Hello everyone, I hope that you're all doing well.

Welcome to Creep'scast, the podcast where we share these scary stories to make your skin crawl.

I'm your host to Mr. Creep's and we'll be exploring the darkest corners of horror

to bring you tales of terror that will haunt you long after this episode ends.

So let's get into it as we drift further into Mr. Creve's mind.

I'm a time traveler from the year 2345.

I'm so sorry for what's coming.

Written by J.L. Goodwin, 1990.

Okay, let me start off by saying that I know dang well that none of you are going to believe me.

After all, at this stage in time, the idea of time travel is just barely moving from something,

which is shunned by the scientific community and the world in general, to its infancy of being

taken seriously.

And you have so many people who LARP as time travelers who truly aren't, even right here on the internet.

Heck, the time travel subreddit is full of them.

But regardless of whether you believe or not, I assure you that I am a real one.

I will say right off the bat that I won't give you my real name for the simple reason that

well, I'm actually alive right now in 2023. To be more specific, the past version of me is alive

right now, and I can't afford to let history change for reasons I'll go into in a minute.

I also won't get into much information about the future in relation to things such as politics or such.

So please, I do not ask.

But I suppose I should give a few rather vague details which may help convince you as time goes on

that I am telling the truth.

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