Horror Club: Pass It On

Blood rushing down a stream, its owner hangs limply by a tree. Pools of vomit. Pools of vomit everywhere.

The blood in the stream turns grey. Putrid. Nothing is at peace in this world. Nothing is sane.

Your nails bend and twist and tear. There is no light here. There is no hope.

Beelzebub wakes.

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If you have read this far, I'm sorry. It's too late.

Tonight you will be visited by a horrific vision. I don't know what it will be, it seems to change. The first night, just as I felt my mind start to wander into sleeplessness, I found a baby hanging from my ceiling light. It's skin an ashen gray, and it's eyes were void of life. From its mouth, hanging open, came a voice that urged me to spread the words of the curse.

I ignored it that night and was met with nightmares until morning. I didn't sleep. The nightmares twisted my world before I could even close my eyes. Though there was no damage when the sun rose, I could feel them chewing on my intestine.

After a restless day, I was visited again. This time my grandfather's corpse stood beside my bed. He died a year ago, and the vision before me looked much like I imagined he now looked in his gave. It was upsetting to say the least.

The request was different this time. Make a child cry. I'm not proud of it, but I immediately got up and shook my 5 year old niece awake. Naturally she started crying before I apologized and let her sleep again. Crawling into bed I felt cautiously optimistic that the nightmares would not come.

That night they came worse. My world once again twisted into a living nightmare of screams and horrors. I saw visions of my family tortured and killed in front of me. A man in a mask would hover over my paralyzed body. In his eyes I could see where I went wrong. Somehow they let me know that I had to complete all tasks given to me before this hell would go away.

Another day passed, and I had then gone over 48 hours without sleep. The next night I had to finish this otherwise I'd lose my mind.

That leads us to tonight. My cat just informed me of what I must do to end this. Here I am writing what I should have written that first night. After this I must bathe in their blood. I should listened the first night.

A vision will visit you tonight. It will ask something of you, though I don't know what. DO WHAT IT ASKS OF YOU IMMEDIATELY! It only gets worse. I'm sorry to have passed this onto you. Good luck.