WHAT IS AN URBAN LEGEND?

SO, WHAT IS AN URBAN LEGEND?

Ok so just start with the basis. Well unless you are living in a rabbit hole chewing roots all day, you may not know about Urban Legends. Well they were the trend, a part of the pop culture. And if you ain't knowing it, you may need to update yourself.

So urban legends is also called as an urban myth, an urban tale , and urban myth or just a contemporary legend that comes out of nowhere and spread like wildfire even though no one knows whether it is true or not. Just like your nana tells you there are trillions of spiders in that cookie box just to make you stop eating her favorite butter cookies, our your dad tell you there were a black monster under the bed so that you will not disturb his midnight date with mom.

Urban legends come in all sorts, whether it is humorous, horror, or just straight up spooky that will send you eyes wide for the whole night. Humorous legends were mostly jokes that some people took it serious, such as don't swallow a gum, if you did, it will stay undigested in your stomach for years. Some were about crocodiles in American's sewer while some were about if you open your mouth while you are sleeping, you will eat at least 8 spiders a night, and that legend send people all around the world masking tape their mouth while sleeping before it is prove hoax a few years later. Some were straight up stupid and terrible like if you burp indoors, the phantom of George Washington will haunt you. What? That is just straight up terrible; imagine how many people will be hunt each day and what's the sin to burp indoors? But anyways, I am not taking any chance.

But some were chilly spooky, horror tales from across the globe. Some were about serial killers such as the Killer at the backseat, which makes me look at my backseat twice every time I drive. While some were famous folklore such as the slit mouth woman from Japan which shook the world where she roam in the forest, asking passersby questions about her beauty, and choose your answer wisely, or you will end up being slashed a few time in your face, body and torso. Some were about supernatural such as the black eyed child as well as the Bunnyman. These stories will definitely make your spine tickles. But not all urban legends are about legends and myth as well as folklore; some were about stories of celebrities that were actually dead but were replaced or the opposite. One of the most famous among this type of legend was PID or Paul Is Dead. Unless you got a very bad taste of music or just way too young, Paul is the member of the famous 1900's band from England, known as the Beatles. One day, rumors began to spread about Paul is already dead in a car accident and to prevent the band from dying away, the decided to replace him with someone who looks and sound similar to him. The news was gigantic and shook the fans. Proofs began to poop out day by day, more and more but all came to a brake when the DNA test came that the Paul was actually OG and there is no swiping. But till this day, some people still believes this myth, claiming the test was a hoax, thus making it a well-known urban legend from the 19's.

There were also urban legends as well as myths about secret organization and foundation. And of them is the SCP foundation, if you like reality benders and extraterrestrial beings as well as dangerous entities, you should check it out. Some were about underground organization that controls the world and what we seen is just what they want us to see. Some people claims that our world is actually being controlled by them, those politician fights, riot and crowd fights, Olympics winners, Geohazard disasters were actually just their plan, their game.

Well why, urban legends can spread so fast and so famous, this is due to the people. We people are known as herd or flock, we were sheep and we will only hear what we've been told from powerful people, politicians as well as media social. We will believe everything they've told because they were the shepherd and we are only the sheep. In other words, we are easily disturbed by the people who have money, fame as well as influence. We believe what we've been told, and did not spare time checking whether it is true or not. If one day, a group of famous politicians, or well experienced scientist said that the apocalypse is near will you choose to believe it? Well yes, why? Because we are just flocks, we are just herds, and this is our fate, born to listen to the powerful, the rich, and the influence. Thus these conspiracy theories as well as myths and urban legends are born. But not all urban legends were fake, some were true stories that happened and throughout circulation among people, it tends to change bit by bit until it becomes the version you heard this day. But don't let your guard down, maybe there was a monster under your bed, ready to strike; a killer in the backseat, with a knife; a woman at your window, who looks like a silted mouth widow....

Soooo without too much nonsense, here are some famous urban legends that I hope all ya lads will like.

HORRORS OF THE WESTLAND

Here we've all sorts of freaky urban legends that emerged out from the western nation. From bunny man to the legendary monsters stitched using words and letters by Canadian horror artist, Trevor Henderson. Get ready to stay up all night with fright…..

CARTOON CAT

Cartoon Cat is a hostile cryptid and an urban legend created by Canadian horror artist, Trevor Henderson. He is a giant feline creature who resembles a 1930s era cartoon cat, hence his name

The predecessor image of Cartoon Cat was posted online by Trevor Henderson on August 4, 2018. In the photograph, a large creature resembling a black-and-white rubberhose cartoon creature sits in an abandoned building, leering at the camera from around a doorframe. The creature is similar to Cartoon Cat- jet black, huge eyes, crooked teeth, and noodly limbs ending in white-gloved hands- but its head is more dog-like or mouse-like in shape. The image was captioned "they're just like your favorite cartoon", suggesting this is just one many monsters similar to Cartoon Cat, or perhaps an alternate form. Later on August 10, a second photograph was released, with the caption "What they found in the dirt mall". The photograph was of an abandoned shopping mall with a full-body view of Cartoon Cat walking towards the camera with a malicious, wide-eyed grin. This is the first image of Cartoon Cat in his more recognizable form, with a round head and pointed ears, though he has no visible tail nor feet of any kind, with his legs ending in blunt points.

Five days later on August 15, a third picture was posted of the Cartoon Cat captioned "all the classics are coming back", featuring Cartoon Cat standing in the middle of a crossroad at night. The photo appears to be taken from inside a car, with the headlights being the only source of light shining upon Cartoon Cat, though only illuminating his arms and legs due to Cartoon Cat's height. This is the only photo thus far where Cartoon Cat has visible "feet" (consisting of simple ovoids with no toes) and a long, hose-like neck stretching down to the ground, with his head slithering off towards the side of the car, appearing to has either extremely dilated pupils or possibly hollow eye sockets.

On August 22, a fourth picture was posted captioned "For you, anon." This was another full-body view of Cartoon Cat, standing in front of an abandoned building, its whole body bending and swaying with its mouth wide open. Once again his feet are missing.

On September 26, a very unnerving picture of the creature was released, showing Cartoon Cat standing in what looks like someone's house. Here he is much smaller than his previous photos (albeit still taller than a person), with much larger teeth and large, diseased-looking lips and gums. On October 10, the "Cartoon Cat Fact Sheet" was posted, showing a close-up of Cartoon Cat reaching towards the viewer, with a massive grin full of yellow teeth dripping with blood, suggesting he has either eaten someone or is clenching his jaw so tight his gums are bleeding. Beneath his profile picture is some text, though most of it is covered up with black bars labelled "REDACTED". Some of the less-obscured text reads "often found in (redacted) abandoned (redacted)", "(redacted) show from 1939", "Incredibly cruel", and "is thought to be (redacted)". This suggests that Cartoon Cat is based on, or possibly original from, an old cartoon from 1939.

Further information can be uncovered on Trevor's responses to people's questions on his Tumblr. In these, Trevor states Cartoon Cat is the most dangerous monster in his collection, most likely excluding the Giants. He also states Cartoon Cat is so dangerous; other monsters avoid the dirt mall it sometimes resides in, "if they know what's good for them." When asked why he is so dangerous, Trevor simply responded: "unchecked limitations."

However, another one of Trevor's creations, the Man with the Upside-Down Face was shown to be much worse than Cartoon Cat, as the Man with the Upside-Down Face has indirectly caused mass murder along with committing much more heinous crimes than Cartoon Cat. While Cartoon Cat only attacks and/or kidnaps people when they are in/around his lair and, if his backstory of being an abandoned 1939 cartoon is true, attacks people for revenge, the Man with the Upside-Down Face affects people for his own sickening pleasure, feeding off of the negative emotions from those who had unfortunate tragedies, big or small, making him more evil in terms of his actions. Cartoon Cat has also not been shown to have killed people (albeit, he may have caused some harm, but that is completely debatable as the mythos lack a potential storyline) while the Man with the Upside-Down Face has indirectly committed mass murder.

The latest pictures of Cartoon Cat have revealed much more information on the monster. A photo was posted showing what seems to be an angry looking Cartoon Cat, but brightening the image reveals an unusual thick, almost blocky body, with only Cartoon Cat's face and arm being recognizable. His latest image shows his regular look, expect for the fact that he has five eyes, while yet another illustration of him displays his face having only two very realistic-looking eyes.

These images and inconsistencies in Cartoon Cat's appearance and his size such as his feet repeatedly changing from points into those resembling shoes and his size that ranges from towering over a stop sign to being only slightly taller than a person seemingly imply that like an actual rubberhose 30s cartoon, Cartoon Cat can change his form, size and body at will, stretching, adding, changing and increasing the size of his body parts on a whim, which could explain why he is so dreaded even among other monsters: he doesn't obey traditional laws of life, he's "malleable", acting like a shapeshifting cartoon except much more evil and sinister, possibly hurting and taking other beings for fun (if not, then driven out of anger or some possible hunger instincts). If his backstory is true, then it is possible Cartoon Cat attacks people for revenge (if not, then he might possibly be defending his own lair when people are in or around it). Regardless, Cartoon Cat's personality or crimes have not been made clear and it's likely possible he is not as bad as the Man with the Upside-Down Face, despite the fact that Cartoon Cat is very dangerous.

Trevor has revealed that Cartoon Cat and any other cartoon monsters can take the exaggerated form of almost any animal, but since dogs, mice and cats are generally the animals that come to mind when cartoons come to mind, those are the forms they are "most likely to latch on and form into." If the majority of the population focuses on a specific character for a cartoon, Cartoon Cat can possibly take their form. Based on this, we can assume that Cartoon Cat's current form was taken after a character from some old show in 1939 that was later abandoned. In short, Cartoon Cat is most likely some sort of cosmic entity that took the form of a 1939 cartoon in order to possibly torment humanity, however, this theory is not confirmed yet.

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Sam was in panic. He never imagined meeting face to face with the legendary long horse. The bony neck of long horse is so long, long enough to make Sam toss and turn all night long. He never expected himself to be shaking in fear with beads of cold sweat rolling from his nose bridge and down to his shaking lips, muttering something uncontrobally. He can't sleep, every time he closes his eyes that grin, twisted smile will appear, following the scream of his two friends, he could fell that he was at that mall once again, and this time there is no way out. Each time, the face appears closer, darker, clearer and sinister. Suddenly out of the cold, a beep pierced through the silence of the pitch black room. Sam turned his head toward the electronic clock on the study table. 3:00AM. He closed his eyes and prayed, hoping this moment will never come, but it is coming, he could fell it deep down in his bones. As the white plastic door creak open, a disgusting broad smile appeared, showing of its large teeth filled with blood and gum. Sam did not scream of shout, his fate has been seized. As the elongated hands stretched toward and catch him, he did not struggle or escape, he did not even make a peep, and he closed his eyes calmly, accepting his fate.

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It was a celebration for the fans. Sam's, Jessica's and Ben's YouTube channel has reached 1 thousand subscribers. It was great news for the trio. They had made a profit and had become quite famous due to their channel: "SEARCHING AND EXPLORING THE SUPERNATURAL". Their videos were great, focusing on exploring so call haunted and dangerous places. It was not easy to film videos like this, they need to be brave and bold with strong will as well as having chance and risk of getting caught or enrolled in a sticky situation, just like once they fell into a pit at an abandoned concert hall and they stayed there for almost two days until they were discovered by the guards. But the good thing was their hard work paid off quite quickly and now their fans were waiting anxiously for their 1k subscriber special video, the fans were expecting something and the trio cannot let them down. They started to list out some locations, some fun and exciting one.

The haunted hospital? Nah, too old and classic. The abandoned school? Too far away. The haunted mansion? Had been demolished. The shabby local public toilet? Too small and gross. After some fierce argument, they decided to pay a visit to a local abandoned mall. A mall which was once a great big one. They've heard about the mall's black shadow and eerie jukebox sound, which will definitely spice up their video and add some salt to their topic. Their viewer will be very happy about their decision. But one of the trio was worried and deep down feeling uneasy about something, because after a quick surf from the internet, he noticed that no one ever get out there alive, not even the guards. Many YouTubers like them decided to record videos about the mall but their videos were never uploaded, whether it is just pure coincidence or they just didn't make it back.

The only survivor was an electrician; he entered the mall on 1998 somewhere around August due to locals complaining about strange eerie music as well as screams and shouts coming from the mall. Authorities claims that it was the speaker's old speaker trip wiring, so they send an electrician, Mike Lassy, a 26 year old junior, and the one with the wits to enter the demon's den: Hell. He did not realize what was lurking in there until he step foot into the mall. Since them he was never discovered or heard. 2 cops entered the mall for search and rescue but they too, did not return. The case was soon getting so abnormal that the authorities were forced to slam shut the mall. Soon time heals the wounds, fade the scars and the news as well as some conspiracy theories were soon gone with the wind, but what follows was disaster. After 5 years in the year 2003, Mike was seeing running out from the mall's basement car park. He was badly hurt but he was ok, the police asked him about the details but he was mentally unstable due to some shock or horror or even torture he experienced during his 5 years' time in the mall. The next day, he disappeared there was no clue, no trace, like he does not even exist. Like ha was disintegrated out of the thin air and to the atmosphere.

They tell their fans about their idea and the reaction was huge. Fans were pumping excited for their special video but some were much more concern about their safety. There was no turning back now, the decision has been made and it will be a heavenly sin if they make a sudden U-turn. They decided to explore on a very "Lucky" date, the Friday of May: Friday the 13th .Soon it is Friday and the big day has eventually come. The trio packed their backpacks with some necessary items such as torches, bottled of waters, some packet biscuits and energy bars, a first aid kit in case of emergency as well as Ben grandma's old juke box in case the eerie music did not appear during their mall. Sam packed his dad's old revolver in case something bad happens, being the most cautious one among the trio, Sam also brings along a holy cross as well as a blessed holy water in case the myth was true and they will be facing against a demonic beast. Who knows what will happen?

They took a public bus to the mall's nearby town, where they had their breakfast too went toward the mall by foot. Soon they arrived at the abandoned mall. The mall was shabby looking and looks like it was going to collapse any second later. The weather was cloudy and windy, adding some gloomy effects towards the video. The trio took out their equipment and start recording. Sam even print out a copy of the mall in case they get lost, he even planned an escape routine if something bad happens. Sam decided to film the outer area of the mall first as an introduction and the gang agreed as Ben set up the tools and started filming with Jessica doing the talk and Sam doing the effects, it is always that way and it suits them the best.

They scout around the surroundings of the mall. The design of the mall was old, like from the 19s, the walls were built by concrete and were painted in white; some paints were worn off showing the dark red bricks inside while some contains various grafities on it. The mall was not over 100 meter in length and is only 30 meter wide, the mall was long and according to the old map that was pasted around the mall, the shops were arranged in a straight row, each row containing 20 shops and there were 2 floors. Various posters were pasted on the wall, talking about discounts, offers as well as mega sales, they looked at one of them and found it normal, just a normal poster from the 19s with an eerie cartoon cat kind of mascot on it, but what they didn't realize was the date of the sale was the 13th May of 2016, today. After walking aimlessly and taking a few videos as well as some shots, the return back to the main entrance for the main course, their main event, their main game.

The approached the entrance of the mall. Signs and warnings were posted on the heavy iron door. These signs were quite common for the trio like what they've had encounter before. "Stay Away", "Danger", "Keep Away", "No Trespassing" signs were pasted full on the metal door, some were worn of due to the time and the rain while some were perfectly still. The metal door was locked with a heavy rusty metal chain guarded with a big rusty lock. Sam picked the lock with an iron pin and other tools, he learned this technique online so that the can enter places they want to film easily, even there were locks guarding the door. After a few moments the lock twisted and with a crack, it unlocked its jaw. Sam never expected the look to be in such a bad shape as the lock was extremely rusty and in bad shape as if it will crumble on the tip of your finger. Sam untied the chains and kicked open the metal door. The door opened lowly with a loud creak.

The moment they step foot on the marble floor of the mall, they felt that they had come to the right place. The surroundings of the mall were even worse that it seems from the outside. The mall was pitching black and it is surprisingly freezing cold. Jessica switches on the torch and the started to go deeper into the mall. They walked silently as Ben, who was holding the camera, talked about the history of the abandoned mall as well as the myths about it. The shops were perfectly well with items still in it. It was if the people in the mall evacuated the mall in such a hurry. There was nothing special about it, just an abandoned mall. As they venture deep into the second floor of the mall, Sam felt uncomfortable deep down in his heart, as his six sense alarmed him that, someone, or something other than the trio were in the mall.

They were not alone.

The eerie sound and the black shadow did not appear though. After ten minutes of exploring, Ben signaled Sam to take out the jukebox and play the music. Just as Sam's hand reached his backpack for the jukebox, the mall's audio system came to life and with a slight crackle, an eerie music came to life with a announcers voice booming though the megaphone located on every corner of the mall, echoing slightly over the empty mall:

"It's been a perfect day as you are our 100th customer! There will be sales, games, pain and chase all over the mall! Our mascot, the cartoon cat will assist you on your journey, making your trip fun and exciting that you might lose your mind! Our mall is having a sale that three of you will never want to leave this mall. You will never leave this mall. You will never leave this mall....." As the words continued, the lights flicker and lighten up, the lights were dim though, and making the mall looked more haunted than before. The trio was dumb folded by the situation. The mall was supposed to be abandoned for almost two decades!

"Let's get the hell out of here" Ben said as he backend with his recorder in hand. They've hope to meet with super naturals before but this time they regret it. They even regret to make this suicidal decision to go to film stupid videos at hell just to get a few subscribes and likes while risking their own lives. The atmosphere turn dense, the trio began to felt scared and horrid while they backend up slowly towards the escalator located a few feet from them.

And FEAR, is what it wanted.

Suddenly a black shadow can be seen moving in a toy store near them located at the east wing of the mall, slightly at their left. Jessica pointed her flash light towards the shadow. What rolled into their eyes was even shocking. A mouse was running towards them on its hind legs like Mickey Mouse with a red pants, yellow clown shoes as well as a pair of white gloves, except he was smaller, like a normal house mouse. It was a 2D mouse like it had just leaped out from a classic cartoon show as flat like it was cut out from a piece of cardboard. The mouse was running as if something was chasing it. "Look!" Sam exclaimed as he pointed his flash light towards the dark corner of the shop. What they saw was the most horrific scene they could ever imagine.

It was a cat and just like the mouse, was a cartoon and look crazily alike with the good old classic cartoon anyone love and like, Felix the Cat, except it was bigger, more hideous ,more sinister looking... Its mouth is broad and wide with gum, blood and tissues on its teeth from last night's dinner. Its teeth are big, looking like a complete set of machete. It is tall, having twice the boy's height with a broad head and stands almost 6 feet tall. It has black rubbery skin as well as long elongated hands that stretch till its feet. It has a huge wide eye with pitch black pupils that reap through your soul. It wore a classic mickey white gloves as well as a pair of white shoes except it was dyed and drenched in tomato red blood. It is chasing the mouse .As it did, it keeps stretching its black rubbery hands towards the helpless rodent. As the hands grab it, the mice began to squeak and shriek in horror as the rubbery hands stretch back towards the cat, who was smiling gleefully as if he was amused by the struggle of its prey. He then open its big wide mouth and put the mouse insides as he shut his mouth shut as the tooth squish the rodent with a disgusting slush. He didn't even bother to chew, staining blood, meats other disgusting organs onto those terribly huge tooth.

After supper, it is time for the main course.

The cat turned its head and smiled even broader than before as its eyes lighten at its prey, its toy, its food. "RUN!" Ben screamed as they turned around and ran. They rushed towards the elevator and down to the ground floor. The cat was behind, walking at a quick pace as it approaching slowly. Suddenly Ben stepped on its shoelace as he fell to the marble floor. He twisted his ankle and as he struggled to get up a piece of bloody gum fell on Ben's head. Ben lifts up his head, hoping to not saw that nightmarish wide mouth, but that's the first thing that rolled right into his eye. "HELP ME!!!! GUYS!!!!!" Ben screamed as he threw anything he could find, his camera, his phone, his torchlight, anything as he scrambled back and shout for help. Jessica stopped her pace as she heard the scream of Ben, she turned around trying to help Ben, but her elbow was grabbed by Sam. "Are you mad? You are going to get yourself killed!" Jessica looked at Sam before turning she looked at Ben. His desperate eyes pierced Jessica's heart as tears rolled down uncontrobally down her cheeks. She wants to set free from Sam's grip but he was no match for Sam's brute force as she has been pulled away, the last image she saw was Ben being gripped upside down by the monster as he looks at its prey fascinatingly and open its mouth....

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!"

As the chewing and squelching continued, Ben's sound faded away as Sam and Jessica ran furiously. The mall was now covered with classic run and chase music from the 19s, adding eerie atmosphere towards the surrounding. After running for some time, they stopped at a furniture store, with old worn out furniture as a cover; they stop to catch a breath. Sam reached his bag and as he searched for the map. Jessica was crouching on the marble floor, weeping and mumbling nonsense as if what she saw had made her mad. "Here it is." Sam said as he pulled out a map as he tried to pull Jessica back to her feet. But Jessica won't budge, she shake of his hand and retreat back to the corner like an injured rabbit whimpering. "If you are not following, it is coming." Sam said as he let out his hand. "Come one, chop-chop." Once Jessica heard about the word "It", Jessica shuddered like plugging her hand into and open socket. She leaped up and grabbed his elbow in fear as they head toward the exit according to Sam's emergency exit map.

They quickened their pace as they walked through every store, hoping the sinister face of the monster will never appear. They keep looking back for extra cautious as they walked faster and faster. The music was still on full blast, making the situation much more nervous than before. "According to the map, the exit was supposed to be here...." Sam said as he lowered the map and looked, hoping to saw the wide, heavy rusty metal door, but what he saw makes his mind numb and freeze, it was another row of shops, with a familiar cashier that is supposed to appear at the entrance. What happened, he was dumb-folded. Well, it seems time and space did not work in this mall. He turned around trying to find an exit. But what he saw made his blood veins freeze to ice. It was the cat, it had returned, stretching its elongated hand silently, stalking towards Jessica. "Careful!" Sam, shouted as he reached out her arms and pulled Jessica away from the demon's arm, but it was too late. The monster has already wrapped its arm on Jessica's neck with a slight force, her head snapped with a light crack, as tears rolled down from her cheek; Jessica stumbled to the ground, lying motionlessly. "NOOOOO!!!!" Sam screamed as he pulled out his revolver and let out a few shot, but it was useless as the bullets pierced through the monster's body with no effect. The monster looked at Sam and grinned as he walked towards the frightened teen. He starched its rubbery arm open wide, like a welcoming hug, but the only difference was that the hug was a lethal one. Sam had no choice but to leave Jessica, he turned around and ran as tears rolled down furiously like a leaking water tap.

He hid in a shop with his holy cross and water prepared. The laugh of the monster and the music was enough to send chill to anyone's spine and had send the boy crazy as he looked around with his eyes wide opened and screamed as tears rolled down. The monster smile as he smelt the rich sweet taste of fear, the smell that he enjoyed and loved the most. The monster did not even bother to consume it's food, it prey on humans not because it was hungry or hatred, it's due to the pure joy and fun every time it saw the victims suffer in pain physically or mentally. It was like a game of life and death, and he is the mastermind, the hacker, the king, the god. He is enjoying the process of toying its victim, every inch of fear, every millimeter of pain and every part of the torture and suffering.

As the footstep approaches, Sam prepared to leap, but he was wrong. He was face to face with the notorious Cartoon Cat, and he had no idea how cunning, intelligent and deadly this monster is. Suddenly the footstep slowed down the pace, and it stopped dead. Sam stood up a bit; half crouched to take a peep. There was no one down the dark hollow corridor. It was not what he expected; he did not even believe the monster had ran away. He stood up, as he looked at the holy water he prepared, but trough out the reflection, he saw the face of the cartoon cat, above him, hanging on one of the lamp on the mall. He looked up cautiously as he backend but it was too late, the cat had grabbed him on his arms, trying to break his hand like a ragdoll. Sam won't be down that easily, he poured the holy water on the arm of the monster. As soon as it came contact to the monster's rubbery skin, it dissolves it like butter in a frying pan. The cat's mouth widen as it lets out a high pitch screech that makes Sam's ear drum ring, but he couldn't care much. Sam turned around and ran towards the glass window in the mall. He jumped as he crossed his elbow on his head and dived through it, shattering the glass into pieces. In the mall, the windows were heavily covered with moss, he is unable to saw how tall he was located, and what was below the window, but he had no choice. It is his one and only escape route.

He landed on the hard concrete floor. He felt his ankle bone shattered as he let out a heart breaking cry. Luckily, a passerby saw what happened, he ran toward Sam as he pulled him to safety. "What are ya thinking young lad" The man hissed as he slapped Sam's face a few times, hoping he is still alive. Sam peeped around, unable to cope with the bright sunlight "Where am I?" He asked, "You are on earth of course! What are ya thinking, trying to get yaself killed!?" The man said in a strong Canadian tune. Suddenly he approached Sam making Sam able to look at the man's face clearly, he was a middle age man with a fluffy bear like Santa but it was brown, he had a plump red face like and overripe tomato as well as a unibrown. He was wearing a red hat with a long devils horn on it. "Wait.....Are you da boy! You are da boy!" after close inspection man screamed in amazement as he took out his cell phone and dialed "What bo..." Before he could ask, he passed out.

In the darkness, he awoke in a grassy land. There was no end, like an ocean, no edge, no trees, no birds chirping; only the sound of wind blowing and the grass shuffling against each other. Sam walked aimlessly, he enjoyed the peace and calm like he was back into his mother's womb, no shouting, no arguing, no running, no fear, nothing. Suddenly, he was startled by a single crack, then more, then more, more and more crackling like thousands of crackers were cracked on the same time, as the sound entered his eardrums, he looked around, trying to find the source of the sound. He lifted his head. And what he saw was the legendary Long Horse. Stretching from the cyan blue sky. The bony neck crackled furiously as the beast wiggled crazily as if there were millions of fleas on its silk like mane, stretching its neck even more and hissed furiously, as it's eyeball locked onto Sam, tears rolled down from the beast's eye, he can see the future, and he had saw it. The pain, the death.

"This is bad...."

He awoke in the local hospital. He was lost for 3 years and is the only one who returned from the mall from the trio, the one and only sole survivor. The police questioned him a few questions and problems, but all he could recall was the smile and Long Horse's crackling neck. He realizes something as he weeps silently.

A cartoon is an infinite loop of revenge, no matter how much you hide, it will always return to take a dip in the sweet honey taste of revenge.

"Breaking news, a teen was found dead in a local hospital after missing for 3 years. The teen died due to gruesome deaths in the room and according to authorities, no one ever step foot into the room since 7:00PM. There were no suspects or evidence toward the killer. Many suspects the killer for this crime is supernatural, as the teen, known as Sam's body was twisted in an impossible pattern by force. The only evidence left was an image of a black shadow which was captured by a CCTV at the corridor of the hospital, where the victim was located. Authorities were now investigating the case, hoping that the real mastermind will be caught soon in the name of justice...…"

BUNNY MAN

The Bunny Man is an urban legend that originated from two incidents in Fairfax County, Virginia in 1970, but has been spread throughout the Washington, D.C., area. The legend has many variations; most involve a man wearing a rabbit costume who attacks people with an axe or hatchet. Fell creepy enough? Well here are more about it.

Most of the stories occur around Colchester Overpass, a Southern Railway overpass spanning Colchester Road near Clifton, Virginia, sometimes referred to as "Bunny Man Bridge". If you are living beside it, then that was some serious bad luck.

Versions of the legend vary in the Bunny Man's name, motives, weapons, and victims, description of the bunny costume or lack thereof, and sometimes even his possible death. In some accounts, victims' bodies are mutilated, and in some variations, the Bunny Man's ghost or aging spectra is said to come out of his place of death each year on Halloween to commemorate his passing.

His origins and history were shrouded I mystery but there were now we can know some basics info about the Bunny man thanks to the investigation of the Fairfax County Public Library Historian-Archivist Brian A. Conley extensively researched the Bunny Man legend. He has located two incidents of a man in a rabbit costume threatening people with an axe. The vandalism reports occurred ten days apart in 1970 in Burke, Virginia.

This is what the two incidents were according to him:

The first incident was reported the evening of October 19, 1970, by U.S. Air Force Academy Cadet Robert Bennett and his fiancée, who were visiting relatives on Guinea Road in Burke. Around midnight, while returning from a football game, they reportedly parked their car in a field on Guinea Road to "visit an Uncle who lived across the street from where the car was parked". As they sat in the front seat with the motor running, they noticed something moving outside the rear window. Moments later, the front passenger window was smashed, and there was a white-clad figure standing near the broken window. Bennett turned the car around while the man screamed at them about trespassing, including: "You're on private property, and I have your tag number." As they drove down the road, the couple discovered a hatchet on the car floor.

When the police requested a description of the man, Bennett insisted he was wearing a white suit with long bunny ears. However, Bennett's fiancée contested their assailant did not have bunny ears on his head, but was wearing a white capirote of some sort. They both remembered seeing his face clearly, but in the darkness, they could not determine his race. The police returned the hatchet to Bennett after examination.

The second reported sighting occurred on the evening of October 29, 1970, when construction security guard Paul Phillips approached a man standing on the porch of an unfinished home, in Kings Park West on Guinea Road. Phillips said the man was wearing a gray, black, and white bunny costume, and was about 20 years old, 5 feet 8 inches (1.73 m) tall, and weighed about 175 pounds (79 kg). The man began chopping at a porch post with a long-handled axe, saying: "You are trespassing. If you come any closer, I'll chop off your head."

The Fairfax County Police opened investigations into both incidents, but both were eventually closed for lack of evidence. In the weeks following the incidents, more than 50 people contacted the police claiming to have seen the "Bunny Man". Several newspapers, including The Washington Post, reported that the "Bunny Man" had eaten a man's runaway cat. The Post articles that mentioned this incident were: "

Man in Bunny costume Sought in Fairfax" (October 22, 1970

"The 'Rabbit' Reappears" (October 31, 1970)

"Bunny Man Seen" (November 4, 1970)

"Bunny Reports Are Multiplying" (November 6, 1970)

In 1973, Patricia Johnson, a student at the University of Maryland, College Park, submitted a research paper that chronicled precisely 54 variations on the two incidents. Claiming that those two cases were done by two different individual. But that does not settle down the waves, but instead arises more and more questions about this being, questions that will never be answered.

If you talk about Bunny Man, the first thing you will remember was its hunting ground, the place that it sightings were caught: Colchester Overpass.

Colchester Overpass was built in about 1906near the site of Sangster's Station, a Civil War era railroad station on what were once the Orange and Alexandria Railroad. Because of its association with the legend, the overpass is a popular destination for paranormal enthusiasts (ghost hunters) and curiosity seekers (legend trippers). Interest increases around Halloween, and starting in 2003, local authorities began controlling access to the area during that time. During Halloween 2011, over 200 people, some from as far away as the Pennsylvania–Maryland state line, were turned away during a 14-hour traffic checkpoint into the area. That was some sort of bravery to flock into this place. But nevertheless, although there were a lot of news and theories about the Bunny man, till this day there were still no lethal cases about it, so just sit back and relax while preparing to be more freak out by this famous story about the Bunny Man....

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Jem cuddled up on bed. With her eyes wide open. Her blue pupils were filled with fear; every second sends a shiver down her spine. She had break a promise that cost a life, even worse, the life of a kid who was once her best friend but now was long gone. Tears were rolling in her wide, childish eyes. Her lips shake as she bluttered out a single word:

Sorry.

She could clearly remember that scene, the scene she hoped she will not remember. Her mind race in a fast pace, as she recall what happened. She tried to stop herself from remembering it, but it was no use, as it was all over her thoughts. Crawling her mind, feeding her thoughts. She could clearly felt herself choking, as she fell into the deep pitch black memories....

It was a bright sunny day like before. She was repeating her daily routine as normal as she walked to school. Suddenly out of the blue, a shadow darted out from the bushes at the pedestrian. It jumped in front of her and gave her a classic "Boo". Jem jumped up and screamed, but what she heard was a joyful, mischievous laughter.

Stood in-front of her was a girl with red hair and a pig tail. She has a huge bunny like teeth as well as small meek eyes, and to be honest, she looks like a rabbit. She wears the same school uniform with Jem: a white skirt with a navy blue vest and a blood red necktie and a sign on her chest where her name was written: Karrots. She was laughing hysterically. Jem was mad, but also snickered; she walked towards Karrots and slapped her on his backpack. They laughed like hyenas for a while before settling down. "School holiday, any idea?" She said as she wiped her tears away from her wood brown eyes, trying hard not to burst into laughter again. "Not much" Jem replied "there is not much to do in this town," She said as she rubbed her belly, feeling sore after all that laughter. "How about a camping trip, "Suddenly this idea popped up from Karrots mouth as she look at Jem as if she suddenly invented a cure to all sort of disease. "We will camp at the legendary Rabbit Bridge!" She screamed as she look at Jem, hopping for some sort of reactions. "Wow..."Jem said in a hesitating tone before questioning "What is that place? Is it full with bunnies?" The imagination of camping with white fluffy cute bunnies was enough to make Jem's eyes glow with excitement and anticipation. "No! How old are you? Still talking about bunnies?" Karrots said as she rolled her eyes. "Then what is it?" Jem ask eagerly, wanting to know the answer about the Bunny Bridge. "It was kinda a talk of the local." Karrots said as she lowered down her voice as if it was a whisper, forcing Jem to lean toward her.

"Years ago, like two decades, two Neuropath escaped from a local mental hospital, named Jack and Benderson. Both were serial killers who had committed various gruesome murders. They escaped on the Friday of 13th, May, but they were soon caught up by the local police department. With the police on their tails, they need to make a decision, fast."

Karrots then paused for effect, or just simply out of breath, forcing Jem to ask her "Then?"

"One of them chose betrayal." Karrots continued as she let out a deep sigh and shook her head. "When the police were close, Jack killed Benderson without hesitation with an axe. Benderson was tied up on the bridge, naked with slashes over his body and a wicked bunny costume as his cloth. The white fur was dyed red with blood but soon fade into pink. Jack was never to be seen again, or just what we thought. A year later, Jack was found dangling on the bridge, the same date, with the same way as if the spirit of Benderson had revenged on him. Soon the location was closed by authorities for investigation but even after it was reopen for public after a month, no one dare step inside. The only one who dares were thrill seekers who ignores the warning. It forces authorities to set up surveillance cameras at the bridge for the safety of passerby. But till this day, many still went missing and the hunt was still on." Karrots ended her story as she look at the sky, as if she was talking about a story that she had experienced before. "So, what do you think?" Karrots asked. Jem was too mesmerized with story that she had forgot that it was school day. Suddenly, a sharp ring pierced the sky, together, the look toward their school, and they could barely see the school gate closing.

"WE ARE LATEEEEEE!!!!!!!"

Karrots shout with a high pitch scream like a super sonic boom, pulling Jem back to the reality. "10 PM, tonight, at the bridge. Don't be late!" Karrots left these words before racing to school, leaving Jem alone, dumb folded before looking at her watch.

"10:50?! WHAT! WAIT FOR ME!!!!"

She screamed as she race towards Karrots, trying to catch her up and reach school before the gate slam shut. If not they will be in hot soup.

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Jem reached home after a harsh long school hours. Late for the last day at school was indeed embarrassing. She could clearly remember her teacher screaming: "What did you think this is! A vacation spot?!" while other students laughed and screamed, she just stood there, red with embarrassment, hoping that Miss Choi's mouth could be sewn shut FOREVER.

She walked aimlessly into the living as she could hear symphony of the spoon and ladle clanging and the sound of the soup bubbling. She sniffed the air; it was filled with scent of tomato, beef and butter. She could feel herself drooling as she rushed into the kitchen for dinner, forgetting the thing Karrots told her earlier.

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It was 6 as the sky starts to darken, she remember her promise. Just like usual, she ask her mom for permission before going on such a trip. Her mom agreed for a friendly camping. She helped her to pack her belongings; everything seems to be going on smoothly but not for long until her mom asked her about the camping site. Jem tell her about what she was been told. As words and truths were spew out by Jem, her mom's face turned pale as a piece of paper, with her eyes wide open as if she was standing face to face to the demon. She gasped in fear as she backen a bit towards the door before slamming it shut and lock what seems like 32 locks before cursing under breath. Soon footsteps could be hear as well as the creaking of the old wooden stair. She went downstairs, leaving her lock, in a room, alone.

All of these happen in all of a sudden, so sudden that Jem was dumb folded, staring at the locked door blankly. Before rushing and banged the door, shouting, pleading, asking, questioning. But all that answer her words were silent as well as muffled sound of her parents chatting at the living. She screamed, she shout but no one seems to know her existence. Tears rolled in her eyes as she laid on her fluffy bed that was not so fluffy now. She could felt her hands breaking and her bones aching. Her hand was red and swollen. She turned around and stared at the clock at her study desk: 10:13 it was already late. She tried to cry again but her throat was swallow and clogged. She felt like choking, every word was a pain. She could not make a sound, not even a peep or a meek. She thought about how Karrots will look at her tomorrow or could she even make out there alive. Slowly, she was drifted in to the dream world, asleep...….

The minute she awoke, she jumped from bed and looked at the wooden door. It was open ajar, with hint of sunlight piercing through the gap. She dashed through it as she rushed downstairs to the kitchen, gripped a bottle of water and chugged it down. She felt an immediate pain at her throat but was soon soothe with the water; she never felt water to be so precious and sweet before. After two bottles down her throat, she looked around her house, hoping to find someone for answers.

Empty.

Everyone seems to vanish, she step out of her backyard and to the neighborhood, and it was empty like nothing even exist. The silent brought a chill down her spine. Everything seem dead. She ran around shouting but no one replied. She remembered Karrots and ran towards the bridge barefooted, but when arrived there was a huge crowd. Looks like the whole neighborhood was there. There were a few police authorities controlling the crowd, hoping them to evade and left, but no one seems to listen or even pay attention. The sound of the siren and the camera clicking filled the air. Some even turned their head around in disgust. Her mind buzzed.

What happened?

She squeezed through the crowd slowly. She could feel her heart beating, she could hardly breath. When she reached at the very front of the crowd, she look up at the bridge's arc, and screamed.

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She shivered under the blanket. Her palm was sweating furiously while her feet was ice cold. She felt like drowning as every breath was choking her, killing her from her inside. Jem felt that she was a fish at the dried up pond, gasping for oxygen as her lungs pleaded her to breath. She felt like dying as she felt like losing herself. The same image play over and over in her mind, toying her, torturing her. She bit her lips to keep herself awake as tears rolled in her eyes, draining her blue eyes. She could felt herself driven mad as the image loop over and over in her mind. She wrapped her hands on her mind as she scrapped her head like crazy. As her fingers dug deep into the flesh, she could feel the pain on her head as warm fluid flow over her head and down her face. Her thoughts were far driven as long as she could pull that image out of her head. She bit her lips even harder. She could hear the meat piercing as she could taste blood, salty, sweet blood. She felt dizzy as her sight went blurrier every second ticks by. Before she fainted, falling in the darkness, leaving the pain behind.

When she awoke, she was at the local hospital. The light of the lamp pierced her eyes. She could feel her head cover with something, a cloth? She reached for her head but her hand was pulled away by a warm strong grip. It was her mother. Her eyes were swollen due to all the crying with black circles as if she hadn't sleep for ages. Her hair was a mess while tears were rolling in her eyes, with red strips in her sclera. She looked fragile as if a wind could blow her away easily. Her hand was trembling. Slowly she said: "Don't you ever do that. OK, babe?" She never expected her mother to be so fragile, so weak. Her face was covered full with fear, fear of losing her love, fear of be alone. Her mother sniffed as she wipe away her tears as she repeated her words again. "OK?" she said as she stroke her face gently with her palm as if she was treating an injured. Jem nodded as she hugged her mom, and whimpered before bursting into tears like a baby. The cold atmosphere of the ward was warm in all of a sudden.

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10 year has passed in a blink of an eye. Now the once kid had grown up into a teen and soon an adult. After a few appointment and meetings with the therapist, she had forgotten that rotten memory. But deep down it was still in her heart, at the dark corner, waiting to be watered by the blood so that it could grew once more, sprouting leaves of fear, bearing fruits of madness as it rooted into her heart, so deep that nothing could stop it.

Life was back to normal now for the 20 years old Jessica Jem Neil, she was enjoying her studies and was living her life for the fullest. She was about to complete her college life after a few years from now and she could not imagine her life once she stepped in the vast, wide and mysterious society. But one trip will break it all.

It was a camping trip, the last of the gang. Mike, Jeff, Arnold and Perry. They were close during their 2 years college days, especially Jem who was the mom among them. So they decide to hold a special camping party for them at a very special location. The thought Jem was a trill seeker but they had made a big fatal mistake.

"What is it guys? You are freaking me out!" Jem screamed with an excited tune. Her eyes were covered with a black cloth while she was taken into a van by the gang. As the van drove deeper into the woods, she felt a bit uneasy but the excitement had covered it up. The gang was chuckling all the way long as if they had plan something that will definitely be a big surprise. The car turned make a sharp turn as it dwell into the bumpy forest stone road. They drove deeper and deeper, towards danger.

Suddenly the car stopped, making Jem bumping headfirst to the front before being pulled back by Jerry from smashing head first into the car's windshield. Slowly, they took her off the van. She stepped onto a rocky path. She could hear the leaf rustling beside her and the insects clicking as if they were welcoming her arrival. As she walked, she could felt a warm crackling sound of the woods as well as the warmth of the campfire. It was a camping site! She was going to scream as she took of the cloth in anticipation but suddenly her face froze.

In front of her was a warm campsite with two large tents and a campfire where Mike can be seen toasting marshmallows. The décor was great and cozy, with flashing neon lights and mushroom lamps. Except it was located under an old structure. An old brick bridge with an arc over it, it seem vaguely familiar.

The Bunny Bridge

Memories flooded as she backen a bit. Fear filled her mind. She tried to scream but failed. She could saw that image that haunted her childhood. That arc, where Karrots was once hung on there by a blood red ribbon. Her eyes wide open, with no pupils but big brown buttons sewn into the hollow socket. Her mouth sewn forcibly into a twisted smile by iron wires while her hair was burnt down. Her body was slashed with axes, the wound was so deep that you could see the organs in there, squelching. Her flesh was sewn with a bunny outfit while her nails were pulled off. She was supposed to be dead, but everyone could hear a muffled scream behind the mouth that was sewn shut. As quiet as a heartbeat, as faint as the wind blows. When Jem arrive, she could feel her looking at her as the ribbon twisted, and her head come loose with a snap. And a thud.

She thought she could run away; escape, but it she had come back here, right into the lion's den. There was no escape.

The seed started to sprout.

She backen to the vehicle, horrified. At the dark end of the bridge she saw a figure she never hoped to meet. It was as if she had met the god of death itself.

"RUNNNNN!!!!!!" She screamed like crazy as she pointed at the figure. The rest of the gang looked at the figure as it slowly stepped out to the light. A huge bunny mascot, pink in colour with long rabbit ears. It was badly worn with rocks as eyes. Its suit was dyed with deep red stains that were dried blood. On its white glove there held the axe, stained with blood stains that were dried and solidify, with chunks of gums and meats on it.

"What the hell is th…!"Mike who was nearest to the creature stood up and said before the axe slice of his head clean off with one swift strike like cutting a pudding. The head fell to the ground with a thud. The body wobbled for a moment as blood spew out from the neck, like a majestic fountain of roses, dyeing the creature's suit. After a split second, it fell to the ground, lying motionless.

"NO, MIKE!!!!!" Jeff ran towards the creature with a stick, but before he could deliver a blow, the axe had chopped towards his limb. Jem turned around as she covered her ears and closed her eyes but she could not stop crying, she was in fear, the leaves had sprouted. Shouts and screams pierced the night sky as the campfire burnt their surroundings, dying the sky rose red. She hoped that she was blind, deaf, so that she could not listen or see the madness that was bought by her. There was chaos at first, before it returned to silent

She turned around. There was no one. The creature was gone so do her friends. As if nothing happened before. Blood was still on the ground, fresh, warm. She could felt her heart beating and her ear humming. She looked around, there was no sign of the creature, for the split second she taught she was save, the split second it appeared in front of her, with that eyes that looked through her soul.

She screamed, frightened, engrossed with fear. She sat on the ground as she cuddled up in fear, waiting to meet its creator, but the pain never came. She looks at the creature. It stood at there, before opening its suit with a zip at its tummy. Then he opened the suit, revealing its inside.

Empty

There was nothing in the suit.

"Felt scared?" The being said. The sound was coming from the woods, from every corner of it. As the sound entered her eardrums, she could feel as if a thousand of squirming worms were crawling on her body, nibbling every inch of her flesh. The voice was oddly familiar…..

Karrots.

She looked at the being with fear. "You are Karrots!" She said in disbelieve. Why? How? Questions that will never be answered flooded her mind. The fruit is bearing.

"I remember that night you left me alone. I was killed, strained, tortured in any possible way you could imagine. And where are you? At home? Betraying me and threw me here all alone?" The voice boomed. "I will not kill you for now, dear" The voice said in a menacing tone. " I will make you see, your love ones died in my hands, one by one, one by..." It said as it laughed and danced around joyfully. Singing, laughing, clapping, hopping as it threw photos to Jem. It sniffed the air for a while before letting out a sigh: "Ah, fear." The creature smirk then sang an eerie lullaby which sounds like it has been played by an old jukebox:

HUSH NOW BABY,

PLEASE YOU CRY.

CUT YOUR WRIST,

AND SAY GOODBY.

BLOOD FLOWS OUT,

AS YOU LEAVE THE LIGHT.

IT MAY HARD,

BUT YOU SOON WILL DIE.

Image of her mother, friends, family and her love ones were scattered on the ground. "No, no , no, no" Jem picked up the photos as she muttered under her breath. Each photo was a knife, slicing her mind piece by piece. Breaking her mental one by one.

The fruit had ripened. It was time to harvest.

"LET ME DIE!!! LET ME DIE!!!!" Jem screamed as she pleaded the creature. Kneeling on her knees. The creature ignored her as it walked into the bridge, and disappeared among the mist, leaving her all alone, staring blankly. She laughed. She laughed, she laughed and laughed and laughed. She had lost her mind, as she kneeled on the ground, laughing and played the blood. As she repeatedly say the same word over and over again: "Die, die, die, die....."

She reached for the arc. As she threw the chains across, the bridge. She strangled it on her neck as she kicked the stool away as it fell with a thud. She felt the comfort of dying. Sometime it was better to be dead than alive. She listened carefully as her heart beats slower as every second ticks by. She never felt so happy and free before. The pain was bearable as she closed her eyes, letting out one last chuckle.

:-)ITS SOOOO GOOD TO BE DEAD:-)

SIREN HEAD

Siren Head, who is sometimes called Lamp Head (occasionally written as Sirenhead or Siren-Head and Lamphead or Lamp-Head) and by many other names, is a hostile cryptid and urban legend created by the Canadian horror artist Trevor Henderson.

It is a tall mysterious humanoid creature that is known for its odd appearance and the various sounds that emanate out of its head, which consists of a metallic pole with sirens attached to it.

Almost all images of Siren Head are presented very similarly to each other, featuring Siren Head as a tall, thin, desiccated and dehydrated humanoid with mummified skin and dual sirens on its head. Henderson has confirmed that Siren Head's sirens have the ability to release various sounds out of them, such as conversations, white noises and extremely loud sounds which can damage hearing. Siren Head has been presented with differing objects on its head, depending on two known photographs. In the first photo, more than two sirens are seen on Siren Head's head. While in the second photo, Siren Head's head is that of a street lamp, which gave Siren Head the nickname "Lamp Head."

These two photographs verified two theories: Siren Head has the ability to change its appearance, in order to fit in with the world, or that sub-species of Siren Head exist (which, as confirmed by Trevor, are now deceased). Interestingly enough, the only metallic piece of Siren Head are the sirens on its head. While its body is made out of organic veins, wizened old skin and wires, which are spiraled on its torso and neck. Some theorize that the sirens aren't naturally appearing. Trevor Henderson also goes on to explain that Siren Head might be packed up with a loose cassette tape and a tape recorder incorporated in its body. This may be the explanation of how Siren Head captures the sounds of its victims and the surrounding sounds which Siren Head replays as bait.

On April 25th, 2020, Henderson released a statement on Twitter, which goes on to explain that Siren Head isn't a man-made creature and that Siren Head has the ability to imitate various human technologies. Trevor Henderson also explained that Siren Head's appearance varies with each witness. Individuals see Siren Head slightly differently, although the anatomy is always generally similar, being a thin and skeletal figure, with different types and numbers of heads. This explains the witness descriptions of multiple heads as well as the appearance of the so-called "Lamp Head". Siren Head is a physical entity, but its anatomy and existence are terrifying and meaningless to us.

Siren Head isn't a being of our reality; instead Siren Head is much different than us, as it is not limited by our laws of nature. Basically, Siren Head is a constantly changing manifestation, which almost always appears different in the victim's view of Siren Head. The information changes all knowledge we have on Siren Head, which opens various theories about the creature. It is not known how Siren Head came to have sirens in the distant past before actual sirens were invented. If the laws of our nature, time and space don't apply to it, it is possible Siren Head may be a being of unlimited power, all knowing and able to move in any direction of the universe. However, these are all just speculations at the moment.

Trevor has recently revealed many more facts about Siren Head. It is actually the static form of an unfathomable supernatural entity. Despite its lack of eyes, it can still see. It also has the ability to manipulate technology by playing sounds through other devices. It spends most of its time standing still, but it has the ability to move very fast. Victims of Siren Head have apparently been found with their "eyes/ear drums/gums/sinuses burst and bleeding", a description which matches the aftermath of a recent incident where the majority of a town was found killed in this fashion.

Siren Head was never a person; people cannot be turned into an example of it. Weapons do not normally work on the entity. It has almost never been spotted in populated areas. Despite the teeth in its speakers, Siren Head does not eat, meaning that it may not actually be a predator in the traditional sense, though there is contradictory evidence in this regard. There have also been conflicting reports on whether Siren Head is a lone being or whether an entire species. Interestingly, Siren Head does not seem to acknowledge other animals and seems solely focused on humans. Its motives are currently unknown and may be completely alien to us. When asked if people have survived the creature, or if Siren Head has had any worshipers, Trevor simply responded with a smiley face. Some incident descriptions themselves imply that there are occasional survivors, but not much....

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I held my breath as I covered my mouth with both of my hands, not even dare to make a peep or even breathe. I lowered my body as I hid among the bushes. Water with mixes of tears and sweat poured down my face, washing down the mud. As the sound of the crackling old radio approaches, I closed my eyes, waiting for my fate to be seized. My mind was numb as I try hard to recall why I am enrolled in such a situation.

It was an expedition. As the year end approaches, I decided to go hiking with some friends. We were bored at the local mountain so we decided to take something much more exciting, much more adventurous, and much creepier.

We headed to a rural area near the edge of Canada. After a long bumpy ride, we arrived at a rural village known as Village of the sounds. According to locals, once a month, the villagers will hear strange sounds coming from a mountain located not over a kilometer from the village. The sound were weird, taking place as a jabbering of an old man, a women screaming for help, radio crackling as well as eerie siren wailing . They believed the sounds were caused by the local mountain gods: Ruir, which were angered by the selfish act of mankind who keep destroying his sons and daughters.

We take it as a joke. The villagers warned us not to step foot on the mountain as one of the younger village warrior, Ru once decided to talk to the so call "Mountain God" but he never returned. The night he left, screams and shouts of the warrior can be heard booming from the mountains , echoing in the silent dead of night. He never returned, not even a shadow of this once mighty warrior had been seen.

I scoffed trying hard not to laugh at the villager's good old classic ghost story my dad used to tell me when I am just 5. Nevertheless, we thank the villagers for their warning and after a short refuel and rearm , we start hiking the mountain. The weather is clear and the sun is shining high up on the sky, greeting us. The trip was easy as the mountain is not as dangerous or as steep as we thought it would be. We enjoyed our time as well as the scenery. We even take a few photos along the way. Things were pretty great. Once we arrived on top of the mountain we were shocked.

The view from above is definitely better than below. We were amazed by the breathtaking bird eyes view. We found a flat piece of land and started to pitch our tents. Before the sun started to set from the horizontal line, we were ready to camp on this haunted mountain. The sunset view was even more spectacular than ever before. The sky was painted in gold as the sun shone like a majestic glowing gold sphere. But what we didn't notice is that night was coming, and danger was approaching

After a simple dinner of canned sardines and instant noodles, we decided to explore the mountain. We grabbed some flashlights as well as a flare gun in case of emergency. We leave our campsite as we started heading east, a place where the monster lurks. We walked as we chatted, talking about ghost stories, horror movies and urban legends, stuff like that. But soon we stopped in fear as our expedition leader, Ben ordered us to pipe down and closed our torches. We did what we were told to. We looked around, trying to find something out of the normal. "There" Ben said softly as it was a whisper. He pointed towards a huge, lamp pole like figure standing at the middle of the bushy trees. Instead of lights, it had a huge megaphone on its head. Its body is skinny, covered with veins of organic veins, wizened old skin and wires, which are spiraled on its torso and neck. It is 40 feet tall, as big as an old telephone pole and its hands were long and slender, ending up on its knee. "Was this some kind of bizarre art piece the authorities hadn't gotten wise to yet?" I thought. Suddenly, the megaphones on its "head" screeched to life. "NINE. EIGHTEEN. ONE. CHILD. SEVENTEEN. REMOVE. VILE.". A buzzing, doubled voice screamed random words at her. At this point, it jerked into motion, striding down the hill towards us.

We were shocked as the monster was lightning fast and as swift as wind. Once we realize, the monster was only a few meters away from us. "RUNN!!!" Ben screamed as we turned and run as fast as we could, try to escape, but it is all too late. With a huge heavy smack, we fell to the ground. The beast was now right upon us, we could hear the crackling sound coming from its big rusty megaphone, like it was laughing, amused by the foolish act of its prey. I stood up, went back on my feet and dashed right into the thick bushes, hoping to escape. The monster doesn't care , as the scream had made him hungry and thirst for blood. As he pounces, screams, shouts and sirens can be heard echoing through my eardrums. I closed my eyes and my ears hoping to block away the screams and shouts as I run for my dear life. I soon get back to the campsite. I packed some belongings and started to descend.

The night was suddenly silent. Shouts and screams were suddenly stopped dead. It was 3pm and it was cold and foggy on the mountain. As I descend, the surroundings were eerie and creepy. I ran as hard as I could, try to be as quite as possible. Suddenly I stumbled on a rock and fell. I ignored the pain as I stood up. Suddenly a sound entered my ear that make my blood vein freeze into ice: "ONE, THREE,FOUND,BOY,HUNT,SEVEN,KILL" I could hear the footsteps and rustling of branches as it approaches, step by step. I dived into the thick bushes. As the footstep approaches, I shut my eyes, praying....

Suddenly the footsteps and crackling stops as silent returns once more. I opened my eyes and take a peep. What I saw scared me. The monster head was right in front of me. Like it was playing a peek-a-boo I screamed as I struggled to stand up. The monster's slender hands reaches towards me, I stood up and sprinted. I could hear the monster's crackling from behind, as if he was enjoying the game and amused by my fear as if it was toying on me. Soon I am forced till the cliff, no way to run or hide, its game over now. I turned around as I saw him approaching, preparing to end this never ending hide and seek.

I looked down the cliff, as my eyes adapt to the darkness, I can see a river rushing and gurgling down a hundred feet below. I take a deep breath. "It's now or never" I screamed in my heart , I stepped back a few steps before diving down the cliff. Just as my feet left the ground, a strong force pulled me back. It's him! It's the first time I am face to face to the monster. The struggled as I hit it, claw it but it seems that the monster had no sense of pain. It held me high as his jaws opened in the megaphone, with stains of blood and meat on it, ready to consume me. I searched my body high and low, hoping to find something, anything to help me get the hell out of here alive. Suddenly, my hand touched something hard, the flare gun! I aimed as I unload the flare into the blood thirsty mouth of the monster. It bailed in pain as he threw me off the cliff, I covered my head as I braced for impact, hoping the river is deep enough. As my body plunged into the ice cold river, I pass away, falling into darkness.....

Once I awoke, I am at a villagers hut, I survived! Among the 8 hikers, I am the one and only survivor. Till this day, I never dare to step foot into the mountain, not even once.....

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I ended my story as I looked at the famous Canadian horror artist: Trevor Henderson. He shut his notebook with a bang as he put it into his backpack. "It's a wonderful story," exclaimed as he shake my hands with a strong warm grip. As he left the café, a black shadow can be seen in the woods behind Mike, as the megaphone crackles:"SIX,FIND,CHILD,TREE,YOU,KILL...