Faucet
You’re home alone. It is a stormy night and the power went out. You hear strange noises coming from upstairs. Drip, drip, drip. ‘Probably just the faucet’, you think. Drip, drip, drip. There it goes again. You run up the stairs and turn the faucet completely off. You walk back downstairs and sit on the couch waiting for the storm to pass over. Your phone loudly vibrates beside you and you receive a message from an unknown number. ‘Drip, drip, drip’, your phone reads. Scared, you reply, ‘Who are you?’ with no answer. You hear it again. Drip, drip, drip. You run upstairs and turn the faucet off. You then receive another text, ‘Drip, drip, drip’. By this point, you are confused and scared. You run downstairs, curl up on the sofa in fear and call the number. Ring…ring…ring… It answers. “WHO ARE YOU?” you ask.
And you hear it through the phone:
Drip, drip, drip.
Credit To: Jordan
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WHAT ARE YOU?!
drip drip drip
drop drop drop
T-the f-faucet, it’s evil…*Knock on door* “SAVE ME!!”
I thought of some really good prank caller/jackals lol
A bit cliche, but probably could’ve had more potential if you had just put more thought into it. It’s too damn short.
That was so fucking terrifying!!! I’m sobbing right now
I don’t have an upstairs, which makes it creepier that I am hearing a dripping noise from my nonexistent upstairs.
I hate second person stories.
He was trying to answer the phone. His name is Drip.
I don’t have an upstairs, which makes it even creepier to discover that there is a dripping noise coming from my nonexistent upstairs.
This is amateur. Not awful. It has potential but you need to elaborate. 2/10
This is the scariest thing i’ve ever read.
jk.
:3
I agree. A water bill that high would be terrifying.