Scary Horror Stories by Dr. NoSleep - Dark Web Horror Story | Don't Look

Episode Date: January 22, 2021

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to your agent of voyage. The conditions You know how it is. You promise yourself You'll only spend 10 minutes browsing the internet Before going to bed

Then you accidentally fall into some strange rabbit hole That leads you to the darkest realms of the web. Maybe you've just gotten yourself a tour browser And maybe you've just learned about onions, sights. Whatever the case, as you stare at the time, You realize it's 3 a.m. You need to get to bed Because work starts in the morning

But the damn dark web is just too fascinating. Well, at least that's a perfect description of my life. And by the looks of it, this is how I'm going to die. Before I go fading into the obscurity of history, let me tell you what happened. At the very least, my last day of life was a weekend. Work wasn't going to call in the morning, nor did I have a girlfriend to spend time with. Heck, I hardly had any friends at all in my family had long since stopped caring. By all means, I was an outcast, and I didn't really mind if I'm perfectly honest.

I'd been researching bizarre conspiracy theories. There were people claiming Area 51 was a decoy, that the real aliens were actually in charge of the world's leading governments. It was fun and harmless. At least that's what I thought, before I found a website that had little more than a dark background with a title at the top. Don't look was all it read. Obviously, my first instinct was to look.

It wasn't that I expected anything malicious, but I certainly hoped for some kind of jump scare to wake up my drowsy mind. I'd always loved horror, meaning that unexpected screams, pop-ups or just generic loud noises were my jam. But there was no such thing to be seen or heard. All I had in front of me was a black screen. I then tried to inspect the page to check if there was a GIF or video loaded. To my surprise, there was nothing.

The page was literally just a black screen with a title, at least based on the code and image properties. I was just about to close the browser and finally get some much-needed sleep. But as I moved my cursor to end my weird internet session, I could have sworn, I heard a whisper. Don't. A weak, quiet voice said. My eyes fixated on the screen once more, and for the first time, I could finally see something beyond the darkness. In the center of my screen, just below the title, I saw what could only be the black silhouette of a human.

He appeared to be standing in a long, dark hallway that got progressively more clear the longer I stared at it. But how had it spoken? I looked for any play button, wanting to progress the absurdity of my situation. I took my eyes off to check if the volume had somehow been switched off. Then as I looked back at the silhouette, I noticed that it had moved ever so slightly forward. Wait for me. The same weak voice called out. It sounded broken, inhuman, and unnatural.

The walls of the hallways were starting to clear up in the darkness. They seemed oddly wet with black liquid trickling down the surface, forming a pool on the floor. As I studied the new details, I noticed the silhouette move even closer. Stay, was all it said that time. By then, I was starting to feel nervous. For a jump scare, it wasn't even that great,

but something just felt wrong about the entire situation. I tried to close the browser, but despite how many times I clicked on the exit, nothing would happen. I then tried to force quit the application, but the task manager wouldn't even open. No matter what I'd have to do it. I tried, it wouldn't shut off. I was left with only one choice to force shut down the entire

computer. I tried to turn around in my chair to reach the power button, but I couldn't move. For whatever reason, I could not take my eyes off the screen. I was frozen in place, only able to maneuver in my absolute closest vicinity. All the while, the figure on the screen grew closer. You are too late, It said, What the hell is happening? I asked as adrenaline started flushing through my veins. The picture was getting clear,

showing how immensely long the hallways reached, but that wasn't all, because despite how impossible it was, the hallway appeared not only as a picture, but as a real place extending deep into the void beyond my computer screen. Don't look, the title still read. I tried to close my eyes,

but I couldn't keep them shut no matter how hard I tried. All I could do was to briefly blink, and once I did, the title finally changed. Why did you look? It read, please, stop it. Let me go. I pleaded and begged, but I could not physically move out from my chair.

The silhouette was moving ever closer. I could just start to make out its features. It was a man who looked sickly. He was dressed in little more than tattered rags. His ribs protruded out from his chest, and his arms hung limp by his side. They were unnatally long and spindly. His legs were the same, moving akin to a marionette doll attached to invisible strings. He took a step towards the same.

screen. That was the first time I'd actually seen him move while keeping my eyes on him, and it absolutely terrified me. What do you want for me? I screamed. His face was still shrouded in darkness, but the closer he got, the more I realized that he was no living being. His skin had sloughed off, and parts of his internal organs were clearly visible. Just let me go, I begged, but he didn't respond. He just walked closer and closer, each step freezing me more in place. I could just barely turned my head to the side, at which point I realized the walls of my room were beginning to change. The same black liquid I'd seen earlier started trickling down my walls. The figure was standing right in front of me then. It reached out an arm, passing through my computer screen and touching

me in my chest. This was impossible, I thought to myself. There is no way this can happen. His arm kept getting closer and closer. I tried everything in my power to move, but I was powerless. almost as if under some kind of hypnotic spell, his disgusting fingers reached out and touched my chest. The instant his finger made contact with my chest, I felt an electric shock that flowed throughout my body. Agonizing pain took over my every thought. I knew then and there that my heart had stopped. I was dead, yet my mind refused to turn off. It wasn't until I'd begun to accept my fate before I realized my surroundings had changed entirely. I had moved through a hole in reality, landing in the realm of the dead.

My heart still wasn't beating, nor could I breathe. I just existed in darkness. I looked around to find narrow walls of an infinitely long hallway. At my feet lay a puddle of the dark liquid that had trickled down my walls. I'd been trapped in the image forced upon my computer screen, taking the place of the horrid being within. To the rest of humanity, I am dead. But despite all of that, I still have some contact with the outside world.

Every now and then, someone will open the same website, staring into the empty black screen. Unfortunately, they aren't as curious as I once was. They see the darkness and click away before it's too late. But I know that one day, someone's stare will linger for just enough time. I'll be able to latch on and like the creature that lured me in, I'll be free once again. I just hope my body doesn't decay too much before I see the real world again. But I've kept your attention for this long.

So maybe you should just keep staring. Thanks for tuning in. please consider supporting the podcast by going to patreon.com slash dr no sleep all donations go towards the production of more stories for you all to enjoy thank you so much