Torture.avi
| Published on Creepypasta.com | August 2012 |
|---|---|
| Length | 664 words · about 3 minutes to read |
| Story level | Short |
| Reader rating | 7.6/10 from 768 votes |
| Category | Artifacts and Objects |
I’m bawling my eyes out as I type this, locked in my closet. For those of you who think this is one of those internet ghost stories, then I envy you. After this you can just continue on with your lives, but it will catch up with you soon enough. And it’s your fault for reading this. Don’t try and stop now, it’s too late. But if you read on, you might be able to defend those around you. Get away from your loved ones. Don’t tell anybody. Embrace death.
My story (and soon to be yours) started early in the morning. I checked my mail to find bills, junk and a small package. I opened the padded envelope from the bottom and a flash drive fell out. I picked it up after it bounced on to my mat. “What’s this?” I wondered aloud as I examined it. It was a plain, black USB stick. I asked my wife in the kitchen if she has ordered anything but she was just as puzzled about the drive as me. I looked up at the clock – I was almost late for work. I put the mail on the table and dashed out the door.
When I arrived at the office, I kept wondering about what could be on the flash drive. Was it some marketing idea? A prank that just contained some stupid video? I decided to check it out once I got home. The day seemed to drag after that, as I curious to find out what was on that stick. When I finally arrived home, I found my wife’s body in bloody ribbons across the living room floor. I was about to scream hysterically, when I noticed a faint glow. I turned to see my wife’s laptop turned on with a blank screen. With tears in my eyes, I crossed the room, over the bloody mess on the floor, to the computer. I tapped the spacebar and the screen lit up. There was a file named “Torture.avi” in a folder named “Removabledisk:E”. I looked down, and sure enough the USB stick was in the USB port. Without thinking, i clicked on the file. A video automatically started playing.
A black and white video of a 7, maybe 8 year old girl in a bed. After 20 seconds or so the girl suddenly sits up in bed. Her eyes snap open, revealing wide, pea-green orbs. Her body hovers a few feet into the air, then an earth-shattering scream issues from her mouth. It sounds inhuman, not even animalistic. It is the scream of something too sinister to even register. Suddenly the scene is a street that looks familiar to me. The camera man walks down the street until he reaches a house, that also seems familiar to me. Suddenly, my heartbeat quickens. My mouth turns dry as I realize that the camera man is walking up the path to my door.
I jump as there’s a knock on my door. I look through the frosted glass and I see a dark hooded figure. Without realizing it, my legs are carrying me through my hallway. As I was locking the door of my bedroom, I heard my front door being flung off the hinges. I barricaded the door as best I could and grabbed my laptop. I climbed into this very closet and here I am.
I am about to die. I know that. I can hear whoever or whatever the thing is banging down my door right now. I just wanted to tell my story before I pass. Soon, you will receive the same flash drive. DO NOT watch it. Dispose of it. Oh God, it’s in the room. It’s in the room. It’s in the room. It’s i
Credit To: This is my first creepypasta, and yes I realize I have used the video-tape cliché but I just wanted to write SOMETHING. Please criticize on what I need to work on.
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It was good though. <3
This one was okay, but I mean if its in the room why are you typing? 1) Some computers are really loud 2) I’d be getting ready for a fight 3) Are they typing when the dude opens the closet?
Creepy dude: Time to die!
The guy: One sec let me type this crazy ending!!!!
Creepy dude: Srslly?
Off-topic comment:
That icon logo looks familiar. :)
I liked it, but I feel like you could have described the part of the wife’s death a bit better. Like a bit more of what exactly happened to her, besides the fact that she was in bloody ribbons on the floor. Also the guy felt very little emotion about his wife dying… And what exactly did the girl in the video have to do with the rest of the story? (and what was happening to her exactly) Is she the dark hooded figure that came to kill him?
The story was written nicely, but as i said, maybe add some more details next time :)
its not a usb its a flashdrive
7/10
pretty good for a first timer
Nice. A bit rushed, but nice overall. Keep it up. :)
I think it was good. Amateur but good. After a proof read or two, added and extracted details it would be a solid ten but currently I say six. Good luck on future pastas
Dont tell us its fake at the end lol it was good up until then
The beginning was creepy but then it got a little rushed plus the hooded figure could use a little more back storie
Great! Overall I enjoyed it. It was a bit short and could use a bit more detail in the beginning, maybe he sees his wife being murdered because the little girl didn’t make much sense. Over all I enjoyed it though and would be willing to read more of your work.
Actually, I think this story wasn’t rushed enough.
I mean, there is a man downstairs who is gonna kill me as soon as he reaches me, I take my laptop… OK, no, I take my phone and call the police, actually, but let’s say I take my laptop and write my story for someone, it would be more like “got a plain flashdrive in my mail this morning. When I came home after work, my wife was dead on the floor, the laptop was on and the USB drive was in, there was a video, I watched it, then a man unhinged my door, now he’s coming to kill me”.
Either that, or I agree with the killer to give me time to write down a detailed report for posterity.
But I agree, it makes no sense that a laptop distracts the narrator from his horribly dead wife.
well love it is well done but it could have been better… as many have said your wife’s death had no emotion not even a sense of being distraught… and the ending did seem rushed in a way but you did end with a bang! i left me with a little chill… over all i give it 7/10 the imagery was great though… try to give it more creativity emotion and thought next time… still goodjob love :)
I liked it ^-^
10/10 for your first time
So your wife is dead. And you go straight for the laptop
I liked it but a “hooded figure”? That’s over used. Make up something original, I like where you’re going with the story but the perpetrator isn’t too terrifying! I mean if that was me, I would have just grabbed a weapon & beat it’s head in!
This was very good:)
I enjoyed your pasta :3
What is your address? I have a flash drive I wanna send you….
The story didn’t flow well for me. :/
By the last comment, he trashed his own pasta.
THEN WHO WAS FLASH DRIVE?
You didn’t really show much emotion for your wife’s death. I thought the actually story was really good though. Little bit rushed but over all really good. Great job. :)
If the video was black and white, how did you know the color of the girl’s eyes? Also, the man didn’t seem to care about his wife’s death much.