Creepypasta oneshots

Stiches

Warnings > none I can think of.

It was a normal day, you had just returned from work after a semi stressful day. You entered your house and instantly made your way to the kitchen. You dug around the cabinets and the fridge before settling on eating f/n. With your F/n you sat down on your couch and started going through random channels on the TV before settling on some random show that looked somewhat decent.

After two hours of watching all different kinds of stuff on TV, you finally decided to do some of the house chores. You walked down into the basement the stairs creaking every step you took as if screaming for help. You had planned to do Landry first because you lived alone there wasn't much to clean up. You didn't have much to clean so you just quickly sorted your clothes and threw them into the wash.

While the washing machine was running you decided you could go for a late night walk. It wasn't very late but it was after sunset so you'd need to be quick. You had made your way back upstairs and grabbed your f/c coat. After double checking you had everything you grabbed your house keys and went out.

~5 min time skip~

You had been walking for 5 minutes admiring the starry night that wasn't blocked by clouds for once. It was a rather peaceful night you could see well because of the moon and it was a decent temperature. It wasn't till you heard something rustling in a thorn bush that you got an eerie feeling. You slowly walked over to the thorn bush but somewhat chickened put whenever it moved. It wasn't till you practically forever yourself to not back away when you saw what was inside the bush.

Inside the bush you saw a man, he had stitches all over him and seemed hurt and half consciousnesses. He seemed to be trying to pull his leg out of a vine but because of his state it was futile. You'd normally help this man but something was pulling at you saying you needed to run away.

A > Help him

B > Run Away