the room closing the door behind him the cat had been discovered and Isaac was to blame but he was now being sent off to a boarding school for unruly children where he would stay until he finished his education his drunk father claimed it was to discipline Isaac but he knew the truth his father hated it and always wanted him gone if his mother had objections she did not voice them tearfully Isaac bit his best friend goodbye telling him he would be unable to take any of his personal belongings with him jack returned to his box promising to still be there

when Isaac returned one day the week soon turned to months and into years from within his box Jack was still aware of the outside world and despite the long disappointing wait for his best friend could not help but perk up every time he heard the front door open hopefully it was Isaac but it never was it was Isaac's father coming home night after night each seemed drunker than the last as the years passed Jack's colored makeup and clothing faded along with his hopes the once colorful clown turned into a sad monochrome version of his old self the memories of his happy times with Isaac seeming more dream than reality now one night there was the usual drunken sound of boots stumbling into the house followed by yelling and fighting this time though Jack heard a scream cut short by a swift heavy thump and Jack heard Isaac's mother's voice no more the next morning the Constable arrived with a squad of armed

men taking Isaac's father away for the murder of his wife he too would be dead within the week the home lay empty and forgotten for what seemed like an eternity after that Jack aware of every passing second in his lonely prison suddenly one night the sound of the front door opening raised Jack from his dreary vigil expecting to hear the heavy shuffling sound of drunken footsteps Jack heard something different instead lighter footsteps two of them and the sound of a young woman's giggle also the voice of a man familiar yet unrecognizable to Jack The Duo entered Isaac's Pro and Jack immediately recognized his old best friend now a fully grown man had it really been that long Jack could not believe it just how much time had he spent in his lonely box Jack called out to Isaac I am here right here just like I said I would be but his voice echoed off the invisible walls of his prison stuck as he had been for years on the top of a Dusty old dresser Isaac and his new friend moved toward his old bed and Jack's eyes narrowed who was this person taking Isaac's attention away from him Isaac had promised to come back to set him free so they could dance and sing and play together again but now here he was after so many lonely years but he was ignoring Jack and it was all All This Woman's fault the two giggled together until the woman accidentally knocked a glass onto the floor breaking it Isaac's face suddenly changed taking on the look of his dead father Isaac went into a rage yelling and screaming at the woman just as his father had done to his mother so many nights Jack listened to Isaac's screams becoming louder and angrier until suddenly a thump and then it was quiet a bloody Candlestick was on the ground next to the woman who now lay dead on the floor after 13 long years a slow thin smile began to spread across Jack's face My my what a wonderful little game Jack used to himself still forgotten on the Shelf Jack watched as over the next few days

Isaac used his learned skills as an upholsterer to Fashion the remains of the young woman into a small leather chair her tanned skin was turned into leather stretched over a frame made from her own bones everything else that remained of her was dissolved in Caustic chemicals and poured into the sewer to be washed away over the next few weeks Isaac grew is macabre collection of human Furniture sometimes it was rude children who would been nasty to them in public abducted and dragged back into Isaac's torture chamber in a large burlap sack other times it was ladies of the night paid for their services only to end up as another piece in Isaac's collection the pain and loneliness of the little boy he had once been had festered in his heart fed by terrible abuse from the adults at his boarding school and created a terrible cancer within him this malice slowly infected a laughing Jack as well and he began to look forward to witnessing fresh torture sessions still trapped helplessly Inside the Box The Laughing Jack longed even more to play the wonderful new games Isaac had been teaching him one night the rough frame with restrains Isaac had fashioned for his victims collapsed on one side knocking into the Forgotten dresser now home to not just Jack's prison but an array of torture implements Jack's box teetered for a moment before finally falling with a crash onto the filthy bloodied floor along with some of Isaac's tools

curiously Isaac entered the room eyeing the collapsed frame with the sigh picking up the ice picks razors and other torture instruments Isaac's hands stopped upon discovering the Box how curious he thought to himself memories flooding back to him his rough calloused hands worked over

the Forgotten box its bright colors faded with age wooden panels warped with neglect the hand crank was still there though and Isaac began to turn it for the first time in over 13 years that familiar song began to play though distorted the delicate gears inside rusted and worn Isaac could not help but singing along though once more slow and matched the torture to labored Melody rice [Music] so Isaac did not Flinch this time as he had once in his youth he looked down at the box as the melody ground to a halt then simply Shrugged his shoulders and tossing the box to a dark corner of the room busyed himself with tidying up his torture tools a low rasping voice and a death with chill up Isaac's spine as he slowly turned to face at eyes wide and disbelief as he could not believe it there he was laughing Jack or at least some horribly Twisted shadowy version of himself the Clown's fiery red hair was Pitch Black

now the outrageous colors and makeup faded into monochrome his spiral red nose now shaped into a cruel Spike face the same deathly pale of Isaac's victims you you cannot be real you were just imaginary Isaac Cried Out feeling the same growing Terror that many of his victims must have felt oh I am real Isaac I always was remember best buds you and I for the rest of your life I have been waiting to play fun games with my best bud oh Isaac I have waited so long and now you are back and you have taught me such delicious games to play Jack's arm stretched once more as they had years ago to wrap around a helpless struggling feline as they wrapped around isaacville where once had been just a silly game that had gotten out of hand

there was now malicious intent the snake-like arms wrapping tight later and Tighter around Jack's former Playmate the playmate that had abandoned him the best friend that had left him to wither and shrivel up alone for years and years then come home only to ignore him a series of audible pops rang out as Isaac's ribs snapped one by one under immense pressure Jack let go and Isaac's body crumpled to the floor ragged horse breaths came from Isaac his body

broken but still alive with a wicked grin spreading across Jack's face he stepped forward out of the darkness Jack had been waiting to play for a long time and now there was nobody to interrupt them anymore so glad you have survived our horrific tale and at last come to the end but was any of it real is there any truth to the Laughing Jack urban legend there exists no historical evidence to support the existence of any of these characters but Laughing Jack's Origins come from before the dawn of modern police investigation and Reporting so who knows perhaps this is another tale mixed in with equal parts truth and equal parts lie or perhaps it's all true and laughing Jack is out there right now probably hidden in some shadowy corner of your room waiting for night to fall so he could strike out and claim one more victim as we said in our last infographics Creep Show featuring tales about Things

That Go Bump in the night some cultures take their ghosts very how she was stripped naked and beaten regularly she said once a sadistic nun grabbed her by the hair and swung her around the room she said she was starved locked in cupboards and not allowed to go to the toilet when she was led out of the temporary prison she had to stay in her soiled clothes at the age of 12 or 13 she had enough and tried to set herself on fire and although she did not manage to kill herself she was badly burned as she screamed out in pain the nuns told her she would not get to see a doctor and she was refused any kind of medicinal painkiller she was then sent to work at one of the infamous Magdalene laundries where girls stayed in a cell with a bucket for a toilet she once had to spend three days in a solitary confinement padded cell for merely being accused of stealing a candy in that cell there was no bed no light and no blankets this is what she told the New York Times when she was a middle-aged woman it was in the pet itself that it dawned on me that I would be there for life that I would be buried in a mass grave there were Whispers that went around like many others she suffered from years of PTSD and anxiety and had constant nightmares about what happened to her when she was staying with those merciful people as for rumors of a mass grave in 1993 a mass grave outside of one of the laundries was discovered and it contained the remains of 155 people the discovery happened when an order called The Sisters of Our Lady of Charity lost money on the stock exchange and had to sell some land the discovery led to a

massive Scandal and soon people who worked in those laundries or anyone who would been a allegedly taken care of by one of the Catholic orders came out and talked about the abuse they would suffered as children still some members of the Catholic Church denied any wrongdoing with two sisters formerly belonging to the laundry saying apologize for what apologize for providing a service we provided a free service for the country The Sisters of Mercy however has apologized for any abuses that took place over the decades and paid out around 140 million dollars in 2009 in compensation to the many victims that came forward other orders that were made to make payments were the Christian Brothers and the Daughters of Charity and the Sisters of Charity and the daughters of the Heart of Mary and the list goes on but as we speak groups of people who say they were abused at the hands of the Sisters of Mercy and other purported charitable orders are still trying to get some compensation for what

they went through in 2019 a group of women who as children had been shipped from the UK to Australia said they still suffered from trauma the woman said they all had to wear hearing aids because as kids they were smacked in the side of the head so off off it one woman said there were 20 nuns where she stayed and only four of them treated the girls like human beings she said to the media in the evening we had to sit on buckets to use the toilet before we went to bed with the nuns standing in the older girl standing just watching us that was Dreadful even for a little kid to sit on a bucket and have an audience none of the kids had toothbrushes and they were allowed only one shower a week which is worse than today's prisons even the most notorious places in the developed world when the girls got their periods the nuns told them that it was God's punishment and if that was showing Mercy then perhaps those nuns might have picked up a dictionary if you spend enough time on the Internet it's just a fact of life that you will see something you really wish you had not maybe it's perennial shock site Classics like two girls one cup or some of the truly horrific photos and footage of real-life death and murder floating around on the web but what if we told you there was something even worse out there an image that just by looking at it you might be driven to pain Madness or even death the that's exactly what we are here to discuss today the terrifying internet Legend of Smile Dog the photo with the power to kill smile dog is the colloquial name for a seemingly innocent image file called smile.jpg that's been floating around the internet since his earliest 1992.according to most sources because of the image's place in Internet folklore there are thousands of copycats out there none that have the Sinister and deadly power of the original from the scattered reports of the image's victims we do have a vague description it's a scan of a Polaroid photo featuring a dog that appears to be a Siberian Husky against a dark background the dog has a wide Almost Human grin with teeth that look like they simply do not belong in the creature's face worse yet in the darkened corner to the left of the dog is a red hand I would stretch towards the viewer many of the people who have actually seen the image have described the hand as beckoning as though it's calling them into the darkness of the photo some viewers have even speculated that this is the hand of the devil himself calling them down to the depths of Hell naturally as an intellectually curious viewer of the infographic show you will want to search for the cursed image and do not worry we are going to show it to you that's right the real originalsmile.jpg but before we subject you to that you have to understand what you are getting yourself into here after all if the Legends are true it might just change your life while the stories about smile.jpg have circulated the internet since the internet was a publicly available commodity the first true solid and widely available account of a person's experience with smile.jpg and Smile Dog appeared on 4chan's paranormal board in 2008 the Paranormal board is the birthplace of a number of terrifying internet urban legends and Creepypastas such as the malicious shape-shifting goat man the deadly daruma-san bath ritual and an Infamous porcelain doll with living wriggling innards a frightening tale like that of Smile Dog would be right at home on this Hub of the strange and paranormal but the story's haunting details still stick with everyone unlucky enough to read them it began with someone who was just curious not unlike you they were a young aspiring writer in college searching for interesting stories that might Inspire some exciting new fiction but they stumbled on a horror that was all too real they put out the call for people with interesting stories on the internet and got plenty of Duds you know all the stories about that time someone's weird uncle caught a big one while out fishing or a kid could swear if they saw something moving under their bed the young writer identified only as Mr L in the account was ready to throw in the towel and give up when he received a strange correspondence from a man named Terence e in the summer of 2007.according to Terence if Mr L was looking for scary stories his wife Mary had one that would beat Out All the Rest something genuinely terrifying genuinely paranormal according to Terence Mary had experienced a real encounter with the original smile.jpg image and nothing has been the same ever since it just so happened that Terence had contacted exactly the right person as Mr L had been fascinated with the concept of smile dog ever since he was in the 10th grade back in 2005.he could feel the mystery of the thing drawing him in the desire to discover what nobody else had discovered before Terence consulted Mary and she agreed to an informal interview with Mr L around a month later the couple were based in Chicago and Mr L just happened to be in the area on unrelated business everything seemed to be falling into place until Mr L actually arrived at the home when he got there eager to conduct his interview and potentially discover the truth behind all this hearsay Mary had barricaded herself in her bathroom she appeared to be having some kind of psychotic break screaming and sobbing uncontrollably like she was afraid for her very life in particular Mary was screaming about some strange nightmare she was experiencing but it was largely too incoherent to even tell what she was saying Terence tried his best to console her for Mr L's interview but it did not do any good from hours of sitting outside the bathroom and taking notes he only managed to glean the following Stone story Mary was a system operator for a small chicago-based bulletin board system back in 1992 when the internet was still in its relative infancy one day a seemingly innocent hyperlink was posted on the board system and she was one of around 400 to actually click the mysterious link and was immediately transported to smile.jpg the other people who were Exposed on that day remained Anonymous and their Fates are unknown but if Mary's accounts and the Legends are anything to go by their stories are unlikely to have had Happy Endings as Mr L pressed for further details marriage is sobbed and cried harder the woman was inconsolable and Mr L realized he would probably gotten as much as he was going to get from her Terence apologized for his wife's strange behavior and Mr L thanked him and left this may have seemed like the end of things for most people but for Mr L this was just the start the hunt was on and Mary's brief account had given him the scent he began Gathering all the information he could on the mysterious file its effects on its victims and the people it hurt but as the famous quote from German philosopher Frederick Nichi goes he he who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss the abyss also gazes into you Mr L found that information on smile.jpg was not available anywhere on major internet information sources like Wikipedia in fact he found that if anyone did attempt to add a reference to the cursed file on a Wikipedia page it would quickly be struck down by editors who is trying to keep this thing buried and why he also managed to discover a great deal more about the supposed effects of viewing the file the most common effects included on the mild end severe anxiety and persistent night terrors and on the more severe end hallucinations and temporal lobe epilepsy with seizures most commonly occurring at night naturally as with anything on the internet that can cause harm it was weaponized by trolls and Bad actors the image was often circulated on forums in the early Usenet days and was allegedly once used to flood the Forbes of humor and satire website something awful back in 2002 the result was a a number of users developing severe anxiety nightmares and epilepsy back in the mid to late 90s the image circulated as all spooky things on the internet did Back

Then by Chain email the email would disguise itself as one of the number of feel-good chain emails that did the rounds back then with the innocuous subject line smile God loves you but by the time you have opened the email and its attachment it's already too late plenty of people on the internet claim to have had experiences with smile dog but the veracity of these claims are in dispute during his investigations Mr L did notice some other Legends with Eerie commonalities to the smile.jpg tale he was investigating the most prominent was a story known as the grinning man about a person who received an email from a recently deceased friend with an image of you guessed it a grinning man however after witnessing the image and an accompanying key phrase the man's life spiraled out of control with the only way to lift the apparent curse being to pass it on from The Smiling to the horrific nightmares to the inevitable tragic end could the two things be connected there was no conclusive evidence on the matter but Mr L was sure to make a note of it for further study Mr L continued compiling research for an entire year always haunted by the cries of Mary coming through the bathroom door and the thought of that smiling Hound he discovered that many of the people who would originally claimed to see the thing had fallen off the map and that some had tried to use medication to prevent the nightmares in the epileptic fits that seemed to naturally accompany an incident with the image all it took was one look just one little look to change your life it felt like a somehow more eerily plausible version of the tape from the ring at times Mr L wondered if the whole thing was just some elaborate hoax an online inside joke and it was all on him truth be told he felt almost ready to give up when he finally got a massive break in the case an email from Mary herself explaining the whole situation Mr L eagerly opened the correspondence excited for his next lead but what he saw shook him to the core Mary explained that the image of the smile dog had haunting her in her sleep for years repeatedly saying one thing spread the word spread the word she experienced symptoms akin to sleep paralysis being frozen to the bed and unable to do anything but listen to the words of the Demonic

dog sitting in front of her spread the word spread the word she told Mr L that a week after initially seeing smile.jpg a floppy disk containing the image was mysteriously mailed to her home finally she understood much like the grinning man that Mr L had been investigating the smile dog wanted her to pass the image on and use it to inflict the curse upon authors that would be the only way to stop suffering from the symptoms herself the nightly seizures and vision she was experiencing were so horrific that she was tempted to pass it on to others and even contemplated potential options A co-worker a stranger or even her husband Terence Mary decided against it and instead hid the floppy disk away for years until she finally found a person she could potentially pass the curse on to Mr L himself however ever as she was plotting to pass on the curse to him and ruin his life she decided against it at the last minute hence her breakdown in the bathroom upon his visit realizing it's already too late for her and racked with guilt over what she almost did Mary signed off the email with a harrowing final message for Mr L stop while you are still whole later that month Mr L received another email from Terence telling him that Mary had taken her own life shortly after sending that last email to him she just could not take the suffering anymore Terence also informed Mr L that he would found and destroyed the floppy disk by setting it on fire adding that the plastic gave a snake-like hiss as it burnt and shriveled to destroying yet another copy of the cursed image once and for all Mr L was ready to hang up his hat and close the investigation into smile.jpg people had suffered and even died and just as Mary had advised him to he was going to quit while he was ahead it was a couple months later when he would almost forced the whole nasty Affair out of his mind that he saw a new email appear in his inbox with the subject line smile without thinking he clicked on it and by that point it was already too late the text in the body of the email littered with spelling and grammatical errors said I found your email address through a mailing list to your profile said you are interested in smile dog I have saw it it is not as bad as everyone says I have sent it to you here just spreading the word and the rest is spooky internet history now you have heard the story and you know all the horrors this strange little photo is said to be able to unleash maybe it's all just an urban legend a hoax or a mass hysteria after all how much damage can one picture do but hey if you want to be safe you can always send this video to a couple friends and spread the word what started as a day like any other would soon become the battle of the century and at the center of it all was a teenager named Lindsey Banks she was a relatively normal kid with a quiet life and of course she was a huge fan of the infographic show three videos fascinated her in particular namely the ones concerning three terrifying monsters created by Canadian horror artist Trevor Henderson siren head cartoon cat and long horse she would become obsessed with the characters and wanted to consume any information about them she could find things had gotten so out of hand that it was starting to affect her schooling as Lindsay sat at the work desk in her bedroom trying to make sense of the algebraic equations laid out on the page in front of her she found that she just could not hold her Focus as the hours dragged on Lindsay felt herself growing increasingly tired before she knew it she would fallen asleep on top of her homework she found herself standing in the courtyard of her High School enveloped by total darkness she attended one of the smaller Local Schools sitting out on the edge of a vast forest with practically no civilization around it was a night of Perfect Dark not a single star in the sky something was wrong terribly wrong then suddenly she heard it the rattling of Bones and soon she sought the seemingly infinite stretch of bone the endless parade of vertebrae that the monster obsessed teen knew could only belong to one creature the long horse its countless bony coils suspended in the air defying all laws of physics the creature's skeletal head bowed out of the sky to meet her Tufts of black hair flowing in the cold breeze she was frozen just staring at it as its bones clicked and clattered like cracking knuckles thanks to gaining an expertise in all things long horse from her infographic show viewing habits she knew this could only mean one thing something terrible was gonna happen soon but what the length of the long horse's neck and the sound of its clicking bones indicated some approaching tragedy but the otherwise silent Beast did not have the power to indicate any specifics moments later Lindsay woke up her algebra homework stuck to her face she looked at her alarm clock and saw to her horror that it was already past 10 AM she was late for school the details of her strange nightmare were already Fading Into The Ether as she got dressed grabbed her backpack and started running to school thankfully the building was not far from where she lived but Lindsay already feared she was in serious trouble if she only knew the full extent of that trouble when she approached her school cool everything seemed eerily quiet maybe it was the Grim feeling of last night's Visions finally Weighing on her but Lindsay felt deep in the pit of her stomach that something was different today the first confirmation of this belief came to her when she walked up the steps to the front gate and found that inside the school's main foyer all the lights were off the inside of the school was almost completely dark saved for the odd rays of light piercing Through the half-shuttered Windows was the place closed had she gotten her days mixed up a quick check of her smartphone revealed that no it was currently 10 30 a.m on a Wednesday something really was Amish here she turned on her phone's flashlight and began creeping down the Halls hoping to find some form of normalcy hidden amongst the strangeness deep down Lindsay felt terrified but tried her best to quell the worst of her assumptions she just watched too many YouTube videos monsters are not real there has to be some kind of rational explanation for this that's when she reached the door of classroom 6C where she was supposed to be taking Mr Withers algebra class at that very moment however when she opened in the door she saw that the room was totally empty that was creepy enough but what truly caught her attention was the sheen that her surroundings seemed to have under the intense beam of her phone's flashlight like everything was covered in a thin film of liquid it's shown red blood the whole classroom was covered in blood Lindsay's breath caught in her throat she was so scared that she could not even scream however as she began backing away from the bloody classroom she heard a tinny giggling echoing down the hall behind her Lindsay gulfed and turned to face in its direction her eyes widened in horror at what she saw a huge pitch black figure with skin that seemed to move and undulate like ink its long rubbery arms terminating in grasping white gloves were stretching out toward her she recognized that killer smile and huge staring eyes anywhere it was cartoon cat and he was coming right for her pushed on by a sudden intense burst of adrenaline Lindsay ran in the other direction out toward the courtyard and away from the cartoon monster chasing her had the creature taken her entire School how is this possible she knew that cartoon cat was an evil monster of pure sadism but this seemed like a step too far even for him still she did not have time to consider these questions with the monster still on her tail she could hear it giggling and its huge bloody teeth chattering right behind her Lindsay could practically feel its hands extending to grasp her when she finally breached the door out into the courtyard but she was not out of the woods just yet in fact she was quite literally in them as we mentioned earlier Lindsay's School sat on the edge of an expansive evergreen forest perhaps this would be the one place she could escape the rampaging monster that just destroyed her school Lindsay ran through the tree line and into the forest as the giggling and chattering became distant behind her she ran tears streaming down her face until there was a silence that felt closer to safety than any moment since she would woken up but it was not long until that silence was broken by something just as horrible crackling out over some old speakers 9 18 1 child 17 remove vile Lindsay would recognize that garbled electronic nonsense anywhere she turned to see it looming over her easily 40 feet tall its flesh was rotten and modeled its limbs were impossibly long and thin up above the creature's megaphone head contained sets of filthy teeth that nod and gnashed it was the one and only siren head standing right next to her naturally she screamed and started running in the other direction siren had darted through the trees after her its gnarled fingers stretched out and ready to receive its prey Lindsay kept running not knowing what else she could do the only options were to run and hope and just when she thought it could not get any worse it did cartoon cat all vicious Grins and wriggling limbs appeared amongst the trees in front of her suddenly Lindsay was trapped between two of the most terrifying monsters in the Henderson verse with no way out with siren head advancing torter from behind and cartoon cat charging in from the front all she could do was fall to her knees and try to prepare herself for whatever unthinkable fate was coming siren had reached down toward her with its terrible hands ready to strike but Lindsay never felt its hands upon her she looked up astonished and saw the wriggling arms of cartoon cats stretching out and grabbing siren head it would not be denied the prey that it felt it was rightfully owed and it was willing to fight for it immediately siren had lunged toward cartoon cat with startling speed clawing at its Inky flesh siren head was quadrupled the size of cartoon cat but cartoon cat had the edge in terms of intelligence and brutal cunning as Lindsey coward and watched in Horror cartoon cats arms and snared siren head stretching and wrapping around its body like tentacles in response siren had dug its long fingers into the inky membrane of cartoon cat's head the Ferocious pseudo feline never stopped smiling not once even when siren had tore off its head and dropped it to the ground cartoon cat's arms went limp and fell away from siren head's body as a Nerdist rope siren had shook the last of them off Victorious and turned its attention to Lindsay began backing away almost Frozen in Terror as the creature approached spitting hateful nonsense from its crackling megaphones siren head could be faster than the human eye could perceive when it wanted to but when all it had to deal with was one lowly human it could afford to take its time and Savor the fear of course as any animation Aficionado will tell you it takes a little more than a simple decapitation to keep a good cartoon down while siren head was inching toward the terrified Lindsay cartoon cat was rising up and putting its head back on as though it were little more than a hat before siren head could even realize what was going on cartoon cat left onto its back and sunk its teeth into the creature's mottled flesh the monster screamed out of its speakers trying to reach behind itself and yank the snarling cartoon monster off its back but the cartoon cat would not let go it just kept sinking its huge teeth further into the rotted body of siren head it was an Unstoppable Force going up against an immovable object both powerful flesh avatars of even greater Cosmic nightmare players each with their own terrifying Powers cartoon cat a malleable shape-shifting sadist that seems immune to all physical damage siren head a giant Lightning Fast monster that can make short work of everything from families to military squadrons they wrestled and brawled in the darkness of the forest siren heads claws digging and cartoon cat's teeth carving the one thing Lindsay knew was that regardless of which of these two Titans won neither result would be good for her that's why while the monsters fought she decided to make a final run for it she turned and sprinted out of the forest the sounds of deranged cartoon giggling and violent radio static Fading Into the distance behind her eventually she managed to escape past the tree line in the now empty school and run back to the center of town only there would she be safe though the nightmares of the horror she would witnessed would stick with her for years to come later investigations found the true scope of the tragedy that occurred that day 400 children disappeared along with over 60 teachers no suspects no Witnesses nothing only Lindsay knew the truth but who could she possibly tell her obsession with the monsters dried up after that nothing quenches a thirst for horror like encountering the real thing she never found out what transpired between cartoon cat and siren head that day who won that fight if either of them did would remain a mystery though there was one factor in all this that Lindsay could not quite Shake long horse perhaps the real winner in this whole conflict it had been him and his warning after all that it saved her life let's face it dolls are creepy unless you are a serial killer you probably would not want to spend a night in a room full of porcelain faces and beady little eyes watching you and no doll is creepier than Chucky the murderous plaything with a body count higher than some small Wars almost everyone knows the iconic red-headed Terror by name and looks alone but how many of you know who this freaky doll really is sit tight keep an eye on your toys this is Chucky 101 before he became a demonic possessed Good Guy doll Chucky was actually a flesh and blood serial killer named Charles Lee Ray also known as the Lakeshore Strangler Rey murdered a number of Innocents in the south side of Chicago including children and even stabbed a pregnant woman in the stomach while fleeing from that final crime he was abandoned by his getaway driver Eddie Caputo Rey was then chased down by Detective Mike Norris who would been pursuing him for years for his bloody crimes the two engaged in a tense firefight in the streets of downtown Chicago it was a close call but Norris was able to finally get the jump on Rey and fatally shot him inside a toy store however before Rey died he used a voodoo incantation learned from his mystical accomplice to reincarnate his soul into a nearby doll this red-haired overalls wearing little fella would continue to be the vessel for Chucky's soul for the rest of his Undead existence this toy then ended up in the hands of a six-year-old Andy Barclay who learned Chucky's true name this bound the two of them together as Chucky who's forever in want of a human vessel can only use usurp the body of the first person to learn his name over the course of his time with Andy and his mother Chucky and his new doll body tracked down and murdered all of his former Associates like his flaky getaway driver and is no longer useful Voodoo instructor as his doll body slowly became more Mortal and therefore inched closer to being a permanent residence for his soul Chucky

instead she may choose to answer the call later at an unexpected time when you may have completely forgotten about the ritual so if you attempt to summon Mary keep your guard up she may be biding her time before striking out but who is Bloody Mary exactly some believe that she is Queen Mary the first daughter of the infamous Henry VIII she was England's first queen to rule on her own without a king but she is far more famous for being a devout Catholic during the English Reformation English Protestants had splintered off from the Catholic church and Mary did not take kindly to that by the time she died from an influenza pandemic in 1558 she had executed hundreds of Protestants for refusing to recant their faith even for the normally bloodthirsty English Mary's executions were too much and often seen as being overly cruel in their methodology most people sentenced a burn at the stake were strangled before burning but Mary often refused to offer such mercy and burned men and women alive the next suspected Bloody Mary was Mary Queen of Scots this Mary lived a rather tumultuous life used as a political Pond by various men seeking the throne thanks to her legitimate claims to both the Scottish and English Thrones eventually Mary fled and sought protection from her cousin Queen Elizabeth the first but instead of finding Hospitality Mary was imprisoned for 18 years by Elizabeth eventually Mary was accused of being part of the plot to overthrow Elizabeth and she was executed but the execution would not go as planned despite attending her own execution with a dignified Grace and even a cheerful manner the Executioner made a real mess of things granting Mary far from a merciful or dignified death sentenced to have her head chopped off the first ax blow struck her in the back of the head missing the neck entirely the crowd gasped at the horror as the Executioner quickly attempted to rectify his mistake but the second swing failed to completely decapitate Mary with blood gushing everywhere the execution was forced to saw away at the sinew that still kept the head attached to the neck and eventually Mary bled to death the last Bloody Mary candidate is perhaps the most bloodthirsty and probably who the real legend is based on after all this Bloody Mary suspect more than lived up to the bloody reputation Elizabeth Bathory is considered by many to be the greatest serial killer in history known as The Blood Countess Elizabeth Bathory would routinely invite young peasant girls to her castle under the guise of caring for them peasant families would gladly send their daughters away confident in the better life that they would have learning to be servants for nobility rather than forced to back-breaking farm labor the truth however was that none of the girls would live for long bathory's cruelty knew almost no bounds and she routinely tortured the young girl she took in eventually she killed all of the young girls in the nearby Villages forcing her to look for victims further away she visited countless Horrors on her victims and was fond of taking baths and blood of the young girls believing the ACT would rejuvenate her and reverse aging it's not known how many girls Bathory killed but it's estimated to be in the hundreds which in our opinion makes her the likeliest Bloody Mary candidate of the three the real question though is if you are brave enough to try and summon her yourself tonight or maybe you did years ago thinking it was nothing more than a childhood game not realizing that Mary could simply choose to wait to answer your summons until you are no longer expecting it like perhaps the next time you wake up in the middle of the night for a quick bathroom trip Our advice do not stand Too Close to the Mirror your hands are bound together it's pitch black but every 10 seconds or so a flash of light reveals the masked faces of men they drag you into a corner you can hear the Petrified screams of your friend through the wall you have never heard him sound like that before what have they done to him another flash of light reveals cockroaches scurrying all around you they run up your legs and some of them get into the onesie you have been forced to wear suddenly a mirror is held up to your face when those lights flash you see one of the guys shaving your head another Flash and a great big tarantula is crawling over your shoulder the masked men then grab you and take you to another room where they push your head into freezing cold water you plead for them to stop to show you some mercy but you have signed up for this and there's no get out clause what we just explained to you is not an exaggeration in fact this haunted house experience can get much worse than that it is so bad that if you can actually get through enough hours of it you will be handed twenty thousand dollars there's actually a long list of thousands of people in the US in the queue waiting to experience this haunted house but we can assure you most of those that do get the full experience regret it has anyone gone back for more has anyone ever completed the experience the place we have described is called The mccamey Manor and that to most people would look like any Suburban House in the USA but this house in a now undisclosed neighborhood in the USA doubles as a kind of extreme attraction or what you might call a horror survival course when we say haunted well it's been called that but regarding horror it it's less about ghosts than it is about torture it's closer to the saw franchise than it is Paranormal Activity things do not move around by themselves in the dark if you do not count large Burly men in masks terrifying you psychologically and even roughing you up a bit we are not kidding there are pages on Facebook that criticize this outfit and say it should be illegal those detractors say the manor can cause lasting psychological damage and they state that those who do the terrifying things are sick and sadistic human beings still you will find middle-aged board accountants and young beauticians giving the Kami Manor a go they actually want to be scared out of their wits and they do not give a hoot what some other people have to say on social media the experience is no joke though that's for sure you will not even be allowed to get your foot in the door if you have not signed a 40-page waiver are 21 or at least 18 and have your parents approval you will need a doctor's letter saying you are in good physical and mental shape and you will be screened first if you do not have any medical insurance forget about it here are two very important clause is in that 40-page waiver class 20 participant agrees there is no quitting unless serious physical or psychological injury is present Clause 25 participant fully understands that many times they will be in a panic state of anxiety in which they feel that they will drown and they may die that's why it's called a survival horror challenge maybe something our dear challenge writer could do one day after all the only payment you have to make is some dog food that's right a few tins of mashed mystery meat and gristle and you are in but would you really want to get in that's the question the tour of the house lasts 8 to 10 hours yeah that's possibly a good chunk of the day with a bunch of very large seemingly angry vengeful men they want to terrorize the life out of you and you will believe they are for real these guys have practiced the art of physical and mental torture and while that torture might not be anything like what you saw in that movie called hostile it's going to be bad enough to make you want to quit in fact while your average plumber and office worker have given up after only a few minutes even cage fighters and Marines have tapped out there are other extreme haunted house experiences out there in the US but this one has a major difference in that you do not have a safe word so you can just drop out why would anyone do this you might be wondering besides trying to get that 20 000 bucks the guy behind the house has won Russ McKamey he said people do it to escape the Daily Grind of life sure some folks might be masochists but others are just hanker infers something to knock them sideways for McKamey it's theater and extreme kind of theater he's ex-navian has studied theater so he knows what he's doing he said that while he will take people to the edges of their fear and Sanity he records everything on tape and nothing they have done at the house is broken laws it's awful but lawful hmm we kind of like that tagline maybe we should get in touch with them and make a deal just watch these videos of people going through the experience and you can watch them crumble uttering words with the shaky voice you beat me I cannot do it anymore I am done I am flying home tomorrow I do not need any of this they might have been covered in insects stomped on dragged around like a doll held under dirty water and even made to eat their own vomit but they only get to stop when their torturers think they have had enough in an interview McKamey said every year it's gotten more crazy and more aggressive we would not be Infamous if we were not able to deliver the product the product he says is fear 100 unadulterated fear non-stop for as many minutes or hours as a person can take how long would you last you might first get kidnapped and soon realize the guys are not messing around they might not break your arm but they will certainly stress your body in ways that are uncomfortable for you they start with things that will psychologically stress you but then they escalate it until you are absolutely broken McKamey says no one suffers any bad injuries and it's all one big show otherwise the place would have been closed down a long time ago some people disagree with him saying that he must be a sadistic psychopath to do what he does people have even protested outside his Gates and so he's had to change his location at times it's kind of a gray area because you can see with your own eyes that people are literally scared for their lives they absolutely do get broken so you might ask if the torture is real not just a show we found one woman a U. S government logistical analyst who lasted just five minutes in the house a far cry from eight hours she actually returned again the year after to see if she could go a bit longer she got her chance and one day she went through the ordeal with a female nursing student at a young man who was hoping to become a DEA agent after a couple hours the latter two participants were asking to quit the nurse was tied up the guy was fastened in the straitjacket and both were screaming out that they would had enough they did not get what they wanted right away and faced some more agonies before they were let go when the masking tape was taken off the young man's face he was visibly traumatized and almost sobbing he said please Russ I am done the nurse was the same and through tears she exclaimed that she would never ever do that again the analyst held on for longer not only did she last longer than five minutes but she passed the four hour mark she would been force fed showered with freezing cold water dragged through the stinking sewage and had her head shaved at one point she just cried out for help and of course no one came said she was proud to last that long and she admitted that she had been pushed to her limits but she did not feel like she would been abused or tortured she even said she would give it another go if she ever got the chance in fact around 25 000 people are waiting in line to see how long they can last in this house of horrors no one and we mean no one has ever gone the full eight hours or 10 hours sweat stung Marie's eyes her drab gray dress clung to her damp and itchy skin no matter the time of year the laundry room was always humid it was Marie's job to feed the heavy damp sheets through the large hot rollers to dry them the nuns walked back and forth supervising the long rows of women washing mending and ironing each nun carried a long thick strap tied to their belt if you work too slow you got the strap the room was quiet in fact the only sounds were the clanking of Machinery rasp of scrub brushes and the hiss of steam singing or Chit Chat was not allowed the magdalins needed to work hard contemplate their sins and be penitent in order for God to forgive them a nun paused by a girl just down the row for Marie the girl was new Marie thought that girl's name was Grace but was not sure the nun said something to grace before Grace could answer a strap whistled as it flew through the air before landing with a loud crack on her arm Marie flinched she knew well that pain the last time she would been whipped her bruises had taken several days to fade Grace cried out and tried to back away down the aisle but she was trapped a second nun approached her from the other direction one of the nuns began dragging Grace by her ear toward the door she screamed for someone anyone to help her but the other women kept their eyes on their work and pretended not to hear they could not would not come to her Aid lest they be punished too in 1993 sisters of Our Lady of Charity in Dublin Ireland sold part of the land of High Park Convent to a developer for one and a half million pounds however there was an unusual provision to the sale the land contained a mass grave of 133 magdalins or women who had been institutionalized in high parks Magdalene laundry in fact High Park had been the largest such laundry in Ireland the plan was that the nuns and the developers split the costs of exhuming and cremating the bodies then the ashes would be re-buried in another Mass grave in Glasnevin Cemetery but when the project got underway the mass grave was found to have a dark secret the first Magdalene Asylum was opened in 1758 in London England by a trio of philanthropist businessmen they wanted to create a place where prostitutes could be rehabilitated in addition to attending church and learning manners the women did household chores and various crafts to contribute to the institution generally the women earned a small sum of money for their craft work the idea of Magdalene Asylum spread soon there were homes in several countries including the United States Canada and Sweden the asylums were run by several different religious organizations each group had different regulations governing its homes and experienced varying degrees in successfully rehabilitating the magdalens or penitence as they were now called over time the asylums began to function as a Penitentiary workhouse where the women were required to labor that was especially true of Ireland where after the Great Famine the Magdalene Asylum started to evolve into forced labor laundries run by four female Catholic religious orders by the late 1800s instead of just sex workers Magdalene laundries also came to house any women considered outside the bounds of regular society that meant women who had become pregnant outside of marriage women who were seen as promiscuous or Wayward Etc not only did this open up a larger labor pool for the laundries but it promoted a Catholic Viewpoint and removed undesirables from the wider populace following Irish Independence in 1922 there were 10 Magdalene laundries throughout the country run by the four orders they operated with quiet support from the state and even received lucrative laundry contracts from the Army and other government departments the judicial system even sentenced women to the laundries it would make sense that some penitents of High Park ended up buried on the convent grounds however instead of the 133 bodies the nuns claimed were buried there 155 bodies were exhumed 22 were unlisted also despite it being a criminal offense to fail to register a death which occurs on one's premises only 75 death records were found many records were missing names and the penitents were listed as Magdalene of Saint Cecilia Magdalene of Lords Etc the discovery of the extra bodies in the mass grave not to mention the shoddy records ripped open a poorly healed wound in Irish Society creating a public Scandal how could the magdalins have received proper care in these institutions yet their burial records did not even State their names survivors began coming forward telling stories of what their lives were like in the laundries it was not pretty many described harsh conditions enslavement starvation severe psychological and physical abuse the magdalene's reasons for ending up at the laundries were varied in many cases arbitrary unwedded mothers promiscuous women outspoken women women deemed too pretty orphan events women who had been sexually abused women who had broken the law and on and on all were neatly tucked away in laundries out of the view of regular Society unwed mothers were especially harshly treated in many cases the women were separated from their newborns their babies were adopted out or sent to orphanages after a short stay in the infirmary new mothers would quickly be sent back to work one woman recalled being warned by other penitents to pad her chest the nuns hated any evidence of unwed mothers and she would be singled out for punishment if she leaked milk a common problem for new mothers some mothers were punished by the nuns for begging to see their babies one last time before the child was adopted in other cases the nuns ran the orphanages industrial schools and Magdalene laundries all on the same plot of land though they lived but a few buildings away mothers were not allowed contact with their illegitimate children many survivors spoke of being held prisoner some had their names changed or were assigned and called a number when they entered the institution also the the women were forced to cut their hair and give up personal mementos their clothing was replaced with coarse drab dresses in dull colors such as gray or brown magdalins were not permitted to make friends with their comrades they were only there to work their correspondence with the outside world was limited and in some cases nuns hid or stole letters from family or sweethearts the women were made to work six days a week 52 weeks a year schedules mentioned by the survivors varied but generally they involved waking very early in the morning going to morning prayers then a quick breakfast working a 12 or 13 hour shift before dinner and having an hour or so afterwards for more prayers or quiet contemplation before lights out the dormitories had bars on the windows and the women were locked in at night when penitents were allowed outside they were confined to the grounds of the laundries by high-breaked walls topped with glass or barbed wire when women did Escape if caught they were sent back to the institution girls as young as 12 or 13 were sent to the laundries one girl was only eight when she entered some magdalenes ended up functionally illiterate because they were pulled out of school and sent to the laundries even when women were of legal age they were not allowed to leave some magdalins were poorly fed bread and water was a common diet they were kept just shy of malnourishment while the nuns allegedly ate well the laundry work was hot tedious and dangerous many survivors described being burned by steam or Hot Irons the long hours spent standing or bent over sowing caused varicose veins and lifelong back problems in young women all the while nuns would watch the women work and hit them with straps if they were too slow or made mistakes after their laundry shift the penitent might have had further chores contributing to the upkeep of the institution every moment of their waking hours the penitents were governed by the nuts verbal abuse and beatings were common many magdalins also experienced religious emotional or sexual abuse nuns shamed them for vanity being Wicked and their burgeoning bodies some penitents were made to bind their chat because they had large breasts some were made to feel useless worthless and that the world did not want them many nuns took the light in their positions of power punishing every little infraction including magdalins looking them in the eye and not showing proper Authority most penitents ended up staying at the laundry for an average of three years rules stated that a woman could only be released if someone generally a family member requested their release when the women left they were not given wages or were given an insultingly small amount of money for their years of hard labor long after they had left the laundries the memories heavily affected some magdalins many women suffered nightmares or struggled with healthy sexual relationships when they married because of ideas of Purity and sin so ingrained after the initial Scandal over the mass grave of High Park several Magdalene survivors bravely provided their testimonies for documentaries or other media this helped to alert the public about the abuses that had happened at the laundries after several years of lobbying in 2001 the Irish government knowledge that the women enslaved in Magdalen laundries were victims of abuse despite calls for a thorough investigation the Irish government refused claiming that the institutions were privately run and it would be outside the bounds of the state to probe their history completely ignoring the fact that the government repeatedly awarded lucrative contracts to laundries with no oversight of how their operations were being run furthermore it was an Open Secret that the state even used the laundries as a de facto jail or a halfway home in 2001 an advocacy group called Justice for magdalins presented its case to the United Nations Committee Against torture they claimed that the exploitation of women that took place at the Magdalene laundries amounted to human rights violations at the urging of the UN panel the Irish government finally created an inquiry into the laundries after an 18-month investigation the government issued a report that found considerable State involvement in the admission of thousands of women into the laundries the report also found that while the penitent suffered significant levels of verbal abuse there was not evidence of physical and sexual abuse some survivors felt that the report swept some of the abusive treatment they endured under the rug the nuns in the Catholic Church felt Vindicated sure maybe the institutions were overly strict but they provided a service taking in women who had nowhere else to go about two weeks after the government report was issued the government bowed to pressure from the survivors and advocacy groups and the Irish Prime Minister issued a formal State apology the government also created a 50 million pound victims compensation fund most of the laundries closed in the early 70s Irish Society was changing and new advanced in cheap technology for laundering was making institutions obsolete the last Magdalene laundry closed in 1996 it was a small institution with only 40 women the women were mainly elderly or developmentally disabled and chose to stay with the nuns despite the closing of the laundry the horrors of the Magdalene laundries will never be fully known many of the victims passed away long before any inquiries began it's estimated that some 11 000 women were confined to these institutions in the 20th century today various historical and media groups continued to collect the stories of survivors and delve into the history of the Magdalene laundries the Catholic church is adamant that it did nothing wrong and that the institutions were run as non-profits as a result the church has refused to contribute to any victim's compensation fund also the religious orders have declined to provide records in archival information for investigators and historians a young man sits in his bedroom late at night his glum face illuminated by the light of a computer screen man he feels bored he's sick and tired of scrolling through social media posts that detail his friends allegedly perfect lives he's done with politics and left and right and everything that's wrong in the real world he wants to escape and then he finds it a video written designed and produced by the infographic show it's a list of the scariest Creepypastas on the internet what will this young man learn as he's listening to this gripping list of well-told Lies he will learn that there are some other really frightening and disturbing stories out there tales that lie like bloodied broken car wrecks on the information Super Highway number 10. Jeff the Killer okay so some of you Creepy Pasta fans will be thinking come on Jeff the Killer deserves to be higher than number 10.well we do think it's good it's deranged it's creepy enough for sure but we also think there are better stories out there the rest of you will be thinking Who the hell's Jeff the Killer good question let us explain Jeff the Killer is a kid with an annoying mom who's likely got a bad case of narcissistic personality disorder Jeff has his own mental problems too and it does not take very long for the story to show them off he has a fight and you might say that Jeff goes a bit overboard with the violence thing he protects his brother from receiving a good old-fashioned beat down from some kids who live on the street Jeff's Family just moved on to Jeff is evidently a bit messed up from his mom and pop and he does not seem to have embraced the family move on top of that he keeps having these small trance-like psychosexual episodes described simply as a weird feeling he beats up those Kids on the Block while waiting at a bus stop he does this with a plum easily taking out a stereotypically cool kid fat kid and thin kid and nerdy Kid Young Jeff breaks their bones and uses a knife he's taken off one of the kids all in a morning's work in this white picket fence neighborhood Jeff's brother takes the blame for the vicious beating he gets carted off to prison and the family deals with it so well they are at a party not long after his mom is so unaffected by losing his son to prison she almost seems perverse she waltzes into Jeff's bedroom one day and announces to him that it's party time that said parties full of overbearing to Jeff alcoholic parents Jeff retreats to the Garden but does not find much solace in there since it's full of small kids one with a speech impediment believe it or not the gang that Jeff single-handedly broke the pieces shows up in the garden what ensues is an end of Once Upon a Time in Hollywood style Beatdown in which Jeff yet again proves that he's good with his hands guns are full yeah those little school kids are armed and ready to shoot parents scream and prove to be eternally ineffective

the fight's Crescendo involves implausibly flammable vodka and Jeff's space going missing the best part of the story is when Jeff pulls off the bandages and finds his faces like shiny white leather and he no longer has eyelids and then the story says Jeff said Lewis brother it's not that bad not that bad said Jeff it's perfect naturally he lets out a mad laugh at that point fast forward to the next chance Jeff gets to make use of a kitchen knife and the scene in the family bathroom Jeff's mom walks in on him and she sees her son is carved at glasgow's smile into his face he goes on a stabbing spree which ends with his brother sticking the blade into him Jeff says his tagline go to sleep that's pretty much what he will say to you just before he sticks the cold metal into your chest do stories get any better than that yeah they get a lot better number nine The Rake so Jeff the killer was a simple feel good story about a boy growing up and feeling frustrated The Rake however is out of this world World akin to something you might see in the SCP Foundation what's the rake well it's a kind of monster a monster that's occasionally spotted and either causes a person to spoil their underwear or do quite the opposite the other reaction is closer to how a person might greet a puppy dog documents that refer to this monstrous being date back to the 12th century this is one document from 1880

translated from Spanish I have experienced the greatest Terror I see his eyes when I close mine they are Hollow black they saw me and pierced me his wet hand I will not sleep his voice unintelligible text this is from 1691 he came to me in my sleep from the foot of my bed I felt a sensation he took everything we must return to England we will not return here again at the request of The Rake who is The Rake some kind of succubus Incubus and SCP that's for you to find out the rake is well written and interesting it also led to numerous theories regarding what it is number eight anore Petrova this one might not be the most horrific of stories but the concept is great hats

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