CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio - "Do not let the ghosts of Chernobyl touch you" Creepypasta

Episode Date: May 21, 2021

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I've seen movies where they have monsters or mutated animals there, but I've never seen anything on ghosts. You'd think with a nuclear meltdown and the amount of deaths that happened there, they would have some activity going on. It piqued my interest so much that I planned a trip over there. I've been a small ghost hunt all over the country before, so I was no stranger to this stuff. I've been to the supposed most haunted places

but never really found anything interesting Yeah, I've seen some weird stuff on my journeys But never anything like what I came across in Chernobyl The ghosts are completely different there I'm not so sure if it's the radiation before their death Or after their death they completely mutated them For the trip I had to make sure I went alone That was my thing

I noticed you get more paranormal activity when you go alone Maybe they feel more powerful over one person than over a group of people But by choosing to go alone It made the trip extremely difficult and much more dangerous After months of planning and studying the land I was finally there I drove as far as I could and walked a few hours to get there I arrived earlier on the day hoping to hit all the landmarks

The ferris wheel the azure swimming pool and the iconic rows of abandoned apartment buildings reclaimed by nature. When I finally arrived there, I immediately started setting up my gear. I set up my camera and started live streaming the event online. I had a few diehard fans that watched me live. I mostly did the live stream as a type of insurance. If anything bad happened, I was hoping someone watching would call for help or alert the police. The first few hours were uneventful.

I didn't hear or see anything. My supposed voice box was not picking up anything. I was honestly about to start packing up my gear when I noticed the comment on my live stream. Who is that following you? Is that a cameraman? Following me? Nobody's following me, I assured them. I came here alone, it's just me.

I panned around and retraced my steps, but nothing was there. I thought for sure someone was trolling me, but more comments kept popping up from different people. Who is that behind you? They asked. This made chills run down my spine, but I had to keep my composure. This could be a local, or worse, someone looking to rob me.

I did have a few thousand dollars worth of gear on me. Being all alone in an abandoned city made me feel like a very vulnerable target. If anything went wrong, I was screwed. But I had to find out who was followed. me. Okay, let's see how close we can get to it. I remember entering a room with a mirror immediately adjacent to the door. Maybe I could catch a glimpse of whoever was following me, using that. I circled around and made my way towards that door. When I'd left, the door was

open. Upon my return, it was closed and locked shut. Damn it, this is going to take some time, I told my viewers. I left my camera facing the door and tried to force it open, but it felt like this door was nailed shut when I'd just been through there. I decided to give it all my strength in three pushes, then give up.

I should probably be heading back soon anyway. One, two, three. And bang, it flew open. I landed a few feet in front of the mirror, laughing, off myself when I realized why I am there in the first place. The follower, I looked up into the mirror and saw a pitch-black mass floating behind me. I should have ran, but I was completely frozen in fear.

This didn't seem like a ghost, but like a black hole had appeared behind me. Suddenly, the mass reached out towards me, before I could even flinch or even close my eyes in fear, everything went black. I don't know how long I was passed out for, but when I woke up, I was in a completely different place. Everything felt different. The air was warm with a slight noticeable draft blowing in one direction. I stood up and noticed the room was now covered in an inch of dust. The room also looked different, like someone had moved everything around, searching for something.

I went to grab my camera and noticed it was gone. I reached for my backpack, and that too was gone. Great, someone robbed me, I let out in anger. I was trying to piece together what happened, but I can only recall a black mass, not a person. Sadly, my head was throbbing with a headache. I could not recall anything clearly at the moment. I started to make my way out of the building, when, in horror, I noticed the sky was now dark red and orange. The first thing that came to mind was the reactor somehow exploded again.

I could faintly hear a siren going off in the distance, but it sounded odd. It was broken and not repeating properly like it had been running for years. I started making my way towards the exit and my rental car, which I could not be any further from. I had to make my way through the whole town and pass who knows what with all this hell going on. If this was another nuclear meltdown, I was screwed. I was right in the exclusion zone with no protective gear. nothing to defend myself with, and I still had a long way to go. As I got closer to the town centre, I started hearing the strangest animal noises I've ever heard.

I thought for sure the radiation was slowly torching whatever animals were left to death. I kept walking and noticed the whole town looked different now. I don't know what happened when I passed out, but everything was different. It was like people were still here, ravaging through everything. It was so different I decided I should just retrace my steps, so I wouldn't get lost in all this new junk. But I couldn't shake the feeling that something was following me, maybe that same follower from before.

I entered into a hospital I'd walked through earlier. In here, those ungodly noises were not as loud and terrifying. I swear, something or someone is out there in agony right now. I did not want to find out what it was. At this point I was feeling woozy My head was throbbing And I decided I needed a break I entered into a room with windows

So I could keep an eye On whatever the hell was going on out there I was sitting staring at the window When I noticed Even the trees looked different The closer I got towards the reactors They were now bare and deformed They looked like large bat wings curled in

But all the trees and branches Were being blown away from the reactor tanker hours, almost like a continuous wind was pushing them away. I wonder how long I was out for. Could I have been passed out a whole day and all this happened? I tried to ease my mind. This felt like a living hell. Could I be dead?

As all these horrible thoughts were racing through my mind, a mother holding a small child on a shoulder staggered past the window. Hello? I shouted, but to no response. She just kept on limping by In what looked like a great amount of pain I ran outside in a desperate attempt to get her attention Please stop I can help I get running towards her yelling and waving my arms

When I finally got closer She slowly stopped but stared straight forward This stopped me dead in my tracks As I got closer I could make out the details on her She was horribly burnt. Her ears were nothing but holes and a face was a blank canvas of melted skin. The continuous wind blew the blanket covering a baby to reveal a large mass of flesh and small body parts half mutated into a body. Her child was dead. As I was now close enough for her to

hear me. I could now hear her. A whimpering cry was coming from inside a skin-covered mouth. I was petrified in fear. A mutated monster stood in front of me, and I did not know what to do. In what felt like an eternity, she slowly turned her head towards me. She started motioning her head upwards in a sniffing action, like she could smell me. That was enough for me to turn back towards the hospital, and run as fast as I could without looking back. I could hear the muffled crying getting louder and louder as she chased me.

It was almost like she wanted my help. I dashed inside and slammed the door behind me as hard as I could. Standing, staring at her, I felt a small win. That's when I heard it. Screams of agony started howling from everywhere. The mother immediately ran towards the woods in fear. I was anxiously waiting to see what made that creature run off. And suddenly, from behind the building, horrific-looking flesh creatures started running and limping my direction.

I knew I couldn't hide from these things if they could smell me, so I ran towards the roof. I closed as many doors as I could behind me and quietly sat in an air vent as these creatures searched through the building. I tried to breathe as little as possible, but that was hard when you're terrified beyond belief. The building was so decrepit and old I could peep through where I was hiding. I wanted to see what I was running and hiding from. The smaller ones had already left the building. Only the bigger ones were still there. As I was peeking through, a huge, puffy man in a hazmat suit stumbled by. He was bloated. He looked like he could pop at any second. His suit was sewn shut like human flesh, like it was part of his body. He was terribly

burnt, all mutated, I couldn't tell. Their flesh looked like melted candle wax. They all finally left and I was alone with my fear. I felt like prey here. I needed to escape whatever this was. I needed to get closer to my rental car and to a hospital. Now that it was quiet enough, I left the building and slowly made my way towards the exit trail. As I was walking, I noticed it felt like time wasn't moving here. It had been the same time of day as when I woke up. It surely had been a few hours, but the sky was still. still the same orange and red. This gave me an uneasy feeling. While I was walking, I noticed a normal looking house far off in the distance. It was an old and abandoned looking. It had a

lit torch on the front porch like someone was currently living there. Finally, some good news, I thought. But this was towards the reactor, a place I did not want to go to. I decided that house was my best bet. So, I cared. made my way towards it, not wanting to alarm any more creatures on the way. As I was walking, I could still hear the odd screams and howls off in the distance. I could hear the pain these creatures were in. As I walked towards the house, I looked up at the tall reactor towers. They looked enormous.

I lifted my hand to shade my eyes from the glow that seemed to emanate off them. That's when I realized I could see the bones through my skin. This caused me to quick my pace. I started the jog since I was finally getting closer to the house. As I arrived, I could see a fire lit inside the house. Someone was definitely living there. Hello? Anybody home?

I need help, please. I let out desperately. At that moment, a deformed dog came running out from beneath the deck. I ran back and stumbled as the dog was halted by a chain. The dog was missing all its fur and was constantly scratching itself. It stared at me down a few inches from my face, growling and snarling at me. Suddenly, behind him, the door flew open. Who's there? Why are you here? said a man as he walked forward.

He was old and looked like a priest. He was wearing a torn robe and some kind of necklace around his neck. Who was there? He repeated, but louder this time. Um, me, I'm here, I responded, confused. Can you not see me? I asked. No, I cannot see. Come in, quickly now, he said, while motioning his arms towards the house. His dog seemed to calm.

I walked past the beast and inside his house as he shut the door behind me. His place looked old. Everything in there looked like it was from a century ago. Who are you? Why are you still here? I asked. Why are you here? You should not be here, he responded. I'm lost, I think. I don't know how I ended up here exactly. I was exploring the city when somehow I ended up in this place. You don't just end up here. What are you doing exactly? he sternly asked.

Well, I was looking for someone. Someone was following me and I tried to see who it was. Then they touched me, and I ended up here. Hmm, I see. So you were why all those things were riled up then. Hmm. I heard a group of those things dragging something up to the church. I'm guessing it was you. Me?

What do you mean? I'm right here. You are here, yes. But they took your body up to the church, he said, as he walked towards the window, pointing outwards. They sacrifice something. Every chance they get, those wretches. He let out in anger.

I'm sick of those things. I wish they would go away so I could rest in peace. Who are you? Are you one of them? I asked slowly. No, I used to be a priest. I stayed back as long as I could to help the people pass on in peace

long after the army left everyone behind. But I guess I stayed too long because somehow I ended up stuck here. I can't leave or move on. So I learned to live with these monsters. I stay near the time. towers because it's the one place they seem to hate. Is there any way I can leave this place? I asked.

Hmm, I don't know. Maybe if we get your body back before they tear it apart we can. But I've never tried such a thing. Most who come here, never make it out. People have been here before? A few, yes. Lost souls like you. A few government scientists came here once, but never returned. I think the monsters scared them away. Those creatures, the monsters, what are they exactly? Were they always here? No, they were people like you. They were left behind or chose to stay behind.

Some tried to help. Some wanted to take advantage of the situation with greed. In the end, the radiation was too much for us all. The government hid from us how bad the situation really was. Am I dead? I asked suddenly. No, not yet. I am, but right now you are in between both.

We must hurry. I don't know how much time you have left. He'll collect your body and tried to put you back. He grabbed a few walking sticks, put a few vials and some liquid into his pockets, and we were off to the church. As we were leaving, he untied his dog, and I asked him what that thing was. Man's best friend, he responded. I used to leave him beds outside my house. he seems scared of those things out there.

Eventually, we gained each other's trust and have been following each other ever since. Not all the things here are likened, though. Almost all those things out there will rip you to shreds given the chance. They take the limbs off anything and leave them at the altar, like a gift. A gift?

For who? I asked. There's one out there who stays hidden, but all those creatures fear him, so they leave him gifts, hoping he won't go after them. them. What is he? I don't know, but he was close to the reactors when everything went down. I think he's the most mutated of us all. As we were walking along the path, I noticed a mutated body into the ground. Its limbs were cut off, and it was slowly flailing its arms about,

like he was trying to get unstuck. But he was cemented into the ground. The old man walked past without a notice. I wanted to try help, but I'm sure it would have attacked me the second it was loose. As we got closer to the church, I noticed bones were scattered everywhere. Be careful, he warned. How can you see the way? I asked. I've been here a very long time, so long that I barely remember my life before the disaster.

My memories slip away more and more every day, and I fear that soon I will become one of those creatures. I felt pity for this man. I wish I could help him. We walked towards the back entrance of the church. The windows were all broken and the front doors were barricaded shut. We slowly entered. As we ran at the corner, I could see my lifeless body laying on the ground.

It felt odd looking at my own body. I ran towards myself. I was cold to the touch. I'm dead, I let out and worry. No, you are not. Be quiet. We are in its den, said the old man. Now lay down inside your body, he instructed.

I followed along and laid beside myself. No, lay in your body, he angrily responded as he was gathering candles and some cloths. I moved a bit over, and somehow I was able to lay inside myself. It was an odd sensation. It was cold and I could feel a wetness all around me. Now what do I do? Nothing. You wait. He placed lit candles around me, started soaking some pieces of cloth with a liquid and placed it on my body.

Stay quiet and whatever you do, don't move. He took a few steps back and began to speak in a language I did not recognize. As he was doing this, I noticed the statue behind him began to move. It was the one he was speaking about, the one who they fed. I yelled to warn him when they were. the beast attacked from behind, launching both of them to the ground. His dog immediately jumped to his aid when the creature threw him into the wall, leaving him lying motionless.

He was terrifying looking. He had long, skinny arms, with legs that were backwards at the knee. Blood was leaking from its fanged mouth, while its bloody fingertips wrapped around the arms of the priest. Don't move! he shouted. I was frozen in fear being near this creature, but I wish to help While the priest was holding back the fangs from digging into him

He pulled out a vial and threw it into the monster's huge mouth It released his grip from him and staggered backwards Coughing a green-glown substance that released smoke from anything it touched I thought for a moment he was radioactive The monster retreated outwards While the priest stood up examining his wounds Ah the wretch took into me deep He said

Are you okay I asked. I should be able to finish this, but just in case they come back, I'm going to make sure I get the last hit. He stood up and walked over to his dog. Don't worry, buddy. I'll be seeing you on the other side,

he said, while petting his head. He then walked around the church, pouring something onto the ground, saving the most for the entrance we used. What is that? I asked. You'll see, he responded. He then walked back over to me and started chanting again. Are you going to be okay? I asked.

He ignored me and kept speaking in that unknown language. Not a minute into his ritual, a screeching roar came from outside the building. He started chanting louder or pulling something out of his pocket. I could see through the halls and broken windows that a mob of creatures were coming directly our way. There is a lot of them, I shouted. He then lit a match and threw it onto the substance on the ground. A purple flame erupted and lit our entire surroundings on fire. Arms and heads then started reaching into the building, trying to grab at us.

I felt helpless. I could feel the certain death on the other side of the walls. He took a step closer towards me as the fire grew and climbed up the walls. A strange glow began to form around myself. I pulled my hand up to look closely at my feet. to look closely at my fingertips, illuminating, when I realized my physical body moved with me now. It's working, I shouted.

At that moment, more and more creatures began ripping open the building. The glow around my body grew brighter and brighter when the roof started falling down, nearly hitting us. He then knelt down while continuing his chant. My body suddenly felt extremely cold. As the light around me grew too bright to look at, The monsters broke through the walls, storming inside had a great pace. The priest ignored all of this and kept on chanting.

The roof then collapsed, as it was falling closer and closer, and the creatures were within arm's length of both of us. I blacked out. I was surrounded by darkness. I awoke in a dark room. The sun was down and I was freezing. I sat up and realized I was back in that room. with a mirror. My camera

was sitting on the ledge and my backpack laying next to me. Was that a dream? I asked. I stood up and looked at the time. It was 3.15 in the morning. What just happened? I asked myself.

I gathered my stuff and walked outside. It was dead quiet. No sound except the wind rustling the leaves on the trees. I started my way back and everything looked normal. I was back in the world of the living. I noticed a collapsed church from my way back and stopped by to look at it. He looked burnt, graffiti covered one remaining wall. I stood there wondering if I had imagined everything that had happened, and as I was looking

through the debris, I noticed old priest robes completely shredded to pieces. I turned around and walked as fast as I could towards my rental car, not wanting to think of everything that had just happened. The car started fine. I made it home with a few bruises, but nothing bad. I looked over my footage the following week, and to my disappointment, it did not capture anything. Just me, collapsing to the floor, with nothing standing behind me.

Did all that really happen? Or did I just hit my head hard enough to think that that happened? I have no idea. I still have nightmares of these creatures. And... that place.