As The Raven Dreams Podcast - 5 Viewer Submitted Stories - Nevermore Storytime (#Creepypasta)

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Starting point is 00:00:21 Ciroat, bookine, oh, that also. And profite. Via Rai, the voice that we love that we love. Hey, just popping in here to say that today's video is a little different from the normal video. Today we have a quick collection of short stories that are subscribers submitted and one story by me, just because I wanted to put one in there. Viewer discretion as always, some minor, violence, language, etc.

Starting point is 00:00:53 But at the risk of talking your ear off, I will go ahead and leave you with this and simply say, enjoy. The difference between werewolves and dogmen. and a werewolf, despite what you have read or seen in movies, a werewolf can change whenever he likes, even in daylight. Changing hurts your entire body, and your bone structure shifts. I've been a werewolf so long I can shift instantly and it doesn't hurt anymore. Werewolves can live in and among society.

Starting point is 00:01:28 Wolfmen have to run on all fours. Dogmen are able to walk on two legs. Like werewolves. Dogmen can't talk. There's no human in there. But they are telepathic. So they can talk in their mind. They're also stronger and faster than wolfmen, but won't go into the cities. They stay in the wild. I don't like you going there into the city with the flesh bags, he would say in his mind to me. Hey, you don't own me? I screamed. I like to make money, damn it. I like pretty things. I like the look and smell good for you, wild, hairy beast. I stormed off. I was two years ago. I've been working at this drag bar. Nobody notices the odd customer going missing. I've been doing it for years, but the club is being closed. They want to build a mall here. The bank foreclosed and took my house, and I'm now homeless. Living in the woods, the famous woods of Michigan, I've here for my life. I know he's

Starting point is 00:02:32 here, my ex-boyfriend. You've heard the stories. I'm sure the dogman of Michigan. I never thought I'd be back here. I miss my friend, Vanessa Van Helsing. I may have the body of a 35-year-old man, but I'm a 2,000-year-old werewolf. I've seen some things in my time. It was one clear night. He decided to approach me growling and hissing angry that I just took off in the middle of the night to go back to the city. I waited for him to tear my head off, but he didn't. He motioned for me to follow him, deep into the woods. So I did. A small cottage, he pointed for me to go inside. Hello, my dear. A pretty lady with blue hair cheered. I'm the witch of the forest, or Phileonautus, if you prefer. Sit, please, I'm going to help you with your problem. You see, my dear,

Starting point is 00:03:22 I can communicate with all manner of creatures. Even that wild beast. Take this blue vial, and you and all around him will be able to understand. I went outside and gulped the liquid. It burnt going down. Do you feel any different? The dogman spoke. Verst, darling, I can understand you. Holding out my hand and stroking his fur.

Starting point is 00:03:44 Things were about to get interesting. After the events I had when I got Sonic 3, I thought it was timed by another Sega game. This time it was called Knuckles Chaotics. It had characters like Knuckles, Mighty, Espio, Charmy, and Vector, but that was not the case. I went back to Blockbuster and bought the latest version of Knuckles Chaotics. I put the game in my 32X, as the Sega logo splashes me with cool vibes and the title screen starts,

Starting point is 00:04:23 metal Sonic flies onto my screen, as the main characters looked at me happily. I started the game. I played as Knuckles until I got a hold of Eggman, and then my friend Espio hooked me with the ring. We ran to the first level, but it started glitching. SBO was invisible and Nuckles had a mad face. Nuckles started running faster than Sonic immediately after we finished the level the screen turned to black, and then it came down to a level named Unknown. I'm not sure if it was a secret level in the game or something else for some reason.

Starting point is 00:04:57 Knuckles had a sad face and SBO was dead. Knuckles started crying and he ran into a spike area, and then the game restarted back to the start screen. I immediately called my mother and told her that I probably bought the wrong copy of Knuckles Chaotics, and then she said she would come back with a better version. And she did. I put it in my 32X, but it wasn't Knuckles Chaotics. It was another Sega game called Tempo.

Starting point is 00:05:24 It's a game where you play as a cricket and collect music notes. I told my mother this wasn't Knuckles Chaotics, but I took out the other version and put the old one in, and it says you have a pirated copy of Knuckles Chaotics, so I turned off the TV. I said I feel like I just need to go to bed. I went to my bed until I heard a scream. I went to go check and it was my mother.

Starting point is 00:05:47 Apparently there was a version of knuckles with sharp teeth, no gloves, realistic eyes, a deformed nose and hair like hell. It clobbered me to the point that I couldn't breathe. My mom finally killed the knuckles. She said that it was from another knuckles chaotic and this was the second time something bad happened to me in a Sega game. At that point, I was thinking I should buy a knuckles'clock. more Nintendo games.

Starting point is 00:06:18 This place, it's like a 90s high school, but not a regular school. No, this was a school for monsters and gifted kids. Today, started out as every other day with the popular kids kicking the crap out of me,

Starting point is 00:06:35 stuffing me into a garbage can. Today I got lucky, though. Gene, the baddest girl in school. The school's only goth chick, a black-eyed girl, and people say Jane the killer's daughter. With one kick, she sent the werewolf jock idiot to the floor, a punch to the other, and they fell.

Starting point is 00:06:55 The rest took off running. She pulled me out of the trash. She had a friend with her, a girl in a fluffy cardigan. Hey, this is Katie. She's new. She's in your echo class. Did you watch her for me? She asked.

Starting point is 00:07:09 Sure, I will. Thanks. She lit up a cigarette and took off. So, Uh, Katie. She totally likes you. She saved you, too, I suppose. Yeah, Catherine and her pink army of bimboes. I walked her to class.

Starting point is 00:07:26 What are you making? She asked. A mess? I suck at this class. Why do you got to take it then? She asked. You see that quiet goth boy in the corner drawing? That's why.

Starting point is 00:07:40 Then get over there, she demanded, kicking me. Okay, I'm going. God. Over the next few weeks, we got to know each other. He liked to sketch the popular and bully kids dying. One day after school, he asked me to meet him in the hotel. I knocked on the room, he had told me. Inside were two popular girls tied up.

Starting point is 00:08:02 He told me to kill them. After a bit of encouragement and a kiss, I did. I was an impressionable 16-year-old boy. With them dead, he took their blood and painted a pick of the scene. We began doing this regularly at different hotels to the popular kids. I developed a taste for it. It felt right. I started painting the walls with the blood and smearing myself in it.

Starting point is 00:08:27 After one kill one day, I took the girl's clothes off and smeared in her blood and put them on. I asked him to paint me like one of his dead girls. When he was done, I was so excited. I asked him to take me while I wore her dress. And that's how it happened. It had been just another kill night, and the thrill was fading. I put her dress on and rolled around in her blood. Then I took my knife and began to cut off her face.

Starting point is 00:08:53 I put it on over my face. Look at me. Look at how pretty I am. I giggled. Paint me. And then take me. Immortalized me in your art. I guess the murders attracted the attention of paranormal evil forces.

Starting point is 00:09:08 I was in bed. I heard a sound. A shadow figure leapt onto the bed. A knife gleam. in his hands. Then the lightning flashed, lighting up the room. It was eyeless Jack. In seconds, I was on top of him. But within moments he kicked me off and stabbed me. He was on top of me. Black ooze from his mouth dripped onto my face along a black lizard tongue. He then began to, well, I should say the night went on from there. It went until sunup. I must have passed out.

Starting point is 00:09:38 Over the next few days, my dreams, I see a figure in a suit with no face in the woods. Everywhere I go, I see him in my peripheral. Every time I turned to look, he's disappeared. One night I decided to go to the woods from my dreams. The creature appeared. It spoke to me in my head. Offer yourself to me. Give your heart for Jack.

Starting point is 00:09:59 And you can be forever. Deal, I agreed. The creature reached into my chest with a black tentacle and tore my heart from my chest. He put it in a box and presented it to eyeless Jack. It came from another time. That much was clear. Something about him looked strange, unfamiliar to us, yet we could tell that he was almost human. His structure was similar to ours.

Starting point is 00:10:35 He had the same limbs, the same overall stature, but he was different in ways that are hard to describe. I suppose I should explain a few things about this scenario. I'm the lead doctor of this facility. We had been investigating a signal that we'd been receiving. a signal that we'd been receiving for the past few months. As we tracked the signal, we ended up in the middle of the Arctic, the middle of nowhere, really. You may be asking what the signal was, and that I cannot really answer.

Starting point is 00:11:05 It was kind of like a ping, a shrill sound that would grow in intensity and then slowly fade out, not dissimilar to how it sounds as a car passes you by, quiet to loud, and then back to silent. We had spent months trying to decipher the signal. It was unlike anything we had ever heard, but we knew it was important. None of us experts the world over could tell what it meant, but we had all agreed that it was a sort of beacon. We tracked it day in and day out, eventually leading us to the Arctic, as previously stated. We found the exact location from which the signal was being produced, but there was nothing there. It was then that the realization hit.

Starting point is 00:11:55 We needed to dig. It took a painful number of man-hours and machines, but after digging down much further than ever anticipated, we found the source of the signal. It was a coffin, adorned in gold and the most precious of jewels. Upon the coffin were a number of inscriptions that we were unable to decipher. However, among the illegible text, there was one entry that we could actually read. Lazzang sur-gillet, puissance-molyne for 15 minutes.

Starting point is 00:12:28 We'd say that's their dojo. Pre-to-joo? Vive the pleasure with Leo Jo. The casino in-in-line that proposes the more recent machine-assoo and games of casino in direct. Profite of 50 tours gratu on Big Bas Bonanza. Without exigance of insincentane. Hey, I've got! Woo-hoo!

Starting point is 00:12:43 Sentire the play-o! 10-8 and plus, 1.1-Depoce only depots only, exclued in Ontario. May the malice of free to make-a-soubaes Bonanza. Depos minimum of $10. Veil to be in a fashion responsible. The conditions apply. May the malice of greed be the folly of Adam, and this cask hold him steady.

Starting point is 00:13:02 If any man is to follow in the steps of Adam, then surely the serpent will take what is his. Obviously, this only piqued our desire to know more. We excavated the container and took it back to our makeshift Arctic labor. We thought it to the best of our ability and chipped the remaining ice away. We had discussed whether or not it was ethical to continue, but in the end, curiosity had won us all over. We broke the strange wax seal over the lid and cautiously removed it. It was then that the true source of the signal was revealed.

Starting point is 00:13:41 A man-like creature lay in the container holding himself in a fetal position. We were all taken aback by the possibility of this signal coming from an organic life form and not a machine. How could anything living possibly emit a radio signal? We all stared at the being, thinking about the possibilities as he slowly opened his eyes. As the life lifted back into his body, and as he began stretching his limbs and unfolding his wings, It was clear that this being was not Adam. Know this? This was the serpent.

Starting point is 00:14:32 I'm a 34-year-old man living with my 40-year-old partner, Derek, in the beautiful country of Holland. It was 6 a.m., and the car pulled up outside. Derek, honey, I wake up. The car's here. The car ride was quiet. His new work uniforms suck, I said. Not your color, smirked Derek. It's bloody hot today. He undid his work shirt.

Starting point is 00:15:01 I tried not to make it obvious that I was staring at his muscles. It was hot over the next few days. What the hell are we even digging? He says. Hopefully drainage, I smirk. It stinks around here. Mind you, we are in France. I smirk.

Starting point is 00:15:21 You would rather be in Italy, right? Smirk, Derek. Them Italian boys. Hey, you want some of this? Passing me a bit of cake. Where did you get this? I ask. B-block. Sandra, she steals food from the supervisor's quarters and smuggles it out for smokes.

Starting point is 00:15:38 B-block. That's the separate women's quarters. Jesus, man. I know when we do get to eat, the food sucks, but just don't get caught. Do you hear about Patrick? You got transferred to the Portugal workplace. Big-ass factory? They took him to the station this morning.

Starting point is 00:15:56 He's probably in the Dutch countryside by now. There's a lot of supervisors around today. Look, there's Stacy. Oh, shit. What's her problem with you? She came on to me, tried to convert me. I was like, no thanks. You should have said yes.

Starting point is 00:16:13 She looks like the black silk stockings and leather panties type. Derek chuckled. Man, this digging sucks. Hope we get to go home soon. Shit. Supervisors coming. coming over. Great work, gentlemen.

Starting point is 00:16:27 Your job's finished. Anything to say? Nah, I'm good, said Derek. I step forward. Ah, sir. I've got something to say. Screw you, you Nazi scum. So there you have it, friends.

Starting point is 00:16:55 That was a collection of subscriber submitted stories. And one story written by me, because I had a quick story I wanted to write. So hopefully you guys enjoyed it. If you did, and would like more content like this or content that is so different. It's like comparing rocket ships to Radio Shack. That's not cool. Radio Shack doesn't exist anymore.

Starting point is 00:17:17 Anyway, if you would like more content like this, you can always hit that subscribe button, the bell icon next to it, and you can also follow me on social media platforms that are all listed below, or support the channel to Patreon or coffee. If you have any questions on these, you can always go to As the Raven Dreams.com, where I have a website that lays out all my stories and places where you can follow me and everything like that.

Starting point is 00:17:37 It's just a good little website for the channel. Hopefully you guys have checked it out. If not, give it a look. It's neat. I like it. All right. I hope you'll have a fantastic week, and I hope to see you on the next video,

Starting point is 00:17:49 which is most likely tomorrow, because that's not why two things. Anyway, love you guys. See you in the next video. Much love, and until then, sleep well.

As The Raven Dreams Podcast - 5 Viewer Submitted Stories - Nevermore Storytime (#Creepypasta)

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