Creepypasta: Deathnet (2024)

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Creepypastas are

horror myths and legends.

They came anything from videos to images,

to stories that are all spread and posted

all around the worldwide

web, the internet,

on message boards and websites and forums

and social media all over the place.

Creepypastas are all

usually paranormal related

in some frame or mind or another,

but they usually are there to invoke fear

and to creep you out, hence

the term creepypastas,

'cause creepypastas is there

to scare the sh*t out of you.

They can be tales of m*rder, mayhem,

paranormal encounters,

otherworldly creatures,

tales of suicide, anything like that.

Anything really grasply

and ghouley and creepy,

that usually has a form of creepypasta.

Now, creepypastas have

been around since 2010.

That's when they started

popping up online,

the tales and everything,

and became the big thing,

the creepypastas.

But these tales, they're

not really anything new.

They've been around for years and years

and hundreds of years back in folk tales,

but they're only really

being discovered now.

So these tales are only coming out now,

but they're nothing new.

Like I said, they've been around

for years and years back

in tales and tall tales

and everything, but only now

are people talking about them.

And creepypastas are bringing these things

out to the public's eye

and everyone's opening up

their eyes and seeing them now.

Oh my God.

Just got this in the mail.

If it contains what I think it does,

we may have proved an infamous

urban legend to be true.

Hey, hon, come check this out.

What is it?

You remember that old puppet show

that aired in the early

'90s here in Charlotte?

It's called Topsy Turvy Town.

You know I don't have

time to watch stupid stuff.

It wasn't stupid.

It was, all right, it was weird,

but it wasn't stupid, okay?

Anyways, so one of our

viewers sent me this tape.

One of your viewers.

Right, okay, yeah, one of my viewers

sent me this tape, all right,

and apparently it contains

a lost episode on it,

which only aired one time or never aired.

How do you lose an episode?

It's not like you

lose it, a lost episode.

It's like it's an urban

legend of a show that,

it aired like one time, or

it never aired at all, right?

So it could have some

really cool sh*t on it.

I want a divorce.

I know you do, you

always talk about that.

I wanna watch it.

Yeah, me too, let's do this.

You're stupid.

All right.

Here we go.

What do we got?

Today's episode.

Snuffy's Surprise.

You know, Snuffy,

I wish I had more friends.

I get kind of lonely sometimes.

I know what

you mean there, Lynch.

I get lonely sometimes

too, but I got you right?

You'll always have me.

And I got

someone else with me, too.

Really, who's that?

What the f*ck?

What the f*ck?

Are you, what the?

- Oh my God.

What was that?

I don't know.

Kieran, we need to call the cops.

That looked looked a little fake to me.

- All right, I'm not-

- It could be a troll.

Literally, someone just sent this to you.

What are those numbers?

Coordinates?

I mean,

possibly, we can look it up.

I have no idea, all right?

I don't know if that's real,

I don't know if it was a hoax.

We need to call the cops on 'em.

It could be anything.

At least let them see this.

I don't wanna

call the cops yet, okay?

Let's look into it first.

It, it could totally just

be somebody pulling our leg.

I don't know.

Yeah. If we call the cops and it's fake,

it's like, oh, you're a dumb

a*s, kind of thing, like.

That did not look fake to me.

No, it didn't

look fake to me either, but-

Yeah, but who would do that?

No one would do that, and

then send the evidence to us.

Three, six. Oh.

I'm telling you it's coordinates.

Why would it be coordinates?

My dad used to sail.

All right, it's showing

Newton, North Carolina.

- Told you.

- That's like, close.

Yeah.

Guys, I really just think

we should call the cops.

Right, I know you said that, but.

We don't, we really don't

even know if this is real,

so we have to figure it out.

So we're just gonna go

to some random address.

It might be fake,

and it might just lead

us to something fun.

So let's just go-

You're supposed to be on my side.

Okay, I'm sorry, Jesus Christ.

What else we gonna do today?

We should do something fun.

That sounds awesome to me.

I don't know what else to

do, I mean, coordinates.

From the tape, showed us Newton.

- All right.

- What do you think?

- All right, let's go.

- Yeah!

- Let's do it.

- Mm-hm.

All right, let's do it.

Okay, we're almost there,

and I'm just wondering,

what do you guys think is gonna happen?

I think we're gonna look for something,

but we're probably not

gonna find anything.

I think we should

have called the cops.

I think it's gonna be a joke,

and it's gonna be super funny,

and we're gonna like get

in Guinness World Record

or something.

It's gonna be so fun.

I just glad

we had something to do

instead of sitting at the house all day.

It should be right up ahead.

Yeah, I would stop right

here, I think that's it.

All right,

let's go check it out.

Ooh!

- Oh, okay yeah.

Uh, why does this-

Kind of looks like

someone was living here.

All right, well let's spread out.

I'm not going in there, there's spiders.

All right, why don't you go that way,

I'm gonna check on the

other side here, okay?

- Okay.

- All right.

I'm gonna go check out this area here.

- Come on.

- Scaredy cat.

Says you.

So we came all the

way out here to find a steal.

All right, come here.

Look, look, look, this is the thumbnail.

Hey, girls?

Yeah?

You good?

Oh my God!

What is that?

- Shut up.

- What the f*ck is that?

- Shut up.

No, I'm not joking.

What is that?

Don't touch it!

It looks like, it's

like a deer something.

A deer something, a deer what?

Like an antler?

- That is a jawbone.

- That's a human-

- Human, yeah,

did you take anatomy or something?

Like, that's not human,

that is definitely a deer.

No that's.

- Don't touch it!

- Why are you touching it?

Those are

teeth, those are teeth.

- Look, I'm calling the cops.

- Those are human teeth?

- I'm calling the cops, okay?

- No, this is a joke.

Yes, I'm gonna get you the coordinates.

That was f*ck' scary.

That was so weird!

That was so f*ck' weird.

- Yes, this one.

Hey guys, this is looking

like it's not a joke

like I thought it was.

- Her name is Sandy Porter.

If you guys catch the

guy, let us know, please.

Thank you.

Ah, okay.

- Wait, what happened?

- Uh.

- Kieran.

So, apparently they found, yeah.

What, what is it?

What are you doing with that?

How do you even have that?

We already turned that in.

This was on the back porch.

That was just on the back porch?

Now, we have to watch it.

No, this is getting too strange.

We have to watch

it, it's actually for us.

It's not just in.

It's not just random now.

All right, well.

This getting too real now, okay?

They just confirmed a body,

they just confirmed what we found.

I told you guys we

should've went to the cops

in the beginning.

- Now we got a new tape?

I don't want this.

- It looked fake.

- I don't want this.

- It's not our fault.

Fine, fine, it's fine.

- Jesus Christ.

- All right, let's watch it.

Let's see what happens.

All right, but I'm telling you,

this is not good news right now.

You didn't see anybody,

it was just a freaking tape out back?

That's it.

It's the same coordinates

that were on the last one.

What the f*ck?

Kieran, that's our pictures.

What the f*ck

are we doing on here?

- Oh my God.

- Wait, it's the same guy.

All right.

Kieran, turn it off.

Kieran, turn it off.

Coming soon?

All right, well we.

- Wait-

- Well we gotta call

the f*ck' cops now, we got

our f*cking photos on there.

What are we gonna do about that?

Wait, so what do

you think's gonna happen?

I don't know, but I really-

'Cause that's like,

we're forgetting about the fact

that your faces were on there.

We need to call the cops now.

Yeah, I'm gonna go get Kieran.

Hey guys, Coolduder here.

Today we're gonna be

talking about creepypasta.

Creepypasta has taken over

the internet by storm lately.

And basically what

creepypasta is Zaz or Zess,

hopefully I'm saying it right,

but it's known as the night demon,

and it takes your soul.

Once it consumes your soul,

it makes it look as if

you committed suicide.

So, you know, making it look like

the person committed suicide.

But the thing that's really strange is

on the person's computer

or on their cell phone

or anything thing around them,

there's things that have to do with the,

you know, the Zass or

Zass, the night demon,

the creepypasta, things have to do

with that person or around them.

And the thing that's

really strange about this,

the news and the media is

keeping all this quiet.

They're not saying much about it.

It's a real hush-hush thing.

There's very little about

it in the news media.

There's a lot more about it online.

I found a really old document,

the oldest document

that I can find online,

you know, it's related to the creepypasta.

I'm gonna read this out to you guys,

so I get all this right.

I didn't wanna say things wrong.

You know me, I'm always

mixing up words here and there

or saying things wrong.

And I get corrected all

the time in the comments,

so I wanna get this right, okay?

So here's what we got here.

He comes for you when you sleep.

He feeds on your weakness.

He wants your soul,

and he would stop at nothing to get it.

When you see the night

demon, it's too late.

He own your soul, and he

will come for you at night.

What are you doing?

What the hell are you doing?

Hey, it's just a game.

It was just a game.

It's, it's not real.

He isn't real.

I'm so scared.

It was like I was in a trance,

like he had control of my body,

but I was aware of what I was doing.

I know, it happened to

me too, but I fought it.

No, we're in control.

It's just a game.

It's just a game.

But we summoned him.

Look, we'll be fine,

it's just our mind playing tricks on us.

He's coming.

Zazan is coming.

Look, no one is coming for us.

We're going to be fine.

Look, I got in my own

head, I got freaked out.

I got too far into it.

But it's just a game.

Remember when we used to use a pencil,

back in school, when we didn't

have money for a Ouija board?

When we used to use the

glass to call people?

It's just like that.

It's not real.

Promise?

I'm so freaked out right now.

I love you.

I love you, too.

We got too far into it.

It's, it's okay.

God, I'm still shaking now.

What about Katie?

She did it first.

It was the three of us.

We need to go check on her.

Yeah, yeah, you're right.

What's wrong?

What's the matter?

You're gonna have my door down.

Is Katie in?

It's Katie in?

Yeah, she's been in the kitchen.

She's been quiet, unlike you.

Thank god, Katie.

She's gone.

How do we break this?

I said this was real.

How the hell do we fix this?

I don't know.

It's supposed to just be a game.

It's, you know, it's

supposed to summon an entity

just by saying some words.

Well, we did.

Look at Katie.

It okay, Alice.

It's all going to be okay.

We're going to be okay.

I'm going to join Katie, now.

She gave me this.

Hello?

Hey, where you at?

I thought you were coming

with me at this party tonight.

I don't know.

I still have all this homework, still.

Homework, seriously, tonight?

It's Halloween, Jesus, for Christ's sakes,

I thought you wanted to come

out and meet some of the g*ng.

My mom said if I don't

get my GPA up another point

by the end of the semester,

she's gonna cut off my school payments.

It's hard enough to pay rent.

I can't afford to pay both.

One night's not gonna

make any difference.

I'm starting to think

you don't want to make any new friends.

It looks like

it's getting pretty late.

If I go out now, I won't have time

to finish my schoolwork by tomorrow.

It sounds like another excuse to me.

Everybody's gonna be here.

That's creepy.

Are you even listening to me?

Look, I'm not making excuses.

I'll see what I can do, but no promises.

Yes, I knew you'd come around.

Did you say your brother

Todd's gonna be there too?

Yeah, he should be here any minute, why?

You're not f*ck' with me now, are you?

Huh?

I'm not falling for this again.

I didn't forget about last year.

What are you talking about?

You didn't send Todd over

here to scare me, did you?

Why would I do that?

I don't even have your new address yet.

You won't give it to me.

There's this guy, he's just watching me.

- A guy is watching you?

Like right now?

I'm in the patio right now,

and I saw this guy in the street

and I thought he was just

some dude in a costume,

but now he is getting closer

and it's kind of starting to freak me out.

What does he look like?

I don't know,

I can't see his face.

It's like covered or

shadowed out or something.

And he's just staring at you?

Yeah, it's, like, super creepy.

I think it's the soul snatcher!

What?

I know you just moved here,

so you probably haven't

heard the story yet.

What the hell are you talking about?

Exactly a hundred years ago from today,

all the city was dried up and

all the businesses were gone.

So the mayor made a deal with the devil

to rejuvenate the city.

And so now every Halloween,

the Soul Snatcher walks

among the trick or treaters

to find a victim for the trade.

How does he know

what victim to choose?

Actually, I've heard

that it's the newest person

in the town to keep the

outside influence gone

and keep the city pure.

Good thing you just moved

here for me.

That's not funny.

I'm really freaked out right now.

Oh, come on.

I'm sure it's just a neighbor kid

or something f*ck' with you.

The story's fake, obviously.

Jesus!

What happened?

I think there's some trick

or treaters at the door.

I'm gonna have to let you go

if you expect me to come out tonight.

All right, all right.

Just text me when you're on your way.

I will.

See you soon.

Hey, I love you.

Love you, too.

Bye.

On Thursday,

October 18th, 1984

at 8:30 PM Eastern, the

twelfth and final episode

of Regional Speculative

Paranormal Research Program,

Within the Gaze of the Third

Eye, aired on a PBS affiliate

that served rural, upstate New

York, hosted by Danny Dusk,

an occultist and psychic.

All footage of the program

was thought to be lost.

This was not the case, as

a fragment has been found.

Gretchen and her

husband Herd, the Winchells,

a young couple making a life altering move

from the chaos of Manhattan

to a new home in a small town

nestled in the foothills of

the Adirondack Mountains.

A chance at a simpler

life and a life removed

from the tragedy of a stillborn child.

A bucolic start for the young lovers,

lovers who could never

guess that their new home

was located within the

gaze of the third eye.

Third eye, third eye, third eye.

What's wrong?

Not happy?

No, no, no, I am.

Do you still feel

like we're running away

from our problems?

Yeah.

Hold on, I have to record this.

Do you have to do that?

Yeah, it's part of therapy, remember?

How could I could forget?

Look, sweetie, you know, you

shouldn't have to feel like-

Don't tell me how to feel.

You didn't lose a child.

Hey, he was my son too, remember?

Of course, of course.

I just meant that.

Yeah.

It's getting late.

We'll talk about this tomorrow.

Here.

I'm gonna take a shower

before I go to bed.

Awake you, awake mother.

The cosmos screams for your progeny.

Find us in the shadow of Mercury.

18 is the integer supreme.

The trio.

Mankind meets our command.

For all our brothers in all the stars.

You all right?

Gretchen, Gretchen?

You all right?

Have you been out here all this time?

Are you all right?

Honey, did you sleep out here?

Yeah, yeah I guess I did.

Okay, why don't

you take it easy today,

and I'll help you unpack some stuff

when I get home tonight after work, okay?

All right, I gotta go, running late.

I'm pregnant.

The night this program aired,

a rolling blackout plunged

much of the broadcast area

into darkness.

18 women miscarried at

local hospitals that evening

with multiple reports of the fetal remains

mysteriously vanishing.

They, they came.

Hooded beings, women and one man.

They cut my baby out and took it away.

I'm telling you, I don't know where.

Some place, some time else.

This, this was in my

bed the morning after.

No, I don't want a

sedative, I want my baby!

I, I want my baby.

18, 18 is the supreme!

Oh, ooh!

What the f*ck?

Have you ever

seen the lights go off

in someone's eyes?

The look of shock as they realize

that they're about to

take their last breath?

I have, I've seen a snuff film.

A snuff film is normally

shot by amateur filmmakers.

The video is grainy and

the camera unsteady.

The definition of a snuff film is a movie

in which a real person is

m*rder*d or commits suicide.

And the videotape itself is

commercially distributed.

The first ever snuff film in existence

is rumored to be that

of the Manson murders,

which occurred on August

8th and 9th, 1969.

It is rumored that the Manson

family used a cine camera

to film the actual murders they committed,

and soon after, copies of this circulated

on the black market, and are

still circulated to this day,

but this rumor has never been proved true.

We've all seen horror films

with people brutally m*rder*d on screen,

but these are fake.

They use actors in fake blood

to convince the audience

these look real.

But the viewers watch

safe in the knowledge

that the videos are not real.

But with the introduction

of home video in the 1980s,

there were rumors of snuff films

being circulated all across the globe.

There were many articles in the press,

but one story became myth and legend

within the horror film

community, Snuff Video Store.

The story goes that a video store owner

would rent actual snuff films to customers

from under the counter.

The demand for these was so high

that he couldn't wait for the producers,

as they were few and far between.

So he began making his own snuff films,

distributing them himself

through his store.

The video store owner knew the police

were closing in on him,

so he cut clips from

his homemade snuff films

and edited these into

horror films, family videos,

and even children's video rental tapes.

He knew the tapes would be seized,

so he sold off ex-rental copies

that contained clips and

scenes from the snuff films

he'd created, selling

them at rock bottom prices

so that his work could never be destroyed,

and his legacy would live on.

His plan was as diabolical

as it was simple,

to put the scenes into horror films

so the viewers wouldn't actually know

if they were watching a

real m*rder on videotape

or a pretend one.

And these scenes, which

feature real tortures

and murders caught on

tape sit on the shelves

of the unsuspecting horror

film collectors today.

He knew the clips within the children's

and family videos would cause a frenzy,

and these were reported to

the police and destroyed.

But can you imagine being a child,

sitting down with your

cocoa to watch a cartoon

and being forced to watch a real m*rder?

The video store owner

was eventually caught

and sentenced to life in prison,

but his master plan worked.

He'd unleashed his work

on an unsuspecting public.

Hundreds and hundreds of video clips

spliced into commercial videotapes,

all of which featured a

masked man with tattoos.

The men in the video is rumored

to be a video store owner,

though in one video clip,

it appears the mask man dies

and the torch is carried on by a woman.

But after close inspection,

it appears that the man is

k*lled using fake blood,

and the video itself is the

passing on of the torch,

but only in ritual.

It is believed that the woman in the video

was the man's wife, and it was his plan

that she continue his legacy

of distributing videos

containing real death

caught on camera.

But no videos of his wife k*lling

have ever been found by the police,

nor to this day has she been

found guilty of any crime.

She now owns a film production company

in the state of Maine, USA,

where they make TV commercials

and low budget horror films.

So the question is, do you

own an actual snuff film

in your collection?

And will you become the next victim?

Will you become the next victim?

Trick or treating

isn't just a child's game.

It doesn't stop when you grow up.

And it's not all innocent.

I knew it.

It's gotta work.

As the name implies,

you are asking for two

things, trick or treat.

Trick or treat.

Trick or treat.

It's not fair, it's not f*cking fair!

As with all magical holidays,

the missing step is always the same.

We forget to believe.

Trick or treat.

Oh.

Yeah.

Oh man.

All right, come on, man,

give me something good.

Gimme something good, okay.

Oh, give me something good, man.

Something nice.

Something shiny.

Trick or treat.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ow, ow,

Oh.

Oh, man.

Man, I can do this all night.

Trick.

Come on, come on, come on.

Pick up, pick up.

Don't open it.

Whatever you do, don't open it.

You open it, sound is its weakness.

And don't come home, it's not safe.

Ah!

Here you go.

I didn't order that.

I know.

Well, you've been here for three hours

and didn't get any anything yet.

And it's a little weird, but,

so this one's on the house.

Thank you, I'm sorry.

I meant to order something,

but I just got wrapped up.

It's totally fine.

I don't know if you noticed,

it's kind of dead right now,

so it's okay.

- Thank you.

- Of course.

Are you okay?

Hey dude.

Hey man, what's up?

We still on for Matt's surprise party?

Matt?

Oh, oh f*ck.

Um, sorry, I just, I just got home.

Dude, what?

This is your idea in the

first place and you forgot?

Anyway, look, none of

us can get ahold of him,

so do us all a favor and get

his out of his apartment.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Hey, who's that?

Don't open it,

whatever you do, don't open it!

If you open it, sound is its weakness.

And don't come home, it's not safe, ah!

No, no, no!

Come on, f*cking play, please!

T, are you listening to this?

Look, Johnson's head's in the clouds.

No one can maintain 7%

growth year on year.

It's not sustainable.

Johnson's a space case,

but it doesn't change the fact

that last year was six nine,

the year before was six eight.

Yeah buddy, but the last

two years, that's not seven.

It's not the

end of the world either.

Beer,

Rough night?

Rough life.

It gets better.

Or so I've heard.

I don't need your

empty platitudes, okay?

So take your pop psychology,

motivational poster bullshit

somewhere else.

I was just trying to be nice.

Smooth move, Romeo.

She'll get over it.

Maybe it's none of my business,

but I just think maybe-

Look, take the hint.

I don't wanna talk, I don't wanna be pals.

I want to have my beer in peace, capisce?

Fine.

Enjoy.

Let's just turn that off.

I thought I did.

What?

I didn't install anything.

I didn't either.

You too?

Probably a virus.

Don't even open it, just delete it.

And how would you do that?

Lemme see.

There you go, my lady.

Spooky app all gone.

Okay, this is really

starting to creep me out.

Uh, Jocelyn, look.

Why did you open it?

- Check yours.

- No.

Just do it.

I really hope this is a joke.

Probably nothing.

Hey Mario, can I see your phone?

Right here.

Hey buddy, did you get this too?

I got mine a long time ago.

What's wrong with it?

Because I'm special.

What's in the bag?

Hey as*h*le, don't ignore me.

What's in the bag?

Nothin' personal.

We need to talk.

Why aren't you in the morgue?

I guess we're both special.

Hey, I'm not done talking to you!

Who the f*ck do you think you are?

I just watched my best

friend die, I wanna know why!

You wouldn't understand.

Try me.

There's a bug in the code,

and I'm trying to fix it.

What code?

The app.

Bullshit, it's just an app.

That's what they want us to think.

I saw them too.

Who are they?

I don't know who they are.

When they gave me the code,

I didn't know what it did.

When I finally figured

it out, it was too late.

The damage was already done.

I've created something

that I can't control,

and I can't stop.

It doesn't matter what I

try, every test has failed.

Nothin' personal.

Why didn't your test work on me?

Why am I still here?

If I knew the answer to that,

I wouldn't be here, and neither would you.

I used to care.

I really did.

Now, I just want it all to end,

and it doesn't matter who

gets hurt along the way.

Yes, it does.

I hope you like company,

cause it looks like

we're gonna be together for a while.

But the last two years, it's not seven.

It's probably nothing.

Come on, Mom, I'm fine.

I'm not a 14-year-old anymore.

It simply came to a very easy end.

Yes, Mom yes.

You are always right.

What?

No, Nigel was an idiot.

I gave him enough chances and in the end,

he turned out to be really creepy.

All right Mom, well look,

I've got to get up early tomorrow,

so we'll speak then, okay?

Okay then, speak to you tomorrow, Mom.

Bye.