Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-29740160-20151222172812

NOTE: ''Before I start off I would just like to say that this actually based on a true story. This pasta is mostly based on a time during my freshman year in high school where me and my friends tresspassed in this old bunker that has been in my town for years; though we didn't really find anything. I used my friends' names respectively, but chose not to give away any specific locations for privacy reasons. Please, enjoy!''

During my freshman year in high school, I lived in a wooded area. I can't quite remember the name of where I was living though, I can only remember it being somewhere deep in the woods.

My parents were out of town on a business trip and left me alone to watch over things while they were away. One night, I invited some friends over. We hung out for a while until one of us came up with the idea to go into the woods to see which one of us would last the longest without being scared.

So, we grabbed some flashlights and headed out. I brought my camcorder along so I could record the whole thing. My friend Alex just turned 18 and got a black Chevrolet Silverado for his birthday, so we all hopped in and went looking for the scariest place we could find.

I, myself, wasn't scared at all and found what we were doing kind of childish. That was, until we came upon the entrance to an actual abandoned military bunker, with its door wide open. We all got out and went inside. Something didn't feel right about this, I got an unexplainable feeling of paranoia. Regardless, we continued deeper into the bunker. And when we did, we discovered strange markings and graffiti all over the walls. Some were pretty threatening, like this one that read "No escape now!". Another one was a creepy message saying "If you don't find it, it finds you." Who (or what) was it talking about?

We were just about to leave when we started hearing strange crying. It was coming from the opposite side of a hatch door inside the bunker. What happened when we opened the door gives me chills even to this day.

When we opened it, there was someone sitting on their knees in the center of the room. "Hey buddy, you ok?" said my friend Tristan. When I shined my flashlight on him, that's when he retaliated. There's no way in hell they were human. They had pitch black eyes, a bald head, were wearing a patient gown, and crawled on their hind legs. Scared shitless, me, Alex, and Tristan shut the hatch door; locking that "creature" inside. We ran out of the bunker and back to the truck. Alex floored it back to my place. None of us have ever spoke of it since, and have had no explanation for what we saw that night. 