Sea air. It's idyllic. People crave it. To live beside the seaside is considered a privilege, some

sort of picturesque life that those living in cities can only dream of.

That's the sort of thing they told me, my friends online.

The part of grown up by the sea that others don't tell you about, or for the most part even consider is the loneliness.

The pool of friends and love interests is much smaller, especially in the tiny ocean towns.

It's what drove me to a life of lurking the darkest corners of the internet,

trying to satiate my need for some kind of human connection.

I'm a horror fan. I've spent hours lurking this sub and a million other dark

and interesting forums on the web. I won't name the place I found my

friends. I wouldn't want others to go digging and end up in the

sort of predicament I find myself in. After all, I'm sure most of you are just like me,

merely looking for a scare before bed and someone to talk to.

The friends that I made online were hardcore, obsessed with urban legends, unsolved mysteries, and finding the real scariest things that's

been posted online.

I suppose I was no different.

Not at first anyway.

I reveled in the grainy video footage and my favorites were the tales that you couldn't

quite disprove.

I wasn't alarmed about the obsessive direction my friends were taking until a guy with a username,

loitus with intent, started posting to the forum.

He got involved in the discord and became a big player amongst the group.

He claimed to have spent years proving urban legends real.

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