The Holder of The End
In any city, in any country, go to any mental institution or halfway house in you can get yourself to.
when you reach the front desk; ask to visit someone who calls himself "The Holder of the End".
Should a look of fear come over the worker' s face, you will then be taken to a cell in the
building. It will be in a deep hidden section of the building. All you will hear is the sound of someone
talking to themselves echo the halls. It is in a language that you will not understand, but your very soul
will feel unspeakable fear,
Should the talking stop at any time, STOP and QUICKLY say aloud ''I' m just passing through, I wish to
talk." If you still hear silence, flee. Leave, do not stop for anything, do not go home, don' t stay at an
inn, just keep moving, and sleep where your body drops. You will know in the morning if you'
If the voice in the hall comes back after you utter those words continue on. Upon reaching the cell all
you will see is a windowless room with a person in the corner, speaking an unknown language, and
cradling something. The person will only respond to one question: "What happens when they all come
The person will then stare into your eyes and answers your question in horrifying detail. Many go mad
in that very cell, some disappear soon after the meeting, and a few and their lives. But most do the
worst thing .You will want to as well. Be warned, if you do your death will be in that room, by that
person' s hands.
Scarier than anything written here
You will want to look at the object in the person' s hands. This object is 1 of 533. They must never come
There was a hunter in the woods, who, after a long day hunting, was in the middle of an immense forest.
ft was getting dark; and having lost his bearings, he decided to head in one direction until he was clear
of the increasingly oppressive foliage. After what seemed like hours, he came across a cabin in a small
clearing. Realizing how dark it had grown, he decided to see if he could stay there for the night. He
approached, and found the door ajar. Howdy was inside. The hunter flopped down on the single bed,
deciding to explain himself to the owner in the morning.
As he looked around the inside of the cabin, he was surprised to see the walls adorned by several
portraits, all painted in incredible detail. Without exception, they appeared to be staring down at him,
their features twisted into looks of hatred and malice. Staring back; he grew increasingly
uncomfortable. Making a concerted effort to ignore the many hateful faces, he turned to face the wall,
and exhausted, he fell into a restless sleep.
The next morning, the hunter awoke - he turned, blinking in unexpected sunlight. Looking up, he
discovered that the cabin had no portraits, only windows.
Wasn' t Sure The First One was Scary,
So I Posted Two :3
Silt For Hoar!