In 1983, a team of deeply pious scientists conducted a radical experiment in an undisclosed facility. The scientists had theorized that a human without access to any senses or ways to perceive stimuli would be able to perceive the presence of God. They believed that the five senses clouded our awareness of eternity, and without them, a human could actually establish contact with God by thought. An elderly man who claimed to have “nothing left to live for” was the only test subject to volunteer. To purge him of all his senses, the scientists performed a complex operation in which every sensory nerve connection to the brain was surgically severed.* Although the test subject retained full muscular function, he could not see, hear, taste, smell, or feel. With no possible way to communicate with or even sense the outside world, he was alone with his thoughts. Scientists monitored him as he spoke aloud about his state of mind in jumbled, slurred sentences that he couldn’t even hear. After four days, the man claimed to be hearing hushed, unintelligible voices in his head. Assuming it was an onset of psychosis, the scientists paid little attention to the man’s concerns. Two days later, the man cried that he could hear his dead wife speaking with him, and even more, he could communicate back. The scientists were intrigued, but were not convinced until the subject started naming dead relatives of the scientists. He repeated personal information to the scientists that only their dead spouses and parents would have known. At this point, a sizable portion of scientists left the study. After a week of conversing with the deceased through his thoughts, the subject became distressed, saying the voices were overwhelming. In every waking moment, his consciousness was bombarded by hundreds of voices that refused to leave him alone. He frequently threw himself against the wall, trying to elicit a pain response. He begged the scientists for sedatives, so he could escape the voices by sleeping. This tactic worked for three days, until he started having severe night terrors. The subject repeatedly said that he could see and hear the deceased in his dreams. Only a day later, the subject began to scream and claw at his non-functional eyes, hoping to sense something in the physical world. The hysterical subject now said the voices of the dead were deafening and hostile, speaking of hell and the end of the world. At one point, he yelled “No heaven, no forgiveness” for five hours straight. He continually begged to be killed, but the scientists were convinced that he was close to establishing contact with God. After another day, the subject could no longer form coherent sentences. Seemingly mad, he started to bite off chunks of flesh from his arm. The scientists rushed into the test chamber and restrained him to a table so he could not kill himself. After a few hours of being tied down, the subject halted his struggling and screaming. He stared blankly at the ceiling as teardrops silently streaked across his face. For two weeks, the subject had to be manually rehydrated due to the constant crying. Eventually, he turned his head and, despite his blindness, made focused eye contact with a scientist for the first time in the study. He whispered “I have spoken with God, and He has abandoned us” and his vital signs stopped. There was no apparent cause of death.

Destiny 2.

oen teim a gurdin wulked alone tehn teh spooder bitted him!!!!

Wasn't this thread done before? I could write up something scary... humm Deej in it? Ninjas humm..i dunno Foman123 scary story? Or Bobcast? gotta think on that one.

I was all ready for the greatest fap of my life. The lights were off, I had a new box of tissues, and it was around 10:30, so everyone else was asleep. I grab my computer, my ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) already rising, until I grab my bottle of lotion and realize...[spoiler]IT WAS EMPTY![/spoiler]

I woke up one morning, got on my ipad, and what was on the screen was horrible. It said: [spoiler]How to Cook Lasagna in Your Dishwasher Shock your dinner guest with this fun and unique way to prepare everyone's favorite Italian dish. Do your dishes, cook a meal, and give your guests something to talk about when you make lasagna in your dishwasher. Ingredients: 1/2 jar of favorite pasta sauce 3 fresh lasagna pasta sheets (or 'oven ready' lasagna sheets) 1/2 16.8 oz container of Ricotta cheese 1/2 package of mixed grated cheese 1 cup freshly chopped spinach Garlic Onion flakes Fine herbs Steps: 1. Cut three 24-inch x 12-inch sheets of aluminum foil and lie flat. 2. Take first lasagna sheet and place flat it in the center of the aluminum foil. 3. Spread a thick layer of pasta sauce over the sheet, covering the entire surface. 4. In a bowl, mix the ricotta cheese and spinach and layer half the mixture on top of the tomato sauce. 5. Layer desired amount of grated cheese, along with fine herbs, garlic, and onion flakes. 6. Top with second lasagna sheet and repeat all layers. 7. Cut third lasagna sheet into strips about 3/8-inch wide and layer on top of lasagna in a criss cross fashion. Top with herbs and spices. 8. Wrap lasagna tightly in the foil by taking the longest sides of the foil and bringing them to meet above the lasagna. 9. Fold the edges of the foil together to make a 'paper bag' effect (like that you would when folding a brown paper lunch bag)above the lasagna. Begin to fold the edges together downward until you are just above the lasagna. 10. Flatten the foil out above the lasagna and fold in the remaining sides like a present, first the sides, then the middle. 11. Place the wrapped lasagna flat in your dishwasher on the bottom rack. 12. Set dishwasher to normal cycle and select 'heated dry' and 'sanitize' settings for maximum heat. 13. Wait for the cycle to complete, then carefully remove lasagna from foil and let stand for a few minutes before serving.[/spoiler]

I saw u

Deej woke up one day as he went to work like normal. Except he remembered having a car instead of riding a bus. Entering Bungie he stepped inside and something was off as security seemed to search him before he entered the building. He looked over Bungie.net then began to work on the end of Destiny. Suddenly he spun around to see security officers mouths open as images flooded out onto the screens. Game Over in black and white static on each computer screen. His E-Mail on the screen he had gotten fired flickering with the static. Then he woke up in his apartment. It was dark as a hand reached out from the darkness grabbing him pulling him into Destiny. Now he was a Guardian. Somehow he was a machine who was not in control. It was attacking other guardians as it snapped there necks one by one. He took a sick perverse pleasure in dispatching them. He awoke again this time he had fallen asleep on his futon with destiny still running. He put the pizza box in the trash then threw away the empty beer cans. Hairs stood up on his neck as he turned around to find. Nothing was there just he had been working too hard lately. He headed off to bed as a little specter stepped out of the shadows peering into Deejs bedroom watching him sleep waiting to drain more life energy from him. Its hunger was eternal as it caused nightmares on its victims until they became a shade as well.

Everyone loves the first day of school, right? New year, new classes, new friends. It's a day full of potential and hope, before all the dreary depressions of reality show up to ruin all the fun.I like the first day of school for a different reason, though. You see, I have a sort of power. When I look at people, I can...sense a sort of aura around them. A colored outline based on how long that person has to live. Most everyone I meet around my age is surrounded by a solid green hue, which means they have plenty of time left.A fair amount of them have a yellow-orangish tinge to their auras, which tends to mean a car crash or some other tragedy. Anything that takes people "before their time" as they say.The real fun is when the auras venture into the red end of the spectrum, though. Every now and again I'll see someone who's basically a walking stoplight. Those are the ones who get murdered or kill themselves. It's such a rush to see them and know their time is numbered.With that in mind, I always get to class very early so I can scout out my classmates' fates. The first kid who walked in was basically radiating red. I chuckled to myself. Too damn bad, bro. But as people kept walking in, they all had the same intense glow. I finally caught a glimpse of my rose-tinted reflection in the window, but I was too stunned to move. Our professor stepped in and locked the door, his aura a sickening shade of green.

He had been given the watch on his tenth birthday. It was an ordinary grey plastic wristwatch in every respect except for the fact that it was counting down. "That is all of the time you have left in the world, son. Use it wisely." And indeed he did. As the watch ticked away, the boy, now a man, lived life to the fullest. He climbed mountains and swam oceans. He talked and laughed and lived and loved. The man was never afraid, for he knew exactly how much time he had left.Eventually, the watch began its final countdown. The old man stood looking over everything he had done, everything he had built. 5. He shook hands with his old business partner, the man who had long been his friend and confidant. 4. His dog came and licked his hand, earning a pat on the head for its companionship. 3. He hugged his son, knowing that he had been a good father. 2. He kissed his wife on the forehead one last time. 1. The old man smiled and closed his eyes. Then, nothing happened. The watch beeped once and turned off. The man stood standing there, very much alive. You would think that in that moment he would have been overjoyed. Instead, for the first time in his life, the man was scared.