3am APP (internet horror)
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Last published Tue, Nov 16, 2021
It was supposed to be a stupid test-a-scary-app challenge live-streamed at 3 am. We joked and laughed about it until our phones rang, on the screens an unknown caller. The next day one of us was gone, the house ransacked with muddy footprints, and I have no memory of what happened.
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My walk home was cut rather short. I thought this house was for safety. Turns out it is the EXACT opposite. Crap.
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