The Blind Man’s Favor
In Berlin, after World War II, money was short, supplies were tight, and it seemed like everyone was hungry. At that time, people were telling the tale of a young woman who saw a blind man picking his way through a crowd. The two started to talk. The man asked her for a favor: could she deliver the letter to the address on the envelope? Well, it was on her way home, so she agreed.
She started out to deliver the message, when she turned around to see if there was anything else the blind man needed. But she spotted him hurrying through the crowd without his smoked glasses or white cane. She went to the police, who raided the address on the envelope, where they found heaps of human flesh for sale.
And what was in the envelope? “This is the last one I am sending you today.”
That was a good one.
Damn! You ruined the surprise.
Old School Creepypasta.
Anyone want to explain this one to me?
ditto
Smart, and creepy. This is even creepier because of the fact that i’m alone in my house, it’s raining, it’s 1am, and I’m listening to “One of These Days” and Grindcore metal.
Good one, such stories were also said of post-war Japan with the Yakuza running human flesh markets.
Very good story!
idk wat the hell that meant.
not scared until someone explains that to me.
Explanation- “This is the last one I am sending you today.” The note is talking about the woman. Food shortage means no normal foods we eat. Apparently someone was resorting to cannibalism, and the old “blind” (he wasn’t really blind) man was helping to get people to go to them.
@Hot Sauce
The man isn’t blind. He asked her to send the letter so that the people in the address can kill her and offer her for sale as food. The letter was a trick to make people go there. The woman found out that he wasn’t blind, so she called the cops, they discovered heaps of human flesh for sale. They sell humans because “it seemed like everyone was hungry.”
Anything else you can’t understand?
This one actually took me a while to get. It was pretty good but no bri/x/ were shat.
this was good pasta
Apparently this one is true. read it in a history book.
eeeeeeeeeew this is true
i will never help any one ever again
http://www.sjc.com/manbeef/index.html
o_O
ohhh my gosh.
never helping a blind guy ever again. I’ll just punch him in the kidneys.
The basic story here (stranger asks person to deliver letter, letter turns out to be a request to get the messenger killed/devoured, letter gets intercepted and protagonist is saved) is one that shows up in folktales from all over. In Japan it’s usually a kappa or a water spirit sending a meal to a relative in another pond, who then gets tricked into giving up some magical treasure. VERY OLD CREEPYPASTA.
Eck gads. That’s just seven different kinds of creepy. x_X
I remember reading this (albiet a better written version) in Horrible Histories.
Still damn good either way, if a bit short.
This was good because it seemed like it coud’ve happened. Food was scarce, after all.
AHAH now i get it. Short and sweet! it’s good!
Sweet googly moogly!