This tale began to be written on June 4, 2012 and ended on June 22, 2012.
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Today it's a remarkable day of this year. I'm going to my first job.
Okay that it is not in my area, but it's something I can say that I will have experience, then, is okay. It will also help me pay the bills.
Oh, I was going to forget to say on what I will work! I will be the night watchman on office building Tyr, here in city's financial center. They pay well and is quiet... As far as I know.
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Okay that it is not in my area, but it's something I can say that I will have experience, then, is okay. It will also help me pay the bills.
Oh, I was going to forget to say on what I will work! I will be the night watchman on office building Tyr, here in city's financial center. They pay well and is quiet... As far as I know.
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This is the outside view of the building. Beautiful, isn't it? I'm going now to take the instructions with the day guards. I'm very anxious to start working!
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It was all tranquil in the instructions, only one that left me totally suspicious. The guy told me to not go at any circumstances to the room down the hall in the basement. I asked why the warning but the answer was "just don't go.". What could be there, huh?
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Yeah, I'm here, it is 6 p.m. and I'm on my first day at work.
For now I will not venture to go in that room, but I'll keep my eyes peeled for the camera that is at the beginning of the corridor.
If nothing happens in two days, maybe I will go there. I'm very curious!
For now I will not venture to go in that room, but I'll keep my eyes peeled for the camera that is at the beginning of the corridor.
If nothing happens in two days, maybe I will go there. I'm very curious!
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So far, the only thing that happened in this building was a quick power outage at 02:15 a.m.... Strangely only one monitor kept on at that moment... The one who showed forbidden room...
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This is the forbidden corridor... And that door there is a hidden world. Always closed, always keeping within it something that can not be revealed to the world...
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This night incredibly something happened very similarlty to the previous night. At 2:15 a.m. there was a strong power outage and guess which was the only monitor that was lit...?
That was very strange. I'm starting to think that there's something really weird in that room...
That was very strange. I'm starting to think that there's something really weird in that room...
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It's 02:13 a.m. and I'm in a hallway next to the one that appears on that screen... Yes, I know it's scary, but I want to see what's wrong with this room...
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As I expected, at 2:15 there was a great outage of energy. However, the forbidden corridor was with the lights on. Does he have some kind of self energy?
The power came back with a few seconds. I'll stay here a while longer to see if something happens....
The power came back with a few seconds. I'll stay here a while longer to see if something happens....
The audience asks the character to check the power box.
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I went on the power box and saw that everything was ok. In fact, it was dusty in the lid that covers it and had no handprint. This hypothesis of having someone there messing has been dropped. Now, there's something very strange in this place and I'll explain why!
This morning when I switching the turn, I said to the watchman of the morning that outages were happening during the night, falls totally weird, mainly because they were at the same time. Everaldo (that's his name) looked at me with astonishment and said "Oh, with you too, boy?" How with me too?
I asked what he was talking about and he said it was nothing, denied three times and said he had nothing to say. I did not want to be boring and gave up.
I have here the number of the old night watchman and I'm thinking of calling him to see if he can help me in this, what about? Call him? Or wait one more night in ambush in the hallway to see if something happens?
This morning when I switching the turn, I said to the watchman of the morning that outages were happening during the night, falls totally weird, mainly because they were at the same time. Everaldo (that's his name) looked at me with astonishment and said "Oh, with you too, boy?" How with me too?
I asked what he was talking about and he said it was nothing, denied three times and said he had nothing to say. I did not want to be boring and gave up.
I have here the number of the old night watchman and I'm thinking of calling him to see if he can help me in this, what about? Call him? Or wait one more night in ambush in the hallway to see if something happens?
The audience says to wait one more night to call the previous watchman.
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Tonight I discovered that I fear that corridor.
It was 02:10 a.m. when I got there. A hall light was blinking, as if it was weak, and this gave a much more somber mood. At 2:14:57 (yes, I was looking at my digital clock) I heard a loud sound coming from inside of the last room and my heart raced. Three seconds later, punctually at 2:15, the door opened and closed strongly as if someone had entered in with anger.
I could not think too much, a chill ran through my body and I ran out the stairs so fast I do not know how I did not fall until I reach the video control room. The light was on again and as I could see, the situation was "normal" in the hallway.
There's something wrong there, never been so sure. What I heard and felt was real!
It was 02:10 a.m. when I got there. A hall light was blinking, as if it was weak, and this gave a much more somber mood. At 2:14:57 (yes, I was looking at my digital clock) I heard a loud sound coming from inside of the last room and my heart raced. Three seconds later, punctually at 2:15, the door opened and closed strongly as if someone had entered in with anger.
I could not think too much, a chill ran through my body and I ran out the stairs so fast I do not know how I did not fall until I reach the video control room. The light was on again and as I could see, the situation was "normal" in the hallway.
There's something wrong there, never been so sure. What I heard and felt was real!
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I decided to call the former night watchman. After denying a little about something have ever happened to him he said I should not go or look to there, as he had told me at first, because, he said, the consequences can be IRREVERSIBLE.
Now I'm too scared to stay here, and guess what time is it? 02:10 a.m.. I'm in the video control room and I'm avoiding staring at the screen of the hall.
Now I'm too scared to stay here, and guess what time is it? 02:10 a.m.. I'm in the video control room and I'm avoiding staring at the screen of the hall.
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I put the alarm clock to ring at 2:15 and kept watching the screens when I notice a movement on the screen of the hall. I turn my eyes and I see a black spot on the screen, standing in the middle of the corridor. The spot was not very large, reaching less than half of the wall. I approached myself to the screen to see if I could see some more details and as I got closer the clock beeped consumed 2:15 and the shadow covered the screen in black. I SAW the millisecond in which it expanded in the hallway, let all dark and I did feel a chill throughout the body. With the fright I fell backwards and hit my head on the floor, I must have fainted for one second, enough for everything to return "to normal". I even wonder if it was all a dream (or should I say nightmare?). But changed my mind when I looked at the screen again and saw a blur, but now white, and this time seemed to be on camera, as if something had pasted in the glass. I'm so scared that lackes me breath. And now? Should I look to see if there is something in the camera or call someone and inform of my knock on the head, to be released earlier?
Ps.: It is 02:53.
Ps.: It is 02:53.
The audience says to call someone and go home.
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I called my supervisor and in the middle of the dawn told him of my accident at work, but not the cause. He arrived after half an hour and told me to take this and the oher night off. At 8 am I called again to the other night watchman, who denied any story to me, then I told him what had happened to me. He said he would come to my house to tell me everything. I'm nervous, I want to know what's th macabre story in that corridor, what mysteries are hidden behind that door!
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He got at my house serious and in the beginning I was the only one talking. I told all that strange things that happened, the door, the light, the time, the fall. Gradually he lowered his eyes, and while I was asking the questions he interrupted me: "I'm sorry ..."
I looked at him puzzled and asked him to explain everything to me because I was scared and confused.
He opened the bag and took from it a sort of notebook with various newspaper clippings pasted into the pages and handed it to me. "This will give you the answers you need. Now stay away from that corridor and the room, or they will not leave you alone."
He's gone, did not say much more than that. I will now open the book and read ...
I looked at him puzzled and asked him to explain everything to me because I was scared and confused.
He opened the bag and took from it a sort of notebook with various newspaper clippings pasted into the pages and handed it to me. "This will give you the answers you need. Now stay away from that corridor and the room, or they will not leave you alone."
He's gone, did not say much more than that. I will now open the book and read ...
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Some time later, a man bought the house where there was the massacre, but did not know what had happened because he was from abroad. After four months living there, he committed the same atrocity with his wife and infant son.
After that, nobody wanted to buy the house until a mystic visionary and an entrepreneur wanted to buy to build the Tyr (which are the initials of the man who committed the first massacre... Bloody...) but left intact the corridor, as said that destroying it would release an even greater evil...
It seems that the spell was on him because he was found hanged in the middle of the hall in the 90s.
And to complete my horror, I saw the news of seven watchers found dead near the corridor since the building was constructed...
The audience says for the character to get out of this job.
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I called my supervisor but he said he could not release me tonight because there was no one to replace me so quickly. He apologized and said that after today I could stop working to the company.
Well, I'll have to go!
Wish me luck, it is 10:16 p.m., I'm leaving home to go there now and tonight it's very rainy and there's power outages here at home...
Well, I'll have to go!
Wish me luck, it is 10:16 p.m., I'm leaving home to go there now and tonight it's very rainy and there's power outages here at home...
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It is 1:55 am... I'm alive... But today things seem worse than ever ...
There were several power outages here too and on them the monitor screen of the corridor remained lit. What more made me nervous was that in a moment, I do not remember what time, I could see a face on the screen, an inert face, like if it belonged to someone who is no longer with us. It was very fast, I could not see more details...
I look forward to soon pass from 2:15...
There were several power outages here too and on them the monitor screen of the corridor remained lit. What more made me nervous was that in a moment, I do not remember what time, I could see a face on the screen, an inert face, like if it belonged to someone who is no longer with us. It was very fast, I could not see more details...
I look forward to soon pass from 2:15...
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It is now 11:24 a.m. and I'm now laying down on a hospital bed receiving painkillers. Don't find queer, I will tell everything that happened this night...
At around 02:10 there was a major huge outage and even the corridor monitor went off. A few seconds after the fall, I heard a thin cry, like a child, a girl. Strange to be so high and even more because it was taking too long, just like the power outage. I waited about 2 minutes and still hear the cry of the child and the light kept off. Suddenly, the corridor monitor light lit up and I could see (I'm sure I SAW) a man all in black going toward the back room. My heart raced and I wanted to run but my legs were wobbly - and I wanted to see what would happen. About 3 seconds after he entered the room, I heard a loud noise and saw the door open and close itself violently. At this point, I was thinking it was a nightmare, or something. I continued to stare and suddenly came out a little girl dressed in the same manner as the one found dead in that corridor. She had her head down and left a trail of blood where she passed. When she arrived in the middle of the corridor, she looked into the camera and I could see through the darkness of that face two big eyes, which shone in a way that felt like it was piercing my body. Thereafter, the memories I have are very vague and do not know if they're true... I found myself standing in front of the hall, which was covered in blood up to the ceiling, then I have flashes of memory to be going into the room and then just remember being on a stretcher in the ambulance.
I asked the paramedics what had happened and he asked me: "You do not remember having cut her own wrists?" I think after this question I passed out again and woke up here in the hospital room. The television was on and I could see when the reporter said, "Massacre of the Tyr turns 50 on Friday...".
And I was the birthday gift.
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I was released from the hospital by 5:25 p.m. and was going home on foot, since it was only three blocks away. It was getting dark and I started to feel a sense of being chased. I looked back and felt that a figure was trying to hide behind something. I realized I was practically alone in the street and got hurry. My breath was gasping and when I realized, I was running. I was surprised by a child who appeared in the street out of nowhere - I bumped and fell face down on the floor. I have fainted for a second and when I got up, she was no longer there, and to my dismay, what was in her place was a huge puddle of blood. I got up in despair and started running as fast as I could and finally got home. At this point everything was dark and I had great difficulty in getting to put the right key in the lock. I went home and I felt something different. I called my parents but I heard nothing. That's when the lights went down and I started screaming for help - cries that were interrupted by a hand covering my face with gauze soaked in a liquid that made me drop.
I woke up strapped to a chair in the dining room of my house and the only light on was a lamp that stood on the corner of another room. Then a voice emerged from the darkness: "Don't you dare cry, boy." I asked who it was, but had the impression that I knew that voice. I had no answer and asked what he wanted. "Why didn't you die? You're useless."
While I was appalled it came a quick reminder. "I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!" I said but I was not answered.
"Everaldo ... Why are you doing this?"
(Continues... I need to take my medicine for pain)
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I asked again why he was doing it with me and I was astonished at the response...
"You do not understand, my sister is hungry, very hungry, and if I do not feed her, I'll be the food!" He said, sounding desperate.
"What do you mena guy, who is your sister?" I couldn't comprehend..
"Oh, you know what I mean... Too bad she not much of talking... Aren't you, sister?"
I began to feel a breath on my neck and slowly a sound that seemed to come from the depths of a dark throat was rising. My body shook, I thought it was my end.
"At least tell my parents I love them, please!" I pleaded.
Soon after I said that I heard a loud bang and felt a very strong ground shaking. Someone had been felled by a stroke.
"Son? Are you okay??" I heard the voice of my father and I could see my old man's face emerging from the darkness. I breathed relieved and as he untied me from the chair I was crying and the police arrived.
Well, now is the morning after the happening and I'm seeing myself on the news as the victim who escaped from the killings of Tyr. I found that in that insane family there was a fourth member, Everaldo, who at that time was only 4 months old and was forgotten by his father into the crib.
The press blame the trauma he experienced as the cause for what he did... But I know it was not only that... I saw, I felt... And sometimes I think I'm not totally alone.
At around 02:10 there was a major huge outage and even the corridor monitor went off. A few seconds after the fall, I heard a thin cry, like a child, a girl. Strange to be so high and even more because it was taking too long, just like the power outage. I waited about 2 minutes and still hear the cry of the child and the light kept off. Suddenly, the corridor monitor light lit up and I could see (I'm sure I SAW) a man all in black going toward the back room. My heart raced and I wanted to run but my legs were wobbly - and I wanted to see what would happen. About 3 seconds after he entered the room, I heard a loud noise and saw the door open and close itself violently. At this point, I was thinking it was a nightmare, or something. I continued to stare and suddenly came out a little girl dressed in the same manner as the one found dead in that corridor. She had her head down and left a trail of blood where she passed. When she arrived in the middle of the corridor, she looked into the camera and I could see through the darkness of that face two big eyes, which shone in a way that felt like it was piercing my body. Thereafter, the memories I have are very vague and do not know if they're true... I found myself standing in front of the hall, which was covered in blood up to the ceiling, then I have flashes of memory to be going into the room and then just remember being on a stretcher in the ambulance.
I asked the paramedics what had happened and he asked me: "You do not remember having cut her own wrists?" I think after this question I passed out again and woke up here in the hospital room. The television was on and I could see when the reporter said, "Massacre of the Tyr turns 50 on Friday...".
And I was the birthday gift.
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I was released from the hospital by 5:25 p.m. and was going home on foot, since it was only three blocks away. It was getting dark and I started to feel a sense of being chased. I looked back and felt that a figure was trying to hide behind something. I realized I was practically alone in the street and got hurry. My breath was gasping and when I realized, I was running. I was surprised by a child who appeared in the street out of nowhere - I bumped and fell face down on the floor. I have fainted for a second and when I got up, she was no longer there, and to my dismay, what was in her place was a huge puddle of blood. I got up in despair and started running as fast as I could and finally got home. At this point everything was dark and I had great difficulty in getting to put the right key in the lock. I went home and I felt something different. I called my parents but I heard nothing. That's when the lights went down and I started screaming for help - cries that were interrupted by a hand covering my face with gauze soaked in a liquid that made me drop.
I woke up strapped to a chair in the dining room of my house and the only light on was a lamp that stood on the corner of another room. Then a voice emerged from the darkness: "Don't you dare cry, boy." I asked who it was, but had the impression that I knew that voice. I had no answer and asked what he wanted. "Why didn't you die? You're useless."
While I was appalled it came a quick reminder. "I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!" I said but I was not answered.
"Everaldo ... Why are you doing this?"
(Continues... I need to take my medicine for pain)
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I asked again why he was doing it with me and I was astonished at the response...
"You do not understand, my sister is hungry, very hungry, and if I do not feed her, I'll be the food!" He said, sounding desperate.
"What do you mena guy, who is your sister?" I couldn't comprehend..
"Oh, you know what I mean... Too bad she not much of talking... Aren't you, sister?"
I began to feel a breath on my neck and slowly a sound that seemed to come from the depths of a dark throat was rising. My body shook, I thought it was my end.
"At least tell my parents I love them, please!" I pleaded.
Soon after I said that I heard a loud bang and felt a very strong ground shaking. Someone had been felled by a stroke.
"Son? Are you okay??" I heard the voice of my father and I could see my old man's face emerging from the darkness. I breathed relieved and as he untied me from the chair I was crying and the police arrived.
Well, now is the morning after the happening and I'm seeing myself on the news as the victim who escaped from the killings of Tyr. I found that in that insane family there was a fourth member, Everaldo, who at that time was only 4 months old and was forgotten by his father into the crib.
The press blame the trauma he experienced as the cause for what he did... But I know it was not only that... I saw, I felt... And sometimes I think I'm not totally alone.
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