Reddit Collection (Fresh-Short #9) by DeYtH Banger (e book reader pdf .txt) 📖

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A few weeks after the company entered the village, the locals had noticed a variety of bizarre incidents. At first it was just benign stuff like “vanishing” pieces of wood and tarp from peoples’ sheds, but over the following two months, people realized that valuable items were being stolen from their homes—one man claimed that his family heirloom, a hand-made ceremonial halberd (sort of like a traditional Swiss war axe) had disappeared from above his fireplace mantle. The culmination of all of these incidents was when a village child went missing.

Of course many assumed that the child’s disappearance, although tragic and disconcerting, could be attributed to something as simple as the boy falling into a snowdrift while playing outside or possibly being attacked and killed by a wolf or other predatory animal.

 

But there wasn’t only one child that disappeared. There were several.

The villager who entered the bar who looked especially upset? That was the father of two young boys who had gone missing two days before. He had searched everywhere for them, even rounded up a posse of his fellow townspeople to join the effort, but they couldn’t find a single clue as to what had happened to the children.

The Captain told the villagers that he would continue to look into the matter, and that he would begin sending some of his men to patrol the streets each night looking for whoever (or whatever) was the culprit behind all the strange thefts and abductions.

 

Later that night, Private Reginald disappeared from the barracks.

 

Disappearing children was one thing, but a grown man? It seemed unlikely that an animal (even a wolf) could have taken down a healthy full-grown man on its own. Naturally, rumors began to surface that there was some sort of monster living in the mountains that came down at night to feast on the occupants of the village.

Despite the nightly patrols ordered by the Captain, the disappearances kept occurring. Reginald was the only adult victim of whatever was preying on the village, the rest of the victims were all young kids between the ages of five and ten.

 

All in all, including the original three kids who had gone missing, seven children vanished from the town.

Many people in my grandpa's company were growing suspicious. One explanation that got passed around was that impoverished villagers were actually selling their own children to human traffickers for extra cash. But even that didn’t make sense because the roads into and out of the town were still blocked by snow.

 

Three more weeks passed without incident, at this point it was early spring and the snow was starting to thaw. That night, coincidentally when my grandpa was on patrol with several other soldiers, they discovered what was behind the children’s and Reginald’s disappearances…

 

It was sometime past midnight when my grandpa and his comrades noticed a figure peering through the bedroom window of one of the villagers’ houses. My grandpa was at the opposite end of the street, so at first the figure looking through the window didn’t see the patrol. My grandpa and the other soldiers yelled at the prowler, and it immediately tore itself away from the window and began running away. Everyone in the patrol was certain that this was what was behind the disappearances and break-ins. They ran as fast as they could in pursuit, through the melting snow and ice in the dead of night screaming at whatever it was to stop. They kept running and running, and soon they found themselves on the outskirts of the village, where the snow was still fairly deep. The figure “jumped into the ground,” it looked like it had vanished into thin air at first, but as the patrol grew closer, they realized that the prowler had actually just jumped into a “cave” that had been hollowed out in the side of a snowdrift.

 

Just as the soldiers began yelling into the cave for the figure to come out and show itself, several gun shots exploded out of the entrance to the snow cave. Without thinking, my grandpa and the rest of the patrol shouldered their weapons and all began firing into the hole.

 

Silence.

 

They waited for what seemed like hours, but was really just a couple of minutes. One incredibly brave member of the patrol volunteered to climb into the cave and investigate, he drew his pistol, kneeled down and crawled into the cave. Several seconds later, he emerged with a completely horrified expression on his face.

My grandpa took out his flashlight and shined it into the cave, when he saw the gruesome explanation behind the strange occurrences in the town.

 

The “figure” that they had been chasing was Reginald, the private who had “gone missing” weeks before. They had shot Reginald right through the heart.

 

The cave was not only occupied by Reginald, but also the bodies of seven partially eaten children.

Either due to the stress of being snowed in all winter, living in near constant darkness or some sort of terrible mental issue, Reginald had gone completely insane and had begun breaking into the villagers’ houses, and snatching their children from their homes in the middle of the night. He had used the halberd that had been reported missing to dismember the bodies after he slit the children’s throats and hid them in the cave he carved into the snowdrift.

 

TL;DR: My grandpa was stationed in the Swiss Alps during WWII, got snowed in in a remote village. Kids began disappearing from the village. Turns out one of the soldiers that had “gone missing“ from his company actually was abducting the children and cannibalizing them in a hidden snow cave that he had constructed on the outskirts of the town.

 

 

Chatroulette

 by  kdu3142

 

 

From time to time I find myself killing some time on Chatroulette. It is not something I do because I extremely enjoy to, but because It's the only way I can find to socialize with people without leaving the comfort of my home. I have a roommate, a really cool guy, But unfortunately his mom is very sick, so he's visiting his family for the next couple months.

 

One day, after getting back home, I sat down on my bed and opened up my laptop so I could browse the web a little. Didn't take long until I was, once again, on Chatroulette trying to filter all those pervs so I could have a decent conversation with someone. That's when this girl appeared on my screen. She looked like she was crying, but she had her hand on her mouth, trying to keep herself from making any noise. I was about to skip her, I imagined I was about to be pranked and end up on some youtube video, but she started typing. -Please, please help

 

I asked her what was happening. She quickly replied that she needed me to call 911 for her, she had entered her house to find that someone had broken in. She slowly backed away and hid inside her closet. She tried calling 911 herself but her phone was dead, so she grabbed her laptop, which was in her backpack and the first page that opened was from Chatroulette and I was the person that she connected to. I didn't know what to do, I could be the victim of a prank, but what if this girl really needed my help? I decided to call 911, but before anything I asked her for her name and address. She said her Name was Linda, while she was typing her address I was already unlocking my phone so I could call 911, and then, she pressed enter. My eyes started watering. the address she had sent me was MY address.

 

I felt a chill running down my spine, I felt weak and accidentally dropped my phone. Words cannot describe what I felt when the sound of my phone smashing against the floor, came from the speakers of my laptop. I just stood there, looking at her. She was begging for me to call them. About 2 or 3 minutes later I decided I had to do something about this.I moved towards my closet, carrying my laptop on my hand. When I opened it, nothing was there, but the girl was still on the webcam, crying. I went to my roommate's room. I could hear my footsteps coming from the laptop. I decided this was it, I ran straight to it and opened it in one quick move.A scream came from inside the closet. I kept my eyes on the girl at all times, but when I opened the door a glare blocked the view and she disconnected. There was nothing inside the closet.

 

I ran out of there in the same instant.I ran as far as I could. I felt like there was something chasing me. I kept hearing that same scream on my head over and over, I was getting fatigued but I couldn't stop.... I wouldn't stop

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What the Animals See

 

Ever notice how in scary stories, animals can sense spirits that you (humans) can't?

Ever notice how the spirits are supposed to move incredibly fast?

Scientists say dogs (and some other animals) can't watch TV because their eyes are more efficient than ours, and all they see on the TV is one picture or just static.

Basically, videos are made up of pictures running at a high rate of speed, right? It would be like if I sped a video up 100x, all you would see is static, right? Same with dogs. Now, what if spirits aren't transparent? They're completely visible, but they move too fast for us to see, that might be why animals see them and we can't. That would explain the shadows you sometimes see out of the