JUST READ! SCARY AS s**t! (atleast to me)
An detective stepped into the missing man's apartment, greeted by an disturbing sight. Red duck tape was everywhere, sealing every corner, crack and crevice that existed in that small room. Simply put, the apartment was a sea of red.
what happened here? the detective thought as he helped the land lord peel of the duct tape. There was not evidence of the man packing and leaving; his travelling bags were still there. Nothing in his emails. Nothing. The detective went to the computer desk, peeled off the tape around the draws and pulled the draws open. All there was was rolls and rolls of red duct tape. So he went and looked though his journal in the computer. In the journal was something that confused the detective even more. In the journal, all the man had written for countless number of pages was this:
space space space space space space space space space space space space
It went on and on. Finding nothing useful, he went to the living room and found a video camera. He connected it to the tv and watched it as the land lord came in.
"did you find anything useful?" he asked.
The detective shook his head, getting frustrated. It was as if this man just evaporated. The land lord sighed and went to the kitchen to get them both a drink. The detective turned back to the video. There was the man, typing furiously into his laptop. He was drenched in sweat, his breath sharp and fast. It was obvious he was having a breakdown. The next scene was him crawling across the floor with duct tape, sealing every corner and crevice he saw.
"Space, space, space, space, space, space..." he was muttering nervously. Then, he returned to the computer, typed some more and started to cry. Suddenly, there was a small thud and a small feminine laugh. The man jolted out of his seat and ran back ito the living room. He dropped his video camera, so all the detective could see was his feet. Frantically, the man grabbed his duct tape and started to seal what seemed to be his curtains. Suddenly, he screamed, he seemed to be lifted off the ground....then he was gone. The detective rewinded and watched again to the point where the man had disapeared.
Odd, the detective thought.
Then he heard something fall in the kitchen. The detective got up and went to the kitchen. There was no one there...Just two cans of soda dropped on the floor. One was open and spilling on the ground. The detective hurriedly picked up the cans and saw that the cans were still cold.
Were is the land lord? he thought. he didn't hear the door open or anything.
Trying to shrug off an feeling of unease, he went back to the living room to study the tape. He was about to rewind the tape again when the tv screen went black. He saw a reflection of himself in the screen, and behind him was a woman wearing white, staring right at him. He wheeled around but saw no one there.
Tired mind, he dismissed. And went to try and turn o the tv back on. He saw that the cord has been yanked out of the socket. A chill went down his spine.
What the hell? he thought and reached into the space between the wall and the tv.
Suddenly, he felt himself being pulled into that space. Something scratched at his arm as he yanked his arm out of the space. There was a feminine laugh, leaving the detective bewildered and frightened.
"who the hell are you?!" he yelled, but no response. Just a feminine laugh.
The detective ran to the draws and grabbed the many rolls of red duct tape.
"Space, space, space space, space, space, " he muttered over and over again, duct taping every space and crevices he can find. Soon he was enveloped in a sea of red.
"Space, where are the spaces!!!" he yelled. He heard a feminine laugh behind him. He spun around and saw the computer flick on. He saw in big letters the man's last words.
She comes from the spaces... She comes from the spaces...
The detective panicked and reached for more duct tape in the draw. His hand slipped into the space of the draw, and a bluish-pale hand slide right over his. Then he was gone.
The neighbors didn't hear a thing. Just a woman's feminine laugh
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