Dopabeane), I Know Why We Never Returned to the Moon and more. It wasn’t until I showed up at his house at six in the morning on Friday after taking the day off of work that I saw that he had invited others along. I think it took a good fifteen minutes for us to run out of energy with our heavy packs and the disorienting nature of the woods. Do I speak like them? We made camp around midday and purified some water from a nearby river (boiling and adding Iodine tablets to them) as the last section of our hike didn’t really have many opportunities for drinkable water. There were six of us. They had only given that invitation as a courtesy and didn’t actually expect me to come out to their house. I don’t know whether or not they had let down their guard after seeing our conditions but this one was obvious. The last time I had seen him this furious was just before he got into a fight with Aaron Fredlinger and beat him to a pulp. I need someone else to know what happened and help me come to terms with it all. I just don’t like the answer. Oliver’s girlfriend gave a half-shriek and a half-gasp while I looked wide-eyed from person to person, trying to figure out which one of us didn’t belong there. It brought back bittersweet memories of birthday wishes given to us from hospital beds and hearing her sob quietly to herself in the middle of the night when she thought we were asleep. As it was the first time I had been invited to hang out after work, I chose to go. What we didn’t know and what my brother had failed to tell us was that the West Fork Trail had been closed all that summer due to flooding. The entire hike I could feel Ian’s eyes drilling into me. Ronnie Dickison. Name required. I sat on your lap on the car ride. The others kept moving as if they hadn’t heard me talking. We went along Little Bear Canyon as we headed towards the TJ Coral (which was towards the end of the hiking loop). The Dark Somnium has earned our confidence as one of the top YouTube channels in the YouTubers' Archive thanks to the inventive, creative content they produce at an outstanding rate. It was succeeding. Become a Somnifan and support the channel with a 1$ Pledge. As his explanation was a bit heavy on names and locations, some of which I can’t recall clearly, I’ll opt to include a picture rather than spend a page writing out everything. I poured my heart out to a thing wearing Yessica’s skin while it was in my arms. The third time, I didn’t even realize I was laying on the ground until Yessica stepped on me as she was passing by. Listen to music by The Dark Somnium on Apple Music. It doesn’t matter if none of it was real because in that moment, it was to me. After eating some jerky since we decided against having a fire and drawing more of them to us, we reached the conclusion that we would have to sleep in shifts. I listened to her talk about everything that was going on in her life and I knew I had to do something. We made him stop talking because it only served to scare us. I've been writing music for most of my life, I hope to one day become a film composer. The thing was actually naked, but gave the appearance of clothes by altering the color of its almost translucent skin. It didn’t take long for dehydration to set in. The thing wearing my brother’s skin continued limping forward as I drew closer. Just as I had finished dousing the fire, I remember Gerry coming up to me and asking for the map. While we were still under the canopy of leaves, the temperature was still in the high eighties and low nineties. I currently narrate horror stories on youtube under "The Dark Somnium" Tracks and playlists liked by The Dark Somnium Nosleep and Creepypasta Stories by The Dark Somnium The Dark Somnium. We all turned towards her, but knew what was coming the second she asked: Ian snapped, more fearful than frustrated, “Of course we did, remember how cramped everyone was in that tiny ass Prius with all our camping gear smashed in the trunk and on our laps? The others went off without so much as another word. That door was shut to me now. I’m sorry for interrupting the story in the middle like this, but I think now is the best time to try and explain everything. Please move out of the way, we’re almost safe from those things.”, Heather turned white at the realization. They were perfecting their mimicry. No one had come in and the music was playing loudly so I doubt that they would have heard me anyways. The Dark Somnium. He moved like one of those CGI monstrosities from the last Planet of the Ape movie. I knew that my brother wasn’t my brother anymore. I kissed her; it was slow, hesitant, romantic. She moved slowly, but her movements didn’t convey her exhaustion. Please, let’s go before they catch-”. The stick had a bit of weight to it, about five or six pounds, enough to crack open a skull if it was swung hard enough. What kind of person can look into someone’s eyes, remember all the things they did and the life they had, and do what I did? I don’t know how it does it. We Are Currently Experiencing Technical Difficulties. The Dark Somnium: I am a Creepypasta Narrator, Composer, Sound Designer and Graphic Designer. I create most classical/orchestral music. The Dark … I think that writing this is the only way I can learn to accept that. Press question mark to learn the rest of the keyboard shortcuts She was shaking like a leaf in the wind. I look back at that unnecessary bit of moping back in August 2016 as one of the last few moments of normalcy I would have in my life. I know that being the third wheel in a group can be a terrible thing, but I can think of something worse, being the fifth wheel. They just want to forget. Amy went to call out to him and ask if he was alright, but I shushed her. $1. It took three hours of mostly awkward silence for us to reach our destination. It looked emaciated and half-mad with starvation. This Creeepypasta story was written by J.M Nelson as part of his Seven Spires anthology, check out his work on amazon! Ian tried to make conversation, but my short responses and the other’s sleepiness killed them off fairly quickly. The Dark Somnium. I could have walked away or tried to scare her off but I didn’t. The terror of our situation deepened as the others whispered that those were the same noises they had heard the first night out in the woods. Three of us were cramped in the backseat while Ian and his girlfriend were up front. Dark Family. I dragged myself to my feet and felt light-headed, but continued putting one foot in front of the other. We spent Sunday hiking around and trying to find a familiar sight. He didn’t tell the others, I think he realized that panicking would only get us in more trouble. I imagined splitting off from the group and tromping through poison ivy, bumbling into a rape-y gang of banjo-playing hill-folk, or getting lost in the dark and wandering in circles until exhaustion and exposure took me. Who can look at someone and feel such love for them before you kill them? Yessica managed to calm him down enough so we could figure out our next move. We were on the road for fifteen minutes before we managed to flag down a car and an ambulance was called for us. You remember getting drunk at a bar together, you remember them crying on your shoulder after a rough break-up, you remember everything that happened between you, but none of it’s true. She hissed at us one last time before retreating deeper into the woods with a convulsing lope. We sat around a campfire and listened to the sound of high-pitched whining and yelping coming from all around us. The space between her lips was a massive sickly pink void of inflamed gums that was at least a foot wide. I knew that if I didn’t do it now, I would regret it. Network Video Recent Blog Posts Made For Kids & COPPA - Initial Look At The Yo… The Social Blade Decade Abbreviated Subscriber Counts on YouTube Social Blade launches Report Cards for YouTube Instagram opens highly-coveted verification fo… In our panic we had run off the path and were now even deeper in the woods. It wasn’t until the thing disappeared from sight that I realized that the shrieking wasn’t just coming from the monster but from Yessica as well. They thought that the sound could have possibly belonged to the Mexican Gray Wolf, but no one was sure. Join. I know where we need to-” The words died on my lips as I counted the names and realized it wasn’t over yet. The pieces clicked and Ian shouted, “Who the fuck is Gerry? The doctors said that our exposure to the elements, combined with our starvation and dehydration triggered the auditory and visual hallucinations we experienced. Unfortunately though with Ian’s extroverted nature he didn’t realize that I liked being in my shell. They were my friends and they’re gone now. It said that if I knocked on that door that I would be making a fool out of myself. At this point we were too tired to even bother with chasing it off. Total Views9,736,153. We spoke in hushed whispers and tried to figure out what they wanted with us even though none of us really wanted the answer to that question. I stroked her hair and whispered that it was over. Before they knew what was happening, I shoved them as hard as I could. Once I did, she pulled away and told me that it wasn’t my fault. We made camp at a dry section of the Indian Creek after having hiked a decent amount. It’s hard to believe that someone could carve an entire town into the face of a cliff, but seven hundred years ago people managed to do just that. Author's note: A special thanks to The Dark Somnium and Creepy Podcast for the narrations. While it wasn’t perilous in itself, it did keep us from encountering other hikers which would cause us a lot of problems when we actually needed help. They’re gone now and I'm only left with memories of them. Ian was always the more social of us. All those topics I had thought up seemed boring and all the re-assurances I had given myself seemed hollow. Ian turned to face me as he mumbled groggily, “Sorry for what?” My muscles locked and I stopped mid-swing and the stick stopped just inches away from his face. I waited for her to get close enough to follow the trail the others were going down before I raised Ian’s walking stick and growled, “Turn around right fucking now! Everything melted together in a muddled malaise at that time. The instant it knew that we knew, it would try and run away. We were passing a bottle of whiskey around in front of a campfire we had built when the conversation shifted to the most awkward moments everyone had experienced. The Dark Somnium Become a Fan Remove Fan. The instant my hands pressed into their shirt, I felt something slick and warm give way like the outer layer falling off of a rotten mango. Author's note:A special thanks to The Dark Somnium and Creepy Podcast for the narrations. I don’t know what to call those things, but they do something to your mind. They were trying to force us to exhaustion, and when we were too weak to defend ourselves, they would descend upon us and eat us. That voice intimated that they never really wanted me to come out. It felt like I had forgotten some important deadline that I should have never forgotten about. Our mom used to tell us that Ian could make anyone his friend, and that once I had a friend that I kept them. I can still envision that moment clear as day, even months later. A place for all things Dark, Creepy and Scary. Sometimes I’ll remember something they said or did and it’ll hit me like a ton of bricks. Maybe they were laughing at me as I drove away, flustered and embarrassed. Ian swore. I paled at the thought of being mauled by a wolf while out peeing in the middle of the woods. Amy just watched everything unfold numbly before she started following him. We had no way of telling when one of those things was hijacking our heads and pretending to be part of our group so it could distract us. Without really thinking, I shucked off my backpack and approached the imposter. Ian didn’t say anything, he just started walking. I raised the walking stick in my hand and brandished it at her. Our first day was relatively quiet. We talked a little bit, but mainly just had something small to eat while we stared into the campfire. New song is up on my music channel, this is the song from "I saved a white snake", "Dogscape" and "chrome sunset" hope you like it! There’s a hole in my life where they were. I compose Original theme music for the stories I read, you can hear the music on my channel or on spotify, itunes and more. per month. She looked almost exactly like Yessica except for a brown tinge to her hair. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and asked me if I stayed up all night. As we walked, we could hear the sounds of distant animals yowling and calling out to each other. Join. It told me that I wasn’t even comfortable in my own skin so how could I even dare to imagine that they would enjoy my company. Instead he told us to follow him. If you plan on following along with the path as I tell you about this experience, all I can say is good luck. Without any real sense of where we were and where we were going, our only hope was to stumble across another hiker or find an area with a high enough vantage point that we could survey the entire area. I think the only way I’ll be able to explain this would be to help you see from my perspective as much as possible. I turned around without even knocking on the door and I left. There’s a hole in my life where they were. I narrate Horror Stories, Nosleep Stories too! Unfortunately any elevations we climbed didn’t afford a good view of the area and it was extremely unlikely that we would find another hiker due to the fact that the trail had been closed and wasn’t cleared. We gathered up the only thing that they hadn’t taken in the night (our sleeping rolls) and continued walking. I remembered lazy Sundays in bed watching cheesy B sci-fi movies. Lost in the moment I held her against me while telling her all the things I should have said when I first met her and realized that I loved her. As the day pressed on and we seemingly wandered South in an attempt to pick up another trail that would lead us back to the parking lot, I couldn’t help but shake a nagging feeling in the back of my mind. The answer to that question is simple now that I ask myself aloud. The Dark Somnium 10,810 views. How long would it take them to become more human than human? It crab-crawled away while shrieking the entire time as Ian pursued it with his walking stick hoping to catch up to it and cave its head in. The post for Little Bear Canyon also had a branching sign that pointed in the direction for TJ Coral which was only a few miles from where we started at the Gila Cliff Dwellings if we walked along Route 15. SomniFan. She confessed that she and Ian had been fighting a lot recently and that she was wondering if they were going to work it all out. I remembered assuring myself that it would be easier when we stopped for the night. Lucas growled at me the instant I took a step forward and he dropped to a hunched position on his hands and feet. She kept trying to talk, but it was too late and too much damage had been done. Don’t you remember?! A part of you will stupidly admonish you for ever wondering how many there were. I pretended to be cracking my neck and looked at the tag-a-long in my peripheral vision. Somnium invenietis requiem in tenebris. $10. Ian and Yessica were the first to call it for the night. Each person shared their stories about a bumbling first kiss where their braces got hooked together, locking themselves out of their dorm rooms in their underwear, their cringe-inducing high school edge-lord personality, and caring for their drunken boyfriend who puked into their favorite bag. I didn’t believe that myself, but it was the only thing I could think of that might bring her comfort. He kept asking although no one was responding to him, “Did you see how it moved? I remembered watching him scramble up the trail and thinking about our own mom and her illness. He went to keep talking, but I walked past him. Sell everywhere. 378K Subs. She looked in my eyes and told me that she was glad I was here and I felt something twist deep down inside me that I had buried a long time ago when I first met her. I remember Heather pleading and begging me not to kill her. While we took a break under the shade of a tree whose bark looked like dried scales from some long dead alligator, I tried to make small talk with everyone. It knew that we could identify it without a backpack and it couldn't shape its skin to take the appearance of one so it stole them away from us. Given that the parking lot was empty except for us (we would find out why later) and I was in need of some social lubrication, we split a six-pack of beer and took in the majesty. He had stopped using his walking stick and was dragging it behind him like it was a broken limb. 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