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Strelok 10/05/15 (Mon) 10:58:04 894012 No.226745 >>226756 >>227271 >>227391 >>227741 >>227905 >>229671
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ЕЕ Well guess should ahead and finally tell my story. It's not very /К/ like to be
honest, it's not innawoods, was nofuns at the time, there are no
skinwalkers/goatmen/fleshgaits involved (as far as know anyways). But feel
compelled to finally getting around to writing the out, just for the record and maybe
so you guys can get some spoops out of it.
ERY
Back when was 17 lived just outside of Washington enjoyed it well enough
for the most part. is nofuns and has a massive homeless problem but isn't a
complete shithole.
was а complete autist in school with depression and shit and got kicked out of my
nice catholic prep school due to shit grades, Instead of sending me to public school
over in where lived, my parents decided to send me to a non-traditional school
in the city. In addition to school, had а job at а shitty movie theater in Rockville,
which is just outside to the northwest.
Now was 17 at the time, but had no driver's license. When was able to get my
learner's permit at 15, procrastinated due to not wanting to to the DMV for a
whole year. When finally did get my permit, did my hours and my driving course and such, but fell into the same trap of not
wanting to to the DMV so didn't get my license until was almost 18. So because of this, and because my parents
rightfully didn't want to drive me into every day during rush hour only to then have to back into Virginia to get to work,
took the metro to school and work every day.
If there are any Washingonians here, then you might understand my route. started out on the Virginia side of the Potomac
river, to the east of the city, at Virginia Square/GMU station, which is on the orange line. For the purposes of this story, the
orange line starts in Virginia and ends just outside of to the northeast, and the red line starts out northwest, where my
job was, and then went down into the center of and up to the northeast again.
My school was about a block away from the Eastern Market metro station on the orange line, about 3/4 of a mile southeast
from the capital along Pennsylvania avenue. My job was a little ways away from the Rockville metro station. When my shift
ended at around 11:15 had to book it to the metro stop most days (stations close at 12 sun-thurs) and take the red line
down to Metro Center which as the name suggests is in central switch to the orange line, then take the orange line to
East Falls Church in Virginia,from which would take the bus or a cab home. I'll put it all in a map I'll make and post along
with this. Sorry a whole post of this is just setup. The setup is important.
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So now that all that is established, can start getting into the story.
For а couple months, everything was completely unremarkable. had ridden the metro
and off for most of my life, but never this extensively, so was fine with the whole
experience. The only part that ever felt weird tome was coming home at night. During the
4 weekends even at like people were on the metro, but during the week, when came
home from work, it was very common for me to be the only person on the train and
sometimes even the only person in an entire station,though wasn't really spooked it,at
least for a while.
always sat up front in the train. Like the very front. liked looking out the front of the train
and watching the tracks had loved doing this а kid and still did because was
achild even at 17.
One night was riding the red line back from Rockville to Metro Center. was the only
person in the car, probably in the train. caught the last train before the system closed.
was looking out the front of the train like usual when saw something weird. It looked like a white branch, like birch or
something, it was thin, almost spindly. it was pressed up against the wall when first saw it, as the train's headlights started
to hit it. thought it must have been a length of wire or pipe.
But then it moved.
It was really quick. Not even like twitchy quick, it just suddenly moved out of the edge of the headlights of the train and
couldn't see it anymore. wrote it off in my head as being overworked, as cliche as that is. After all, tending to a popcorn
machine on a pretty much empty movie theater is hard work. pretty much forgot about the incident over the course of the
week due to school and such occupying my mind.
And then about a week later saw it again, in about the same place on the line. This time, it was on the opposite end of the
tunnel, and got to see a little more of the thing before it moved away. It was connected to something bigger, like a leg
connected to a body, which is what immediately conjured up in my mind.
As the train's headlights hit it, it moved away with the same agility, but this time, about ten seconds later, saw it again, and it
did the same thing.
And then a few days later it happened again. This time all saw was what looked like a foot before whatever it was
scampered off into the darkness. At this point was freaking the fuck out. felt that terrible, deep-seeded desire to know
more start to grow.
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started to be vigilant for the weird leg anytime was on my way home from
work. would see it more and more often over time. Sometimes would see a
little more than the leg, sometimes would even see two of the legs, but it
would always scamper into the darkness as soon as the light from the train hit
it. Sometimes would see it a few times during one ride, sometimes not.
started trying to record whatever it was. would take a notepad with me and
record between which stops would see it, how much of it saw, and if saw it
repeatedly.
At one point it occurred to me to ask the train operator if he saw anything, so
one night after got off at East Falls Church, quickly asked the operator up front if he ever saw anything weird when he
drove the trains at night. tried not to be a sperg about it, but he seemed on edge when asked him even though he replied
with a simple "nah."
Things continued like this for a while, and seeing the thing almost became part of my routine of getting home. wasn't scared
of it anymore, not really since was in a fast moving metal missile and the thing never seemed to be hostile or anything.
Things just continued to about the same path.
Until one night shit got fucking real.
was riding on the train (duh), and was waiting for the leg to show up. But it didn't. had seen it every day for the past two
weeks, but there was nothing tonight. was thinking to myself something along the lines of being sad that the two week
streak was coming to a close when saw them.
Two glints in the darkness.
My eyes at this point had gotten so used to spotting things in the darkness due to months of spotting this thing in addition to
years of playing twitch shooters, so saw them there, and knew they weren't normal, but still tried to rationalize it, even
after months of spotting a leg in the metro tunnels.
But then they blinked.
It was unmistakable that it was a blink that had occurred. jumped so hard nearly pulled a muscle in my leg. could tell that
those eyes saw were entirely black. Black and beady. Like the eyes of a rat. Suddenly my fear for the thing in the dark was
renewed.
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was on edge for the rest of the ride to Metro Center. Though still felt safe inside
the train, was realizing the gravity of the situation. There was something in the dark
of the tunnels of the metro, and it had taken enough of an interest in me to show up
almost daily. That thought followed me to Metro Center.
felt safer in the station than did on the train due to the simple fact had
never seen anything weird in the stations. got to Metro Center, got off the train, and
ARR waited for my next train. It was then started hearing it. A soft pitter-patter, not
unlike that of a rodent scurrying across a floor. became on edge again.
The noise started getting louder, and started to shit myself more. At the point
where it started actually sounding like human footsteps, said "fuck it" to myself,
and turned around towards the tunnel where my train had come from. shouldn't
It was there. Not just а leg or eyes. The thing in its entirety, and it wasn't in the
tunnel anymore, it was on the platform with me. That thing is something will never forget.
It was like a person, but warped to the point where almost all traces of humanity were gone. It was thin, horribly thin,
emaciated. could see how its pallid grey flesh wrapped around its bones, not even covering the holes in some of its leg and
arm bones. It was hunched over, not on all fours, but hunched over like an elderly person, with its legs crumpled down and
its arms held in front of its chest like how a prarie dog holds its arms when it stands up. Its head was completely hairless,
and was hung down so couldn't make out its face.
opened my mouth to scream but just whimpered like a baby. shouldn't of done that. think provoked it. It started to
move towards me with a horrible gait. It stayed in its hunched over position,low to the ground, but its legs extended out and it
took long strides forward, like crouch walking. Its legs wobbled and twitched with each step towards me. It was obvious this
thing wasn't used to walking like this, that it was better suited to crawling along the walls. as it came closer, started to smell
it. It had that pungent, rancid odor of trash in the city. My eyes started to water as it got closer.
Speaking of which it was closing the gap fast. When first turned around there must have been about 150 feet between
but within 5 or 6 steps it was only about half that distance away. My stupid brain finally kicked in andput me into survival
mode, and fucking booked across the platform. My stupid idea was to try and outrun it to the end of the platform,then jump
across the tracks to the other platform and keep running out towards the surface. My plan got about 1/4 done when realized
it wasn't going to work, because that's when the thing stretched out.
looked over my shoulder and shit myself again. The thing was now standing on its legs, and it had its arms out. don't know
how only managed to see as much did in the tunnel, but what saw in there wasn't accurately representing the whole
thing. It must have been 15 feet tall at least. its torso was thinner than its femur. Its arms came down to its shins as it let
them drag along. And then there was its face.
Its face looked like that of a starving man. with sallow skin tightly wrapping its cheek bones like a corset. Its eye sockets
were far too big for its beady little eyes, with the top of the socket jutting out a good two inches beyond where the eye ended.
And the mouth was a gaping hole with no jaw to be seen.
This thing had reached its full height, and had just about made my peace with death when some beautiful motherfucker
honked the horn on his train that was coming in downstairs to signify to no one that no one could get don't why, but that
horn caused the monstrosity in front of me to reel backwards and let out the most horrible sound I've ever heard before going
down on all fours and scuttling back into the tunnel.
took a cab home that night.
And then pretty much every night for the rest of the year.
haven't gone on the metro there since. I've moved farther into Virginia so haven't been around Washington, but even if
was back there wouldn't take the metro again if it meant losing 10000000000 dollars or whatever.
did some more research. Apparently there are urban myths of something in the tunnels down there. also found out about a
series of abandoned tunnels, just under Dupont Circle, the metro stop nearest to which commonly saw the thing.
That's pretty much it. Here's a map of where saw the thing with stations where was near when saw it marked and areas
to avoid marked.
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