Hello everybody, I hope that you're all doing well. Well, welcome back to another episode with stories guaranteed to give you the chills. Let's get right into it as we drift further into Mr. Creep's mind.

Some friends and I explored an abandoned school, I was the only one to leave alive.

Written by Loafo.

The most sobering moment of my life happened as I hit underneath a moldy and waterlogged

desk.

Underneath that desk, I realized that, in all probability, this was it.

I would never be able to go home again.

I realized this as I hid from the snarling and heavy breathing thing that I could hear just beyond the thin metal

backing of the desk. The thing that I was sure would be the death of me. Sam, Nathan, and

Ellie climbed into the truck, a snow-white 2016 used as Chevy Colorado. My pride and joy since I had driven it off the lot only two years ago.

Having already driven two hours, they weren't looking forward to another hour and a half,

staring out of the window into the dull countryside of rural Tennessee.

Once the last seatbelt had clicked, I slid the gear shifter in reverse and backed out of the empty lot of a Barnes & Noble bookstore.

Within minutes of reaching the highway, Nathan had put in his earbuds.

He was content with staring out of the window and listening to the latest episode of whatever his latest podcast

fixation wise.

A look in the backseat revealed Sam scrolling through Instagram and Ellie fast asleep

on his shoulder.

A puddle of drool cast a shadow of inevitability on his shoulder.

He didn't seem to pay any attention to it. The silence was

fine with me. I liked it and evidently so did they. I had only known Sam and Nathan for just

north of four months and Ellie only seven more than that. Yet still I had no hesitation, bringing them along for something that I usually did on my

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