The CreepyPasta you all witnessed me writing today in chat. Thank you, again, for the help with certain words.

Enjoy! Ditzy/Jenny

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On the nine-thousand, one-hundred and twenty-fifth day of your Earthly life, you will be approached by a man. The man is nobody in particular but something about him will worry you. He is old and wears a dark trench coat with an old flat-cap that covers most of his face. His wrinkles will be deeply set and his body slightly hunched over. He will say nothing too you but will hand you a package. Do not stop the man or ask him any questions. He will not speak. Head directly home and open the package.

The package is a simple manila envelope. When you open it you will find a page. The page will have instructions written on it. It is heavily stained and smells faintly of paraffin. The writing is old and curly. It will remind you of old Victorian scribbles. Most would find this hard to read, but somehow you breeze through it, partly knowing what it already says. Make sure you follow the instructions carefully. You do not want to make a mistake.

It tells you to gather some red embroidery thread, two dice, two copper coins and a bottle of aged whiskey. The instructions continue directing you to an underground train station at eleven minutes past one in the morning.

The instructions are very specific. Follow them at all costs.

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At exactly eleven minutes past one, in the dead silence of the night, you will enter the underground train station. You must count exactly eleven steps from the bottom of the staircase in a South-West direction. Do not fret; this will lead you to a wall.

Once you reach the wall find a place to tie off the red embroidery thread. This is your only hope of finding your way back again. On your journey, leave a trail behind you. Make sure it is tied tightly.

Whisper the following to the wall with a clear mind and an open heart.

“Patefacio ianua ut meus animus”

It is Latin. You speak the words perfectly as though you have spoken Latin your whole life. The translation is “Open the door to my soul.”

A doorway will open. It is only just big enough for you to fit through. It is for you and you alone. Nobody must follow you. It will close the second you are on the other side.

Once you are through the door you will find yourself in a hallway. The light will be a curious dark burgundy with no obvious source. You cannot see the walls, but you will see a path on the floor. Do not look away from the path. There are people lurking who would want to hurt you. People who have walked the same path as you, and failed. You do not want to join them.

Walk the path with a strong mind. The voices will call to you. They will whisper both the good and the bad you have done during your short time on Earth. You will see images of these people as you walk. There, but not there. Wisping away from the path in a swaying motion. They will be disturbed and broken. Their wounds will show clearly. Their pain, you will feel. Their hollow eyes will look past you, as though you do not exist. They do not judge. They just take.

It is not uncommon to be sick or panic. Remember to keep looking forwards.

At the end of the path you will be greeted by the man who handed you the package. He is wearing the same clothes but now you do not see any skin. Do not look too closely. Hand him the two copper coins. This is your payment to the boatman. The man will open another door that leads to the boat. Continue to walk forwards without looking back. Proceed to take your place on the barge.

Once the barge starts to move you will begin to feel despair gnawing at your guts and a slight tingling along your arms and legs. This is your connection to Earth. Take solace in the fact that you can still feel it connected.

There will be other people on the barge. Do not worry for them. They are already dead. Their bodies will fade and shimmer as they begin to lose their final connection to Earth. Talk to them if you wish. They will only talk of how they died. They know nothing else.

The barge will seem to float on for an eternity. Do not worry.

You will arrive at the shore and be greeted by something you do not recognize. It is neither human nor animal. From its shoulders you will see wings. The wings will be leathery and covered with tiny hooks. The eyes are but tiny slits on bumpy skin. The claws are as sharp as razors and blacker than the darkest night on Earth. You will not be able to tell if it is female or male. It will not speak. It will simply put a claw on your shoulder and push you towards another room. The people you saw on the boat will be going in the other direction. Their journey is not for you, not yet.

Enter the room with confidence and a clear mind. It will be a simple room. A table and two chairs will be set out. They are made of oak. Placed upon the table will be a black cup. The walls are covered in wallpaper with a floral pattern imprinted on it. The color of the print is the same color you first encountered in the hallway. A weird dark burgundy. Somebody will be sat in the other chair. You recognize the other person as yourself. Do not be fooled. That is not you. It is something else. It will speak to you.

“You are here to find the truth?”

Answer only with one word answers. It does not like to be fooled with.

Answer “Yes.”

Load the cup with the two dice you brought. The impostor will pick up the cup, shake it and slam it up-side-down on the table. You will then need to guess the dice. The impostor will bet against what you guess. Make no mistake over what you are gambling for. It is your life, your soul. The reward for winning is great. The consequence of losing is dire.

If you win you will be able to ask any question. If you lose, offer the bottle of aged whiskey as a bribe. The impostor is easily brought out.

On the way back do not hesitate. Follow the red embroidery thread you tied back at the entrance. I do hope you remembered to keep the thread going. This is your life-line now. Nobody will help you.

All of the doors you passed through on the way will open to you.

Do not look back. Do not listen to any of the voices.

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When you return to the train station you will be shocked to find that time has only moved forwards a total of eleven seconds.

Do not speak about the journey. Your impostor will not like this.

You will remember everything.

Pray that you do not need to return soon. The second visit is never with a return-ticket.