CreepCast - It Breathes, It Bleeds, It Breeds | Creep Cast

Episode Date: September 1, 2024

Living in the remote countryside, a lonely man finds a growth on his skin. After putting the matter off, a doctor removes a mass of hair and teeth. In time, it'll breed. Soon, it'll speak. Link to Wiki Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Visit TD.com slash Small Business Match to learn more. Conditions apply. Welcome back to Creepcast. How'd you like that? A lot of energy in that one. Wow. You woke me up. Start up the cream cast and then immediately

not followed up like a hard stop. Excuse me. All right. Well, hi everybody. But we were when we were talking so casually, 20 seconds ago before that. I'm trying to get amped up. I can see that.

That's the kind of day. This is going to be, hello, everybody. Welcome back to Creepcast. Thank you all so much for the support. You've been showing on the show. I looked at that this is like a couple days after the last Creep TV went out.

Support on that's been great. You all are fantastic as ever. And I really appreciate you guys. You're awesome. And then, yeah, man, I don't know,

I'm scared. You yelled like that. You had to get the energy up when the story is called it breathes it bleeds it breeds it breeds this is a very very metal and sick title but it also it I'm not gonna lie

there's a couple red flags kind of pop it up of just the the it breeds part I can see this being maybe maybe a cheesy you know fun story I'm hoping it's I'm hoping it's nice and scary but it's also very ominous too I mean it breeds it bleeds and it breeds which also, whenever I think of it bleeds, I think of predator, the, you know, right, right.

If it bleeds, we can kill it. Yeah. The issue, though, is when I saw the title, I was with you, I thought it was cool, but then I read the word breeds and I'm like, oh, is the book. That's what I mean. I don't know what it is. I don't know where it's going. We've had some weird breeding instances on the show in the past. So I'm a little bit suspicious.

You know, I'll be, uh, yeah, the title sounds cool. I'll be honest. Uh, breeding in our, on these. stories so far from the ones we've read have not gone over well they have not been great they have not translated well but i am excited this is of course by it turns out you all are not a big fan of breeding and who could have guessed for people who watch four hour podcast episodes i uh we exclusively will make this a breeding podcast if we have to oh this is by this is by imperial and Invictive. What is it? Is it invictive? Imperial incentive. It's not spelled. Or maybe it is invective. I feel like it's supposed to read imperial incentive. You can show it on screen. Neither of the words are spelled like that. But I think it's imperial incentive. I don't know. It also says next to it, aka Travis. So Travis. So this is by Travis.

It's what we'll say. So I am not familiar with this story at all. We, someone on the team mentioned. the title. I'm like, that sounds cool after Hunter freaked out over how cool he thought it sounded. So I know nothing about the story. I know nothing about the author, but just giving him a quick glance on the creepy pause to wiki. This guy has dozens and dozens of stories in categories from apocalyptic to series stories to angels and ethereal to collaborative projects, like so many different works. So if this guy, if this story's cool, then this might be a good honeyhole for some some creepy stuff. So I'm excited. Hopefully he's our little creepy pasta Stephen King, huh? I hope so that's what I'm hoping for. Other than the part about Stephen King where he doesn't know

how to end the story. So it just kind of ends. But other than that, I agree. They don't understand what we do, do they? Travis, it appears the amount of work he has. He seems like he might have that little bugger sugar little coke nose like Stephen did. You know, so who knows. Maybe maybe that's what's powering through these but it breathes, it bleeds, it breeds. As always as well guys, uh, if you can

listen to this podcast and give us a nice rating on Spotify and Apple podcast and all that jazz. It helps us out a lot and it keeps, you know, it keeps us nice and warm. Nice. as nice and fuzzy. It keeps it keeps our power bills on because Lord knows we need the money. Am I

right? But to be honest, I have absolutely no idea how Spotify or Apple Podcasts works, but I'm told that the liking stuff is a good thing. So keep doing that and thank you for the support. It means the world. We are regurgitating what people tell us to say, but it is cool. We are puppets for the machine. Puppets for the gladly be puppets for the machine. And we've been constantly in like the top 50 forever.

So we appreciate that. And that's just because of you guys. So thank you. Let me actually look at that. Actually, yeah. What are we now? we were like a few a couple months gone over it now.

Spotify podcast charts. Podcast charts. Let me see if I can find us. Do to do to do. Number 41 in the in the world, it looks like. Wow. Number 41. Not bad.

We'll take it. That's pretty good. That's pretty good. We are unfortunately underneath Ben Shapiro's podcast. God damn it. That's a shame. Hold on. Let me look.

Yeah, he's 34. Okay, we have to do some about that. We're one under NPR news. We're, uh, we're under the BPD podcast, whatever that is. Yeah. All this stuff, I'm always like, this fluctuates so much too. So I want to, we will probably be lower when you guys look at this, but stop yelling. Okay, hold on.

We've gone pretty high in the past. And I think, too, what happens is when we post, we jump up like 10, 15 spots. And then when we have it posted a while we go down. Yeah. So I'm looking at it. at it right now. It's been over a week since we've put an episode on Spotify. So it's, you know, it's calmed down. So that helps. We are, I'm looking at right now on Spotify, at least, we are six spaces above Shane Gillis's podcast. We'll take it. The Matt and Shane

secret. That's pretty good. I'll take it. I'll take it. And it only helps us if you guys go there and be our champions for us as well. So please be sure to go rate us on those. It does help us out. And I say without further ado, let's get into it. Let's get into it. All right. So here we go. It breathes. It bleeds. It breeds. Oh, wait, actually, hold on. Let me look. No, that's pretty good. I think that's implied with the breeding part. Let me say really quick. I saw a bunch of comments on, I can't remember how many ago it was. The second creepy grab bag we did. When I was acting as the guy in the interrogation, there were so many comments that were furious at me. Like, why is he adding so many um? Why is he pausing so much? It is called. acting. I never said I'm good at it, but I didn't just forget how to read. There was a lot of people who liked to do. I thought it was fine. I was immersed when I was, when I was on the other end of the call and I was very immersed. I appreciate that. I appreciate you and the other people who appreciate it. But to all the people in the comments who were like, what, is he tired? Why does he

keep stopping? What is this? This is stupid. That that is how this is a show that is how shows work. Okay. Thank you. Thank you. Welcome to show business. You'll never get by. I had to get that off my chest. Anyway, I've always been a sick child. It was never bad enough to warrant a trip to the hospital, but it was always something that was hanging over me. I was smaller and less energetic the most kids my age. Well, they preferred to run around and play outside. I chose to stay inside and read. This sounds exactly like you. This feels like, shut up. Shut up. Shut up. I prefer to stay inside and read. Okay, I did do that because I was a wimpy kid. I, I wasn't sickly, but I was very small, and I was also sheltered.

So I did read a lot to know some of these creed pasta stories. Well, guess what? All those guys were outside playing, they probably work at like Staples now or Cracker Barrel or something. And guess who has a YouTube channel? So you know what? Look at that. It looks like the nerd gets the girl. Tire.

So check me out. But I was laughing about while I was reading that is I imagine that, that meme of the dragon, that's like, while you played your sports, I studied the literature. Why you played just for it as I studied literature. Yeah. Were you about say something before? I was just saying, I imagine that you weren't a sick child, but I did like to imagine you went to the doctor and the doctor was like, his lips, they're far too fat,

and they're only getting bigger. And you're just, I'm tired of the, I'm tired of this lip thing. Do you know how many, I've got so many DMs and comments about like, man, man, this guy, this YouTuber is really cool. I wish I could see him. over the lips swell up like their description of me is just like a giant pair of lips and it's it's got into a ridiculous degree and I'm kind of tired of it honestly so I can't stand you

I can't anytime you say something to me my comments are that for a week straight so stop okay all right fine can I ask you something what is the I know I know we just started the story people are so mad right now but I also don't care it's my show um go back outside and play with your friends while I said inside and study literature. What is the thing about you being able to control fire? I went to, I did a video ranking chicken sandwiches. And I went to Chick-fil-A and I,

this is probably like the sixth stop that we went to, right? And this guy, because in Chick-Flead, they're outside. They take her order outside in the drive-through, whatever. And the guy, I rolled down my window. I was like, hey, man, can I just get a chicken sandwich? And she's like, oh, my God, you look like you could control fire. look at you, I just like a magic fire like you look like you would like

control fire. You've got like a superpower. Damn, that's crazy. All right. Hell yeah. Take care, bro. And I said, it's in the video. Completely unprompted. Well, yeah, I was like what? I was like, and now there's a pause. I'm like, damn, cool, thanks, dude. I thought this

was cool. He's like, yeah, you're just giving off this aura. He's like, says it's like, you look like you could control fire. And I have not been able to... You look like you could control fire. I was, just so fabric i thought that it was a i thought he was a homosexual man flirting with me at first because it was just so well that it's chick fillet i think they execute people for that there well i don't know well that's why i'm saying i'm like he's living on the edge and he's shooting shots where he can't he probably is like that could have been like a like a under the radar

you know shot that was super super nice guy but i have not been able to live it down then but if you want to see that moment it is in the chicken chicken video okay all right and i just saw that comment I don't know what means. I'll go back to the story now. Okay. The slightest bit of activity was enough to exhaust me for days on end.

It wasn't a bad life, but I can certainly see how it made me into the introverted person I am today. I took comfort in books and I experienced the world through them.

Go ahead. I heard that laugh. It is fun. I'm just actually picturing you like, I'm just young now. If you want to... I got to exhaust it easily

and I took comfort in books. Now that you have to do my exit on top of that. yeah oh my god so good i experienced the world through them i hate that voice so much it's just like never-ending story where's foul core ad oh my god i can't describe what it sounds like but it makes me mad i know i know i'm sorry it's such a cartoonish version of your voice if it makes you uh it helps your imagination any when i was a kid i was like very frail and skinny but my head was almost the same size it is now like it was an insanely large head for a child and my sister made

fun of me for it all the time like you know you remember the tv show invaders em yeah yeah she said that i looked like the way all the characters from that show were drawn like the head is yeah so yeah to give it to give you a visual any Anyway, it wasn't until I turned 23 that I began to question myself. Everyone around me seemed to be getting married and settling down, but I wasn't. I had a few friends at work, but no one who I really hung out with in my free time. My family was gone. I lost my father at a very young age to a heart attack brought on by a lifetime of high cholesterol,

and my mother passed away shortly after I graduated college from an extremely malignant form of pancreatic and dino carcinoma. My mother clung on to life for a few weeks before her body shut down. I remember my last memory of her in the hospital. She was so thin that it looked like the slightest breeze would take her from me. Her eyes were bright and feverish, and her skin was yellowed like the pages of an old book. The palliative, demoral, they were giving her to ease her into her final moments, robbed her of any coherent last words. She just stared at me with her glassy eyes as the end came for her.

I clashed her hand in mine but it wasn't like she wasn't even there sorry I clutched her hand in mind but it was like she wasn't even there I told her I loved her she didn't respond she just closed her eyes

and let everything go I decided that it was time for me to do the same I will say off the bat I really like this writing style it's like artistic in moments stuff like she was as yellow as the pages

of an old book stuff like that but it's not like overtly you know it's not like the guy pulled out of the the source to make stuff up it feels i don't know i just like it i just like the way it's rent so far no it's pretty also it's a very haunting and cold uh take of losing both your parents i always sometimes i think about that what what it's going to be like to lose a parent so i always have this like deep respect and sympathy for people who have already gone through that especially at a young age it would it would be a lot to process that yeah yeah I know close family near

sorry you know what I would say to my mom if if when she was on her dying go ahead let's write go ahead go ahead it's not a joke okay all right never mind no say it no I was just gonna say I was gonna go to her and say I love you

and you rob me of my happiness when I was a child and I hope you burn in hell you you tired old goat is what I would say to my mom you're tired old I was trying to think what would be the most insulting thing

you decided someone to die I feel like calling him a tired old goat has got to it's got to hit hard what you sheepish you sheepish looking human being hey hunter who do you want to die first

your mom or your dad and probably my dad you were way too ready for them. I like my mom more. What I was supposed to do? Oh my gosh. I was expecting like some level of like, yeah. Oh, wow. Why would you ask that or whatever you're like, mom? If I had the chooses of they do, I mean, it's going to suck when they both go. But I'd definitely probably say you know my dad. I'm going to, I don't know your parents, but when I do, guess what I'm

telling them? Go ahead. First thing. My dad probably like, yeah, sound about right. I'm going to go back. to the story now. I had no close family nearby or any real friends. I was alone in the world. I put in my two weeks notice at the small company that was gracious enough to hire me fresh-eyed out of college and left town shortly after my mother's funeral. In all honesty, I didn't want to stay there any longer. Everything reminded me of what was gone and what I was missing out on. After selling our house and settling the matter of her will, I had enough to get far away. I chose the countryside. I wanted to be alone with my thoughts for a while.

I felt like I needed some time to work through everything and decide on my next course of action. My inheritance afforded me that privilege. In hindsight, I realized that this was the worst possible choice in my life. Living alone with only my thoughts to keep me company, a mile away from my closest neighbor, only served to deepen my sense of isolation. I was alone with my thoughts, and I quickly realized that none of them were good. I think my mental state only quickened my descent into sickness. Everything began when I noticed a small mass on my left upper arm just underneath the skin.

The growth was about the size of a pea and I could move it around under my skin about a quarter of an inch or so in each direction. At first I told myself that it was a fatty deposit and nothing to be concerned about. Under palpitation, I experienced a slight discomfort but no more than that when manipulating any other section of my body. It wasn't until I noticed that it was slowly growing that I began to get concerned. Love this setup. Yeah, this is, I've, again, I have no idea where this is going, but it's pointing in the direction of some body horror stuff, and I am into it.

Yeah, definitely, almost like a, I don't know if I know I use love crafting a lot, but I don't know if I've used Cronenberg yet, but my love of Cronenberg and how he sets up body horror in that way, too, is very fun. Has a, just that little plant of, the, the scariest thing and the most, I, I don't really think that there's a lot of horror nowadays that, like, legitimately scares me, but I find a lot of horror to be fascinating from a story, like, a standpoint of, like, things that are the perception of scary, like the, like, the things that are horrifying, and Kronenberg really does a great job by, like, breaking down how fucking horrifying the human body can be.

So these things that just kind of happen, almost like a cancer is. and having things that are also, like, hereditary, um, that are passed down to you from your family, like genetics and, you know, sicknesses and that kind of stuff is just like, I don't know, extremely horrifying. And I love just this little slight nod to that kind of body horror thing of, well, it just started out as like a bump on your skin because who has an experience that? You know what I mean? You like look at something on your arm or something and you're like, look for a second.

Yeah. And I, uh, I don't know. I just, this is like a very subtle and fun way. excited. I eventually broke down and went to see a doctor who assured me that it was likely a lipoma or xanthoma and was nothing to be concerned about. He reassured me that it was more likely a symptom of high cholesterol rather than the sign of cancer. He explained that while family history and genetics had given me a bad hand, that didn't necessarily mean I couldn't live a long, healthy life. I was still unsure about the lump, which led me to asking if we could

biopsy it. He reasoned that there was no real need to do so, that they were harmless. Since the mass was movable under my skin, that meant that it was encapsulated and was likely benign. He said that getting a sample would only confirm what we already knew and would cost me about $400. He advised me to cut back on my red meats and to come back if I noticed any change in the lipoma. I thanked him and left the hospital feeling comforted. That reassurance lasted about a month. For the first days, I was constantly poking and prodding the small lump. After about a week when I was confident that the mass hadn't grown any, I went back to my usual life of solitude. I woke up late every morning and read. I did some minor chores around the

house and thought about what direction I wanted my life to go in and what field I wanted to work in. Sometimes I would go days without talking to anyone. Looking back, I now realize how unhealthy it was to isolate myself after my mother's unexpected death. I was stagnating and I didn't even realize it. About a month after getting my lipoma checked out, I began to experience a stinging pain in my upper left arm. That discomfort brought back the memory of my visit to the doctor. The mass of my arm was now dime-sized. I could still move it, but now the slightest touch felt like I was being poked with a needle. I left it alone for a few days, hoping against hope that this was all my imagination running rampant, but the pain continued. I think some sad

part of me thought that it would go away if I ignored the issue long enough. To be honest, I was worried about going back to the hospital. That was partially due to the fact that I was afraid of what the diagnosis would be. A growth can be a symptom of cancer. My mother's experience in the hospital also kept me from going. I lived with the slowly growing mass for about a week before I realized how dire the situation was. It wasn't until I woke up one night with the stinging pain of my arm that I decided to go back to the doctor. I rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom to look at my arm. I figured that I had slept on my arm wrong or possibly struck it against something and that was what was causing me pain.

I realized I was wrong when I flipped on the light switch and saw a small bit of caked blood around the area on my upper arm. I hopped into the shower to wash away the silver dollar-sized splotch of blood and had a startling realization there was a fingernail sticking out of my arm oh let's go let's go baby let's go we're so back we're so back this is sick

it was over I was terrified reading a title that said it breeds but there's a fingernail coming out of his arm now and now it's talking about breeding in like a biological microscopic sense or something probably so I don't have to worry about the breeding thing anymore. Yeah, I'm going to say, I don't know if I want to confirm that yet, but yes, I'm hoping.

I just love the one thing that I'm liking about the writing style, too, also not to bog it down again, but I really love the way that he's breaking up these paragraphs, and he kind of does like a nice, he kind of always reveals a little bit more each time. Like, by that, I mean, uh, almost like a little, like a hook. He kind of keeps rehooking you with some of these fun, like little blurbs. Every time that there is a paragraph break, I'm like, well, what next? What next? Like, I'm like eager to get to the next one, which is really cool. I'm stoked. This is awesome. At first, I thought that I had inadvertently rolled over and accidentally jabbed a clip toenail into my skin. But as I went to pull it, I experienced a sudden tearing pain that actually made me gasp. It felt like I'd grabbed a nerve ending and pulled on it. I rinsed off the area and examined it. The nail appeared to be sticking out of my skin rather than piercing it. When I painfully shifted the lipoma, the nail wiggled and receded further into my skin as if it was part of the mass itself.

I made it my mind then that I made up my mind then and there to go to the doctor first thing in the morning. Man, that's so cool. Oh, that sounds so brutal. Isn't there an actual condition where like toenails grow out of your body randomly? I don't know. That seems like something that would be like a weird. human condition thing. I don't know why I do you think it's like I'm just trying to think about like if I saw a legitimate fingernail parking on my arm, I feel like I just want to go to like the emergency room immediately. I don't know if I'd be able to sleep with that like knowing that.

It sounds like what it was is that like he was having fear that it almost certainly was cancer and he saw what cancer did to someone. So it was like it's a it's it's like. It's like. you know what could happen if you don't do it, but the realization of like manifesting it, like, yes, this is real. This is happening is almost more terrible than taking care of it. Sure. Having to address it.

So I think, I mean, I think that might be. Yeah. I mean, it's not totally irrational. I'm just trying to, like in my own, in my own case,

I just feel like there's no way I'd be able to just go to slag. They'd drive me crazy. But I could see people being, like you know what first thing in the morning i'm doing it maybe i'm just i don't want to get ahead of myself like there's plenty of rational explanations yeah yeah yeah and i've had stuff before that i'm like is this something serious and then it goes away and i don't have to worry about it so that that's part of it but i think more so in our author's case it was um like you know a uh the the realization of it not not that he was waiting for it to go away

he just didn't want to manifest it basically yeah yeah I'm trying to look up if there is, if I'm losing my mind. I swear I heard some story about a tumor that actually presented like a fingernail before. Yeah, here it is. A rare, it's called an, I think this is what I'm supposed to be looking at. An ony coma, on a on a comatric coma. Okay, sorry. A rare benign fibroepithelial tumor that you use.

usually slow growing and painless. It often causes changes in the nail plate, but the tumor itself is hidden beneath it. In one case, a 60-year-old South Asian man developed a large, smooth, shiny, green dome-shaped nail. I think that's talking about it, it grows in like the actual material of your nail rather than making a new one. I swear, I'm not crazy. I've heard of this before. I bet you there is something. There's going to be some like fucking toenail riddled back viewer we have who's just like, trust me, buddy.

It's real. Don't believe me. He tweets at me a picture of like tone else coming out of his body. Yeah, looks like one of the goddamn teenage mutant ninja turtles just like, he's like, Calabunga, asshole. Yay. I can't wait for that.

At first, the doctor tried to rationalize it the same way that I did. He said it was like Leolipoma and my constant worrying was just making it more pronounced. It was until after I showed him the air that he began to take me serious. He concluded that the skin ruptured outward instead of inwards, which meant that it had come from under my skin and poked out. I asked if he would excise the lump so we could examine it, and he agreed due to possible risks of infection and identifying the cause for the growth. I turned down his offer for a general anesthetic. He tried to convince me that it would be easier with one, but I asked for a local anesthetic instead.

I remembered my mother's final moments. Even if it was going to be a simple procedure, I didn't want to experience anything like that ever in my life. Part of me realized that it was my fear of being in the same situation as her that made me so stubborn about the anesthetics. After he explained the procedure to me and its risks, I followed him into an operating room, laid down on the table, and waited for him to begin.

I did my best to look away while he worked. I imagined turning my head to see what. what was happening only to sneeze into the open wound or faint from the mere sight of the surgery. I did gather up enough courage to look towards the end. I looked up into the mirror to see about an inch of skin peeled away with a slightly red mass beneath it. It didn't look nearly as grotesque or sickening as I thought, instead it looked clinical, clean. He said an object in the tray and proclaimed, I think I got it. Let's just see what we have. I heard him drop the heavy tweezers on the ground as if something had shocked him.

I went to look, but he told me I needed to stay still until he could suture up the area. He reassured me that the utensil had just slipped out of his hands and it was nothing to be worried about. I waited for 10 agonizing minutes of uncertainty as he sutured the area and swabbed it down again with bedadine. When he finished, I set up and looked at what he had said in the tray. It was a grayish mass that was about the size of a misshapen marble. through the antiseptic scent of the hospital

I smelled something like spoiled meat I felt my stomach turned as the realization that this had been inside me and had just begun to rot one end terminated in what looked like a fingernail that had broke through my skin it wasn't until he asked me if I knew what the term

it wasn't asked me until what if I knew what the term fetus in feetu meant that I connected all the mac macabre pieces of the jigsaw fetus in fetu a parasitic twin yes what so is that is that under the assumption that he's saying that like the thing was trying to copy him or like basically or like it was oh this is your this is your twin at one point but you absorb the body you know they say like fetuses do that in the womb sometimes

I always hear about that but I never have actually looked in to it. Yeah. So that's what, okay, so fetus and fetus is different from that. So a lot of the times actually, like in early, early stages, I say a lot like it's all the time. What will happen sometimes in early stages of pregnancy is there will be like two eggs that are being fertilized and growing. And then one of them will pass the other in development. So the smaller one, it's like, you know, the body, the body accommodates resources or whatever will effectively combine. early on the other one or whatever basically absorbed but that happens like early early on i don't i mean it probably does but i don't think that happens into like late trimesters of pregnancy

or anything uh now a fetus and fetu is something different that's when there is instead of being absorbed one of the pregnancies that is non viable joins inside of or attached to the viable pregnancy, effectively becoming a parasite. Weird. Man, I've never heard of that before. And that is not good. That is like you need to get rid of it. Yeah, if you want to, I don't recommend this for the audience.

So normally the parasitic one isn't a, like developed to any degree. It's probably just a mass of flesh. So it will just attach itself to the viable pregnancy, right? um however what happens a lot of the time is they won't recognize this until the child is born and this is especially common in like third world regions of the world and stuff like that right where there's not as much like you know pre pregnancy screening and stuff like that um the non viable one will just kind of develop into flesh and then attach itself to the viable one in such a way that removing the non-viable pregnancy

would be detrimental to the actual child. Oh, fuck. So, yeah, if you remove it, then they would like basically kill the child. Yeah, imagine conjoined twins, but one of the twins is like a tumor, effectively, a massive flesh.

And you can't pull it off because there's so many arteries and connections made. So there are people who just have to live with it. So if you ever want to traumatize yourself, you can look up what that looks like. it can be pretty brutal sometimes. Yeah. So that's basically what it is.

It's different from absorption because absorption normally means that the pregnancy that's born is like viable and if anything gains nutrients or whatever from the other one. Whereas a parasitic twin is, you know, a problem. Most of the time, like a parasitic twin results in a miscarriage because it's just like too much for the, you know, the pregnancy, the body to handle and everything. Right. But sometimes it's born and the effects are normally weird. Interesting. Yeah.

There's my, look at my biology degree coming into. There you go. Working out a little bit. Every now and then I have my moment. We went into the examination room where the doctor explained what he thought was happening as he gave me a complete look over. He posited that I had started off with a twin, but somewhere along the way, I had absorbed my twin into my body.

It had likely, siphoned off nutrients. which explained my lethargic activity and smaller stature when I was younger. He assumed that the mass had been reabsorbed by my body over the years, and there was likely nothing left except that small piece we had just removed. However, as he palpitated my back and his face turned cold, I knew that was not what had happened. Oh, yes, let's go, dude. Oh, my gosh, there are pieces of his parasitic twin laid throughout his body

that were dormant in her now. bro let's go let's go we're it's time oh so yes oh the doctor said he felt something just above my right kidney and that exploratory surgery was necessary i don't know if that's true i do not i do not my doctor to pull out a treasure map and say you mind if i go look like x marks the spot dude i need to go search for something i would just be like is there no machine you can use that you could use that you could just like why do you have to cut into me exploratory surgery is necessary sometimes if there's like if the thing they're looking for wouldn't show up on an x-ray an MRI maybe like discoloration or like a splotch on the side of an organ or something but you

would see this on an x-ray or an MRI sure like I feel like an MRI you'd have to see whatever's in there yeah you would think at least he told me that the sooner they performed the procedure the better. I agreed, and he asserted that I would need to be completely anesthesized for the operation. It was then that I was forced to accept my worst fear. I would have to be sedated like my mother was. I tried to talk my way out of the situation, but my doctor explained that this was a life-threatening issue that needed to be resolved. I eventually relented and consented to the surgery. Or you could be like the thing from the Russian sleep experiment, just like be awake and stare at the doctor the whole time.

Yeah, exactly. Put the gas back on. So nearly free. What if this shows like, because we summoned it, it just like ruins it. I hope not. It just died bombs. It is ramping up to be something fucking awesome.

I'm super stuck in this. So far. I hope it doesn't die, but we'll see. And if it did, it's our fault, we summoned, I summoned it into existence.

I spent a sleepless night in the hospital with my stomach growling at me the entire time. I prayed it was my stomach growling and not having eaten all day rather than the partially formed fetus of my twin inside me. That was, that was a slight, that was a slight,

campy joke a little bit. Yeah, I may have done that. I kind of like that visual though, of hearing the, when you hear your stomach, do like, whatever from being hungry, that it's like a person inside you, grumbling. That's kind of crazy.

Does this go back to the thing you talked about where you just wanted to be pregnant? I don't, I can't confirm. So the anesthesia, whatever, what was this next learner? We were in a story about something? This is a podcast about stories, I think, or something like that.

Yeah, what are we talking about? The anesthetist arrived about an hour after I woke up and talked to me through the process step by step. She put the needle in my arm and connected it to an IV bag. She asked me if I was ready and I nodded, terrified about what was happening,

and horrified about my prognosis. She told me everything was going to be all right and then hung the IV bag filled with saline, out of an end, and an aesthetic. My last coherent memory before going under was of my mother and her final moments. What happened next was the worst five hours of my life. I remember hearing music in my days.

At first I thought the surgery was over until I heard the surgeon talking over the music asking for a retractor to hold the surgical area open. I had two horrifying thoughts in that moment. The first being that Nikki Minaj's anaconda was one of the most... One of the most... I might have ruined it, Hunter. I'm sorry. I might have done this.

This might be my fault. Nikki Minaj's Anaconda was one of the most discomforting songs to hear playing in an operating room. that should be illegal I agree I do I do think that would be kind of imagine like cutting open so I know that they do that a lot when my wife does surgery which granted her surgery is on primate so I think the you know level

of what you can do around the patient's different yeah but I just can't imagine blaring Nikki Minaj in an OR yeah I just feel like yeah I don't know I bet you there's all kinds of music that fucking plays but to me I'm just like that just feels oddly inappropriate

it. You're getting your stomach cut up and it's like boy, toy. Troy, he's a living in Detroit. Dig bigger than it's how I talk about eyeballs. Exactly. You're just watching your ribcage get removed. My and I kind of don't. My ain't the kind of don't.

The second was that I was going to be conscious for the entire surgery. That is terrifying. They had taped my eyelids, so I couldn't see anything. but I heard everything where they taped your eye you're anesthetized and they taped your eyelids Is that normal? I have no idea I don't think that's normal

I'm surely do surgeons I've never heard of that before tape eyelid it's not like clockwork orange Yeah surgeons often tape eyelids closed during general anesthesia or when a patient is in a medically

induced coma to protect the eyes from corneal abrasions and other injuries okay well the the Google AI at the top of the page says that so and then yeah the next next source small pieces of sticking tape are commonly used to keep the eyelids fully closer in the anesthetic okay well I never knew that whatever okay well we learned something new today hunter me and you both as I laid there unable to move during the gruff course of X going to give it to him by DMX the head surgeon asked if what he was seen was really what made up the mass.

I heard one of the assistant nurses gag as he set the excised material into a pan. She excused herself and someone joked that she wasn't good when situations got hairy. The people around him groaned at the pun that I wouldn't understand until they showed me what they extracted. I was in surgery for about five hours, conscious and paralyzed for the entire experience. Oh my God. I've heard of this happening before. people who were like in surgery and they like feel it as it's happening that's got to be a bad time god luckily i felt nothing but i heard every joke jab and bit of gossip i heard the sizzle as the bovi

looked up the name later cut and cauterized the incisions those 300 minutes were the most excruciating moments of my life i felt like i was on that table for an eternity listening to music puns and the sound of my own operation the worst part of it was a realising that I couldn't see what they were doing, and I had to imagine what was happening to me. My faculties returned a while after surgery. I didn't say anything to the attending nurse. I wanted to believe that what had happened hadn't actually occurred. The nurse was hesitant to show me what they had removed, but I explained that I needed the closure.

She told me the surgeon would show me when he gave me an update. I waited for 30 minutes, imagining the horror that they had removed from me before he arrived. he took me to a back room where he showed me the mass floating in formaldehyde it was the size of a baseball and covered with hair tiny teeth and grain flesh oh my god that's so cool it looked like something pulled straight from john carpenters the thing he told me the surgery had been a success and they had removed most of the growth he reassured me when he noticed my concern by explaining that a small mass had fused my spinal column in utero and that it would be dangerous to attempt to remove it.

He explained that my body had walled it off and encapsulated it and there was no danger. To attempt to remove it could have left me paralyzed from the waist down. Oh man, that is brutal. Oh, that's so cool. So curious to see, do you think it looks like, it probably has to look like a tiny head, right? Probably. Well, the skin, the teeth, like. I swear I've heard I may just be making stuff up I'm okay yes tumor that grows hair and teeth yes I am correct a teratomas are rare germ cell tumors that can contain hair teeth and

other tissues yeah so it is a thing that you can have a tumor that grows hair and teeth human body really is just a fucking nightmare isn't it yeah it is all the stuff that can go wrong is terrifying these pictures of the tumor are terrified it looks like someone's face sprinkled up into a ball because it's just there's random teeth sticking out and hair sticking out and stuff like that it's horrific yeah no i i do not care for that yeah did you look it up uh i i did and then i also realized i haven't been recording my camera this entire time so now i'm going to start recording my camera you haven't been recorded your camera i have not been recording my camera, but there will be a picture of me in, in place. And then now I am back.

I'm here. I'm sorry. I've been recording. I can't stand you. I've been recording my audio at least. So that's all I really know. Oh my gosh. This guy. All right. Well, thanks, man. Great, great job. I'm so proud of you. I'm leaving a screenshot so you can just use. There you go. oopsie poopsie is what i got to do that even think about it well anyway did you see the tumor did you like the tumor i did and it was disgusting that looks like something you would make unironically well i appreciate that because it's disgusting and i it's it's horrible yeah yeah it looks like something you make that's why actually what you look like to me when i think of you in my head that's you it's honestly not that far off especially the search result with like the little

tough of hair and all the teeth and a straight row yeah yeah why not i'll tell you take it. I'll take it. I thanked him and recuperated in the hospital for a few days until I was able to go home. As soon as I got home, I looked into the mirror. There's a small line of stitches on my stomach and a divot on my back where they had removed my parasitic twin. I just wanted to put everything behind me and forget about what I had growing and rotting inside me. I wanted to forget about what I remembered from the surgery. I felt on both of those fronts. I spent the next month in a chemical days. The doctors prescribed me oxicon for the pain.

At first, I was hesitant to take it, given my history, but the pain soon forced my hand. To be honest, it was pleasant. It felt like a ball of warmth at the center of my core that spread throughout my body, 30 minutes after I took a dose. There's going to be one person in our audience who relapses their oxy addiction because of that line. I can tell you right now, that is not wrong. I was on hydrocodone when I threw my back out in college. You're not helping.

now two people and it was awesome I was like I know I could definitely see people getting hooked on this shit it was lovely but please don't do it yeah don't do it

it's not good for you the closest I had to that is when I went in for surgery three years ago four years ago I can't remember if I started YouTube or not but I had a cyst

on my lower back that had to be removed and I was like nervous about to go into surgery and I already had an IV set up and the surgeon or the Aneth comes by. And they're like,

you kind of nervous, buddy, you want some Valium? And I'm like, sure, whatever that is. And he just pushes it in the IV. And dude,

I'm not kidding, within seconds. I went from nervous to like, what did it be nice? And we were just like, so happy kicking my feet. I like, I went into the OAR and one of the nurses was like,

we're going to put you on the table now, okay? And I said, according to her, I said, whatever you want, Mrs. Dr.

Lady. What if you, wherever you want, Mrs. Angel Face. Yeah, I was having a great time. So after the surgery, I was like, yeah, yeah, that's dangerous. You got to watch out. Someone just relapsed on Valium because I said that.

Anyway, those four weeks drifted by as a fuzzy and warm memory without anything interesting happening. It was so pleasant that I even pestered the doctor for another regimen of oxycotton under the pretense of pain. It was about two weeks after, I finished the bottle that odd thing. began to happen. At first, I assumed my increased appetite. Oh, yes, we're going this route.

Let's go. First, I assumed my increased appetite was just me getting back to a normal diet after surgery and a month of opioids suppressing my hunger. I don't know why I pronounced opioids like that anyway. Also, I think just real quick, do you think that, like, he was a scrawny little boy because all the nutrients was being eaten up by several? It was being stolen by the parasite, yeah.

Sure. However, I was eating more than usual. Usually, I would cook myself something to eat and sit down with the book. As I got lost in the book, I would eat. Sometimes I would finish a couple of chapters before I realized that I had eaten multiple plates of food. I didn't think anything of it. I just assumed that the excise mass had cleared up some space in my stomach. The stomach pains were harder to explain away.

I eventually broke down after the pain continued and went to see the doctor. he felt the area and we talked for a while before he explained that it was likely a side effect of repeated opioid usage. He said it was common for prolonged usage to cause feelings of nausea, discomfort and sometimes even

and an adonia. I actually don't know what that term is. Anadonia? Yeah, I have no idea. Let me look that up. The story has a lot of medical words and I appreciate the research. Tons of fucking weird medical words.

I'm learning so much. This is the first one I don't know though. in a okay and adonia is the inability to experience joy or pleasure oh well that's comforting right that makes sense you're stalking your bodies like dopamine system so much that without the drug you're like you know um dulcint that makes sense right he looked at me in a way that implied i was going to ask for another prescription i wasn't to be honest but the implication was enough to keep me from pressing the issue i agreed with his explanation and left with without discussing my discomfort any further.

The discomfort continued for a few weeks before the breaking point. I woke up in the middle of the night, screaming in agony. There was a sharp pain on my side, and in my confusion, I came to a sleep battle conclusion. I'd been stabbed. I looked frantically around my room for any sign of an intruder, but there was nothing. I made my way to the bathroom to look at the area.

I wish that I had been stabbed. Instead, there was a quarter-scentral, size chunk of skin missing from my back. I had been bitten. Oh, let's go, baby. There was no mistaking the wound for anything else. I could see the area where teeth had scraped and cut into my skin as if it had been pinched and torn into a ragged hole from the inside.

I tried to block out the memory of what the mass that was removed from me looked like. It was an amalgamation of hair, grained flesh, and teeth. I won't lie. I had a complete mental breakdown when I connected all the dots. I curled up in the fetal position and began to weep uncontrollably. It was too much. A recurring thought bounced around in my head like butterflies in the stomach. Why me?

I started to have a panic attack on the cold tile floor. Why me? I began hyperventilating and couldn't catch my breath. Why me? I think I went crazy at that point. Because the next thing I heard was, it's okay we're going to be okay

let's go baby we're back we're so oh we're so back let's go it's so cool it's like it's like a more serious version

did you watch that movie um I think it was James 1 malignant yeah malignant yeah it's like a more serious like taking itself more seriously version of that

yeah malignant first off rules it's one my favorite James Juan film for sure but it's like a lot of fun so so fun so stupid and like funny and i was i was going to say is the way that the medical stuff has been treated so seriously so far that it's a perfectly veiled like shocky b horror film is what we're turning turning into and i really i love that i love i'm down for it i'm biving so hard i'm excited i looked around half expecting someone to be in the bathroom with me but no one was there wasn't until the voice repeated those words that I realized where it was coming from.

It was coming from the hole in my back. Whatever was inside me was talking to me. I got up. I had to go to the hospital. I was having a psychotic episode and likely suffering from another mass. As I head towards the door, spoke again. It's voiced no louder than the wheezing of a respirator. Don't go.

They hurt me. I don't know why I responded. If I had to guess, I would blame it on the ridiculousness of the situation and my complete mental breakdown moments earlier. Something was growing inside me like a creature from alien that could talk. I should have sprinted to the nearest hospital screaming,

but instead I spoke in a shaky, unsurgeon voice. I have to. You're hurting me. If I don't, you might even kill me. What if I didn't? I can shift while I grow. I can make it so it doesn't hurt. Until I'm ready and then we can work together to make it as painless as possible so we both can live.

Ready for what? Until I'm strong enough to leave your body. Right now, I'm not strong enough to survive outside you. I just need you to sustain me for a few months. Please, they'll kill me at the hospital. Brother, I can be your friend. I want to be with you. I don't want to be lonely.

Please don't kill me. Oh, it's so fun. It's so fun. It's such a fun setup. It's such a great set of too, especially how I can see him sympathizing with the guy being like, I don't want to be lonely. That's all the guys ever felt,

you know? Yes, exactly. Yes. The guys have been alone this entire time. And then he's given like almost like a monkey paw unraveling where now it's like, he has a brother, but it's like inside of him. It's so,

so, so sick. This is great. I imagine it. physically speaking to him out of the hole in his back. Yeah, yeah, definitely. Like a bit a hole in him to look and now it's like a crater in his back. It's like a, it's like a worn like hole in a tree that like a bird would like barrow in. You know what I mean?

Like it's just this kind of like dark hole and you can just only picture it like being able to barely move its mouth and like wees talk to him just like claustrophobically trapped inside muscle. Like how cool. this goes so hard he's going to live with it and stuff inside of him growing oh it's so good to be completely truthful i don't know what made me agree oh you dumb son of a bitch i would i'd be like i'd say mm-hmm and i'd immediately go down to the doctor's office and i'd be like get yeah buddy you know what you know what i agree let's get you to uh let's go to a buffet right now and you can eat all the food out of my spine that you want and then you just go to like uh the doctor and you're like shoot it please yeah exactly i would get those little like barbecue tongs and i would

give put it in the doctor's hands and i'd say dig and keep cutting now you are the rush cutting yeah make me paralyzed i don't care yeah fuck it i don't care be while you're like sure sure thing buddy we're gonna we're gonna hey we're gonna go to that big chinese buffet in the sky you and me how's that sound i can only try to explain my mindset at the time i just had the worst experience in my life in the surgery room. If I had it my way, I would never return to a hospital ever again. I didn't want another repeat of what happened to me the first time occurring again. I also didn't want to relive the memories of my mother's glassy stares. I held her hand and waited for her to die. The thing growing inside me had promised it wouldn't hurt me.

I don't know, but listening to that quiet tone was reassuring. It spoke in a way that reminded me of dogs whimpering and babies crying. The voice sounded weak and scared. I promised that I wouldn't go to the doctors. I think those reasons were what made me agree to the stupidest decision I've ever made in my life. Well, yeah, I don't foresee this being like, and then he was my brother and we're best friends now.

Yeah. And now he works at Enterprise rental car. He's a regional manager. No, I think, I like also that you set this up with. like almost having a guy who has been sickly his whole life. But then even even then when he's like, I never wanted to have a surgery. I've seen I was done with my mom. And then whenever you, he does have his first surgery.

He's like awake and conscious the entire like a fuck like a that is hell. Yeah. Yeah. So it's like why would he want to have to go through all that again? Fuck it. I'll just live with the weird. It has set itself up in a believable sense to be sure. Kind of person that would almost let it happen between between his loneliness and his

collusion from society and the trauma of his mom dying and the trauma of the surgery. It's like you could, I mean, it's still the wrong decision, but you could almost see why this person would be likely to say yes to this scenario. Yeah, the wrong decisions are always, I would say 90% of the time the wrong decisions are always the easier pill to swallow. Yeah. Yeah. And also like in a lesser story earlier, it would have been like, I've always liked the idea of a friend growing inside of me. You're like, I've always had imaginary friends and it's like, I've always had imagination.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whereas this one's actually like, okay, I get it. It's a bad decision, but I get it. The first few days were the most awkward moments I've ever experienced in my life. Every now and then, I would feel it's shifting inside me and apologizing when it moved in a way that brought me discomfort. Sorry. It is like, yeah, how creepy that is like a shifting almost like, I'm picturing like almost

like a slushing kind of sound like. like moving inside of them and they're just like sorry I think I've mentioned it on the show before but do you remember that ABCs of death saying about the woman who never gave birth yeah yeah yeah grew up full size inside of her that's what it reminds me of a little bit yeah it's like cracking bones I mean not yet but that's where I imagine this is going I need to I need to rewatch that that's such a good one it is a pretty good one also how big is this thing going to grow is it eventually going to be like like person like full person size I don't know.

I mean, apparently the guy, the little fetus man has, he's like, I mean, he's confident in an exit strategy, but the problem is, I don't think that he's told him.

I think that it's one of those things where it's like, when I'm big enough to leave to where it's like, he's probably just keeping him at bay until he just can like burst out or just like kill him when he leaves. You know,

something like that. I can live on my own now. The only thing is I need your heart, your lungs, your small intestine. Yeah. It explained that the surgery had only mangled it. it would need some time to heal

and regrow as it was still in the fetal stage and could produce fetal stem cells to regenerate I like how the owie hit knows all of this yeah I've been on I've been on doctor websites wiki wiki house and I there's this web and D in here

did you know that you have Wi-Fi yeah exactly Logitech makes some pretty crazy equipment now it held up its promise and the pain I had been experiencing for weeks went away. A large part of me was still driven to go to the doctor and have my parasitic twin removed.

I think the only thing preventing me from doing that was how frighten the voice sounded and the realization that I would be murdering a living, breathing person. It wasn't until dinner one night that I felt any real sense of connection with it. I just sat down to have a cheap microwave dinner when the voice spoke. What are you doing? I was taking it back as it had previously only. spoken when was apologizing for shifting. I responded that I was eating and reading a short story. We can remember it for you wholesale from an anthology. He asked me to read the story to him

and I did. I'd read a paragraph to him in between each bite of food. When I finished both the meal and the story, he asked if I could read him another. We spent the entire night reading and discussing various stories. As I enjoy multiple genres, I read a wide range of stories to the voice as it quietly listened. It wasn't until the sun crept in through the blinds that I realized how much time had passed. I lost track at the time while talking to my twin. We had read dozens of short stories and spent hours talking about the ones we liked best. I went to bed after I promised my companion that we would continue this later. It became a daily fixture of our lives. Sometimes the voice would talk to me as I did chores or cooked a meal. I'd always set down for the meal

with a book and I would read aloud while I ate. Sometimes I would have to stop and explain any event to them, but most time they just listened quietly and waited patiently. Afterwards, we would discuss our feelings on the book or what we thought was going to happen. Sad part of me realized that this was the closest thing I'd had to a friend in almost a decade. I found myself looking forward to the discussions we would have after each meal. I'm laughing. I'm laughing because, in a sense, you are my parasitic twin that I read to.

what do you what do you mean i was just reading and it was like i would i would read to him and the part where it's like sometimes it would talk to me sometimes sometimes i would have this is the dreamcast origin story what is it is and it's like his name's honor i like this is Fuck. I was a big lipped, big-lipped Hawaiian shirt wearing men. There it is. There it is.

And the twin could control fire and also. Yeah, there you go. What was a little, a little punk. And sometimes they'd have to stop and explain an event to them. But most time they just listen quietly and waited patiently. That's me the entire time.

That's so you. Afterwards, we would discuss our feelings on the book. What we thought was going to happen. That's the Creepcast origin story. And the next one's great. A sad part of he realized this was the closest thing I had to a friend. Yeah.

I found myself looking forward to our discussions. I didn't need to ruin it, but I think I just did. Oh, well. That's great. Oh, the fan art. One night, a few weeks after their discovery, I heard the voice talking to me. I can only assume that it thought I was sleeping when it spoke those words.

I'd been asleep until I felt them shift inside me. We had once, what had once unnerved me, now reminded me of a baby turning in their mother's womb. Ugh! The voice twisted in my stomach

and began talking. Soon I'll be with you. Soon I'll be able to touch you with my own hand. Soon, you'll love me. I was so lonely all these years. No one to talk to. I experience the world through you

and I want you to experience the world with you I want to feel the sun of my skin and the wind in my hair I want to be by your side it's creepy those words that's so good it's so I was just kind of it ah it's so good just the idea of it's speaking out of you like I want to be by your side ah it's so good

it also freely moving now and just like the guy accepting that and like taking this motherly role compared it to a child pregnancy. Yeah. It almost has like a fucking Hitchcock psycho like a guy it's like a weird relationship with his mother

who passed. He hasn't processed it fully. And now it almost seems like he's taking on these like maternal instincts. It's like it's very odd. Yeah. I'm I'm totally bought in. I love this thing. Not the story as in the thing. Not the thing growing inside of him. They should probably kill it. But I kept those words to myself.

As that part of me realized that I now wanted the same thing. I wanted to be able to look at them while we talked. I wanted to take them outside and show them the world. I wanted a friend. These words filled me with a warmth similar to OxyContin and, yes, oxycotton, sorry. And made me realize how lonely and depressed I had actually been up to that point. I had no one I could talk to, no one I could relate to.

Now I had a friend. Those words were lies. Subterfuge to convince me that it actually cared about me and made me suffer through the growing pains. The veneer of fraternity and friendship sloffed off to reveal the decay underneath. I woke up early one morning to find that the owner of the voice had gone still inside me.

It was asleep. I quietly made my way into the bathroom to do my morning duties when a macabre whim drove me to look at my back. The small hole in my back had almost quadrupled inside since it first spoke to me. I had treated and disinfected the fistula in the hopes that I could slide them out of the canal when they were strong enough to survive outside me. Through the fistula, I caught my first glimpse of my twin as it slept inside me. Oh my word.

That's, oh, that's so cool. Ah, the idea of it, like, slipping out of you, like a birth of sorts. Mm-hmm. Now, is the, is the fistula, what is a fistula exactly? It's an open wound, I think. So it's just an open wound. Now, this is just me. I'm wondering.

Sorry, sorry. No, no, no. I got that wrong. The fistula is when two body parts are merged together at a point. It's normally, like, with like, an orifice in the body. body like tubes or like um like arteries or something like that when two stuff is merged together where it shouldn't be basically i'm wondering if the imagery in your head i was curious because i don't know if i'm feeling like i didn't know if it almost felt like i mean like a like a legitimate

womb that's open that he's actually going to give birth out to this thing not that it's actually taking that shape but if the imagery is supposed to be um like if the imagery is supposed to be akin to that, I guess, of how the thing is you're supposed to slip up. I think that's right. So, like, maybe if it's growing inside of like a, like an open cavity in his body, it could be like a natural, an opening that's being cut open for him to crawl out of. Man, that's so brutal. Oh, this is so good.

This is such good body whore. It's not my twin. It's not even human. It is multiple eyes on its face that look more like a fly than a human. it is still in the process of development and in the 30 or so holes that pocketed its face only a dozen were filled with actual eyes its skin is cracked modeled and gray like maggotty pork with a tiny hair like cilia breaking through its body the thing's mouth looks like a lamprey eel a concentric circle of needle sharp teeth with a grotesque sucking appendage in the center

I stared in horror for a few minutes before I realized that it was starting to stir. I moved away from the mirror and did my business before I could fully wake up. I left the bathroom knowing that this thing was not to be trusted. Let's go. Yes. What is delightful? Delightful description. It's so cool.

Oh, my gosh. It's so cool. I need it. Oh, my gosh. Just like, it's like a giant fly looking thing. with like a sucking face. Now I'm imagining it is like, like a Jeff Goldblum,

haha, Jeff Goldblum, like the fly. Yeah, yeah. Like the way he looked at the end of that movie. That's what it looks like in my head. Oh, I'm so excited. Yeah, to me it's like this like a bug, like a amphibious bug kind of like weird. Yeah, it's almost like a giant amoeba.

Like with the cilia poking through and everything and like it just absorbs stuff. Oh, it's so good. It's a living tumor. It had grown faster than any organism should. in a few weeks it went from the size of a softball to the size of a watermelon it is swollen like a cancer inside of me and only now do I realize how thin I've actually become due to it siphoning off my nutrients I don't know where I contracted this thing it isn't an absorbed fetal twin it is a parasitic entity growing within me looking to be burst into this world

so it can infect others and perpetuate the cycle it'll find the weak-willed the weary the wretched and it will take advantage of them. It'll promise them false friendship and hollow hope as it incubates inside them. You know what this is almost, you know what this also fucking reads like, dude? What? This reads like, so he's skinny, right? And he probably has this huge lump, like a pregnancy bump.

Yeah. And it also kind of reads like postpartum depression or something like that or like, or what is postpartum, what's the, is that what it's called for the, when that's when you give birth and then you have like an intense depression around no longer being pregnant. Or like you can't see the baby as your own or something like that.

Yeah, exactly. Just like a resentful kind of, I don't know. It feels like a trait of like a pregnancy, like a negative pregnancy, emotional experience to it. That's like immediately what my mind went to when I just read all that. It just feels. Now he's saying it's not a parasitic twin.

Instead, it's something that just is presenting itself as a parasitic twin. It's completely alien. It is not human. It is nightmare incarnate. How else could it regrow so quickly after being torn out of me by doctors? The growth they removed was a bud likely ejected

to see another part of my body. I can now feel dozens of other lumps of my arms, my legs and groin, embryos, and development. I am a hive. Oh, it's so good. Oh, it's so cool. Now it's every movement. sends waves of agony through me. It is strong enough to survive on its own and it doesn't need

its wretched host anymore. I try to hide the pain for fear that it will realize how much of an advantage it actually has now. I know that the time of parturition is soon upon us and there's only one choice left. It will likely kill me on its way out to prevent me from trying to stop it. It's too late to go to the hospital. I'm beyond help. The creature will realize what I am trying to do and stop me. It will either twist and constrict my spine, leaving me as a paralyzed nest for it or simply debilitate me with pain until I can't move. Both are less than pleasant options.

Even if I could make it to the hospital to remove them, what's to stop the host from casting off more migrating buds to grow into those fiendish things? It wants out, and I can't allow that. I have my own option The thing likely won't see it coming Until it's too late On to why I'm writing this I always wanted to write

I spent so much of my life reading That this seems like a logical progression I don't know if that's irony Or if it's just the fumes from the gasoline I poured around the house that have now soaked into the rug Let's go Coated the walls and furniture Getting me

But it seems comical That the only piece I write Is basically my suicide note I have to share this story before I strike the match. I can feel it stirring inside me as the fumes permeate the house, unaware of what I'm planning. This thing. It breathes.

It bleeds. It breeds. And soon it'll burn. We'll burn. I know what will happen when the end comes. And it tries to break free and wriggle out of my shredded body. I'll hold it too much. in my final moments.

I'll likely snap my spinal cord like a dead branch paralyze me from the waist down. My legs won't matter though, as I have no intent on escaping. It'll scream, seethe, and shriek as the flames crackle and snarl around us. I will look into its horrifying visage and I will smile, even if it's maliciousness made flesh.

Still my only friend left in the world. As flames lap at us, I'll press it against me and whisper platitudes into its malformed ear. I'll tell it about how lonely I had been since my mother died. I'll tell it how glad I was to finally have a true friend that understood me. As we burned together, I'll tell them how much I love them. My God.

What an unbelievable ending. That is the end of it breeds or it breathes, it bleeds and it breeds. what a wow I will say the ending felt not necessarily abrupt but I I really was so invested I really wanted to like it could it could have taken one more of the story I think so yeah yeah I think it's okay now but that do you think that no no of course that there's just a subjective opinion I'm saying I agree I agree with the nitpick though I agree yeah yeah the now let me tell you so he did so here's the interesting thing these are my initial thoughts one is could this be taken that he is actually kind of gone that he's gone a bit crazy

from these traumatic things that have happened and that has he manifested that or do you think that it is just without a doubt i i think so but i don't think that was necessarily author's intention on it i think i feel like because i feel like if that was intention that he's imagining a lot of this we would have had more clues to it maybe he's on some kind of drug during this part of it rather than just being on the previously or something like that. So we've had some stuff and we can tell that he is very like a hypochondriac in a way, right? He doesn't like to have the surgeries, the surgeries.

He also comes from a line of people that are also kind of sick. And it seems like something is growing inside of him. And he's like kind of, it just seems like when I've like trying to digest this a bit, I wouldn't mind reading it again on my own just to see how I digest it again. but I could see it being that could it be a guy who has just kind of just had the shit end of the shit end of a stick for his life, right? And he is kind of, it's all falling on him all at once. And he is now almost manifested, like kind of gone crazy. And he thinks that this thing is here.

And it's almost he's even talking to it. His body that's kind of betraying him. And the way he like looks at his body that he has like manifested. this new friend inside of him only for it to act as a threat to him, I guess. I want to believe that it's real, because I do think, let me, I guess I should say this. Sorry, I want to say that I do think it's real. I think that like the creature that's inside and the story, I do think that it's not fake. I think that, but I could just see it actually happening.

Yeah, but I could see it in a way where I wouldn't be surprised that the author also came out and was like, actually, you know, we don't know. Because he even alluded to that in, you know, he references the thing in the thing in the story which is of course a great example of you know who is the thing what it's very ambiguous it's all up for interpretation of like who knows what the thing is right um but just the idea too of like it's certainly possible for sure i think it's just one of those things where it's like uh you've set up so many you've set up two great you set up two great lanes one that he has been to the doctor the doctor definitely removed something it was fucking crazy

And you've also set up this character who is kind of afraid to go to the, to go to the doctor, has like a weird distrust, has like weird mental issues, and has also been taking like prescription, medication, all kinds of stuff. It's just, it sets it up in both ways. It really is a great, I can't tell. I think it's real, but I see where you're coming from that there's like ambiguity for it. I like I think I like the way you kind of directed it that maybe not postpartum but it's almost reads as like a horror story of um there's another it's not postpartum it's it's whenever someone is terrified of a pregnancy or like fear of pregnancy it's like postpartum but like during the course of the pregnancy it almost reads like that like they were okay with it at first but

now it feels like there's an alien inside of them and it feels like a way of expressing that kind of horrific emotion the emotional the emotional the emotional waves a woman goes through during pregnancy is very fascinating kind of like what the brain does and the kind of like go again the waves go through I'm telling you this is this is the original creepcast

origin story because he even talks about pregnancy but no I think that to me it just reads so perfectly that the snapping point would have been his mother who he was so close to and he had such a horrific way of seeing her pass right that now he is

almost like he has like like mirrored himself with her and his experience of being with her and that he has created essentially a child inside of him that is going to betray him almost in the same way that maybe he felt that he betrayed his mother by not being the son. Exactly. Plus, plus he explicitly refers to his role with the creature as motherly at one point. Yeah, that mirrors that to a big degree. I think that it the only reason I'm speculating on all this to is that, it reminds me a little bit of this Kronenberg. I can't remember if it was Kronenberg or there was this YouTube.

There was this little film that Kronenberg put on YouTube. I don't know if it was meant to be a full featuring thing, but it's like this short. I think it's called the Nest. Have you heard of that? The nest. And it was definitely a Kronenberg one. I'm almost positive.

It was a Kronenberg thing. It was like early 2000s, maybe 2008, 2009 or something. But the whole thing is that it's all from the perspective of a doctor. And it's a one, one shot thing. It's very short. but it's a woman who comes in and she believes that her breasts are filled with bugs and she's like oh i'm i'm telling you they're there i want them cut off and the guy's like okay i think that he thinks he's dealing with someone who's mentally distraught or whatever so he isn't like kind of he isn't i guess being like you're crazy i think he's kind of like okay well let's talk about this but it's her saying no they're crawling inside of me they're crawling around i want them off i want you just to cut off my my breast basically so now i But it sets up a thing where she's so sure about it that then you're like, holy shit,

does she actually have this stuff? Like, is there something weird going on that like her tits are just filled with bugs for some reason? It's just, I love that dichotomy of might not even be the right world. I love just the parallel of you have somebody who is so confident. It's the literal definition of being crazy. It's just you're so confident that this is real when the reality to us. others is so blindly different. And I just, it's just, it reminded me of that in that fun way where you can be,

you have the fun game of, wow, is it real? Is it not? And even if it isn't real, it's still this idea that someone is living in this reality where it is. And that's just so horrifying. And I just, it's just so great. And that's why the only nitpick criticism I have, if you can even call it a criticism,

I would say it's just my own kind of opinion is, and it's not, I wouldn't say it's constructive criticism or anything. just wanted more. Like, I wanted more of like, you know, did, like, how did he try to deceive it? Did he try to go to the, the hospital? But he ended up having, oh, I couldn't. I had to turn around and go home because it was catching on or just all these like little deceptive things that maybe he wanted to do to it that could have like been little breadcrumbs, this little trail that would have led to this, basically him burning himself alive. And I love, love that the ending of the story is you find out that the whole thing is a suicide note.

Like it's so so thoroughly put together and so cleanly put together. And that part where it's like, you know, we like, yes, this thing is a monster trying to take for me. But the emotions I had while we talk to each other, because I never had a friend before, those emotions I had are still real to me. So as I kill it, I'm going to tell it how much I love them. Which also, that's so cool. To me, once again, it seems like a guy. screaming out that he loves himself, that he wish that he could have, I guess, given himself that kind of appreciation as well.

And then maybe others could have seen it is how it reads to me is it feels like a self-confessional of a guy who maybe that the thing inside of him was a direct reflection of how he pictured himself or how others pictured himself is how I read it. And I just, this is such a great one, man. Also a great length to, I mean, like, I know I just complained that. I wish I wanted more. But like right at an hour 15. It's like a good read, good whore.

I mean, honestly shorter. Like probably under an hour if we didn't take breaks. Yeah, we had a lot of side tangents and stuff. But I'll, you know, I imagine that scene, the one that sticks out my head has been really disturbing is when he takes that look in the mirror and the hole's gotten bigger and he can see its head now and stuff. You know those images that went around the website, the internet a while back that's like, it was like the tripophobia images or tripophobia, whatever, where it would be all these. holes in the human skin like all these open cavities i imagine that but it's like on a ball like rolling around and some of them are full of eyes and some of them aren't and there's hair mixed in and stuff it looks like it looks like a giant open wound fly like yeah side of him

moist wet just kind of like i mean just like almost like it's all covered in vaseline or whatever yeah yeah i will say i whenever i're thinking back at that too i was kind of picturing almost that it felt like the first time he actually got to do like a uh this is blanking me for some reason what is it whenever you go to the uh the wood pregnant women go to the doctor and they put like the gel on their belly and they like you can see the bass sound it felt like an ultrasound is what is what it felt like when he first saw it's almost like uh it felt like the first time you ever see your child and the first time that he saw his it was like this fucking disgusting monster it's like uh it's like a horror uh uh uh

a horror adaptation of pregnancy, basically. It's like, it's like there's that kind of thing a lot. Like people will take strangers and, you know, make that into like this crazy, you know, blood out horror story or like people smiling or something like that, right? This is like an exaggerated, like you said, Kronenberg level, uh, take on pregnancy. The human body is just so disgusting and creepy as it is.

Oh, there's so much that can go wrong. And it's also such a deceptive. it's like it's such a deceptive palace of like agony is like the human body is just like a at any time it can just portray you you know you can do everything right that's like the craziest thing is people who are treat their body really right whatever those are the people who get cancer and people who smoke and do what you know it's like it's just this it's extremely deceptive thing into i don't this was just such a fun one man i loved it i think it started off so like i did not expect it to take this kind of like like i said before like 80s I thought it was going to be, so at the very beginning, I thought it was going to be like a monster, right? Of some kind, like it bleeds, it breathes, whatever, like a bigfoot-esque thing. But then it's like, oh, it's something inside of him. That's cool. And then it was a parasitic twin.

But then it's not. It's something that says it's a parasitic twin. And it's growing. And so like every twist in turn was great, had me engaged the entire time. Incredibly well done. I love them. I will say, too. And you, like you said, this is a, I can't wait to just check out other, like,

other stories he's done. I hope that he has some kind of short storybook or something. So he's got when you go to his creepy pasta wiki account, he has 16 different categories for his stories. Wow. He lists

his inspirations. He has a writer's lounge, a writing advice board on the creepy post wiki. When you go to his stories trying to see what he categorizes this one as because there is there's a series he does called At My Most Human state. He has several anthologies for it looks like a couple collaborative projects. Then he has

existential aggress, evils, angels, and ethereal. Nicaraguan myths and stories. Oh, okay, interesting. Maybe the author's Nicaraguan or he just has an interest in them. I think he is, yeah. I will say he has 68 stories on his wiki here. Some of these are really cool. because he has like a synopsis of the story next to it. There's one that's called echoing calls. And it says a 911 dispatcher begins to receive calls from a brutal homicide that happened years before. Might be a fucking another good.

We might need to dive back into. That's such a sick concept. We might need to dive back in and maybe just do a grab bag of his stuff too, depending on how long. His stuff isn't super short either. So it'd be fun to see. Yeah. I see I, I, this is, uh, I don't know, one called an eye in the hospital that says a hospital

security guard recounts how he lost his job. Uh, there's one called lavender. A psychiatrist deals with a scorn stalker after an abysmal first date. Dude. Okay. So for everyone, we're not going to be able to read all these, of course, whatever, but his link again, he goes by imperial invective or imperial incentive on creepy pasta wiki. We'll put a link to that in the description. Y'all go check this out like this is just one but there's probably yeah like Travis Coleman's is his name Travis Pullman does he have any books or anything I'm trying to see if we if if we do end up finding some I will try to link it I've also tried to see if you had like a Twitter that people could follow or to keep up on his work but we'll try to link all that stuff here as well but

honestly this was uh man I don't that was cool this is just I really really love this one this is such a fucking great one man we've had we've been reading a lot of good stuff lately that's what i feel like we're this rut of kind of like eh but man we're hitting we're hitting some just great shit especially and i never heard about people so many of like the big ones that people talk about that we've read it's been the kind of like yeah you know it's it's cool some of some of these ones where we i haven't heard of it or you haven't heard of it they've just been awesome a lot of great sleepers the uh not counting the grab bag because obviously we throw some like stinkers in there on purpose um our last three have been feed the pigs stolen tongues and now this

so that's a pretty that's a pretty good track record if i do say so myself i think it's great man and i'm always as always too guys if you have stuff that you want to us to read or for like recommend always comment this stuff down below because we're always looking for new stuff but this was an awesome one and please go give Travis uh some love and check out some of his work because this is awesome and i'm yeah i can't wait a million percent i i hope more people check out their stories. I would like to cover some more of them just off what we've seen in future ones.

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