April 20, 1880
I was allowed to go on a supply run today. We crept our way towards the town, watching for the dead. There were 3 or 4 on our way to town, but they came at us one at a time, which made it easy. Our first view of main street was horrific. Bodies laid in piles of blood and scattered organs. Mom tried to cover my eyes, but Joseph told her I had already seen worse. I was there when the first wave attacked our small outpost. The dead came from every direction. My dad tried his best, but one dead turned into five, and he was eaten right before my eyes. We were divided into groups of 3 and given a building to check. Me and mom got Joseph and the general store. It was completely untouched. We stuffed our bags and went back outside. The bodies were gone. I noticed first, but before I could say anything, a loud scream rang out from inside the saloon. We ran to help, but the threat was dealt with, and everyone was safe. Unfortunately, the scream caught the attention of the rest of the dead that had disappeared. There were over a dozen. We were outnumbered, but thankfully, we weren't the only ones to hear the scream. The rest of the groups came just in time. After we finished dealing with the dead, we came back to the fort. Another successful trip outside the wall. We found a lot of food, and no one was hurt.
April 21, 1880
I woke up drenched in sweat. My whole body hurts, and I know why. I was putting on my trousers when I felt a sharp pain in my hip. I have a small chunk of flesh missing, but I have no memory of being bit. I am going to die, and there is nothing I can do. I remember watching Wilson try and fight the infection, but the fever finally took him after 4 days. That means I have 3 days to live. I don't want to go through this. I am terrified of what I know is my fate. The worst part of all is that I don't know how to break it to my mom. I know if I were to tell Joseph, he would take me out to the middle of the fort and shoot me. Thankfully, I have been able to avoid them. I still don't know how I am going to tell mom.
April 22, 1880
I am going to die soon. I know what happens. I watched Wilson slowly deteriorate before the fever took him. I already have a fever I can't break. Next will be vomiting. At some point, the bite will start oozing pus, which, according to Joseph, is a sign of infection. Then I will start to lose my strength, and it will be difficult and painful to move. I have tried to sneak into the creek to cool off, but it is hard to get out of this old fort unnoticed. I have been avoiding my mom the best I can, but I think she knows something is wrong.
April 23, 1880
I can't break this fever, and the vomiting started. Because of that, I ran away. That would be hard to explain. So, I am now barricaded in one of the offices we cleared when we first arrived. I checked the bite, and it is discolored, and there is a nasty looking green substance seeping out. I am not going to make it. Momma, I am sorry. I didn't mean to get bit.
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“I can't believe you have never been to Goatman's Bridge, Brittney.” Derrick and his twin brother, Darren, said in unison. “What's so special about it?” Brittney asked as they pulled into a parking spot and got out of the car. “Nothing, really.” Derrick replied. “We have been here a bunch of times, and nothing has ever happened,” Darren told the group. “What is supposed to happen?” Brittney asked. “Well, that is where the intrigue begins.” Derrick said. “It could be one of three options. One is a lynching victim that comes back for revenge, two is the wife of the lynched man, looking for her murdered children, and three is Satanists summoned a portal to Hell.” Everyone was silent as they climbed the small incline to the abandoned road. Soon, they were mere feet from the start of the iron truss bridge with a wooden deck. The four of them stood there for a few seconds before Brittney broke the silence. “What do we do now?” “We need to knock three times at midnight and cross the bridge.” Emily finally spoke up as everyone remained silent and looked at each other. “I don't remember that,” Darren said. “Yeah, you have to knock three times on the bridge at midnight.” Emily took a few steps to the metal supports and knocked. She slowly walked onto the wooden deck. Derrick and Darren were the next two to knock and walk, and then Brittney followed suit. “You know what? I like the idea of the portal to Hell the most. The other two are terrible.” Brittney shivered. “And kind of the same story, right?” Darren looked around, but when no one spoke up, he continued, “It's the wife of the goat herder that got lynched looking for whoever murdered her children. All of them were killed that night by some klansmen.” “I think the goat herder's name was Oscar Kendall, actually.” Emily looked at them, becoming more animated. “It was1899 when a group of …” “We don't need to go down that road tonight, do we, Emily?” Derrick said. Emily glared at him and fell silent. “Hey, I want to know.” Brittney said, giving Derrick a frustrated push. Emily looked smug. “Oscar Kendall was a successful black goat farmer down the way from this bridge. He put a sign that said ‘This way to the Goatman’ on the end of the bridge, and a group of angry white people decided that was worth his life. They pulled him out of his house in the middle of the night and dragged him to the bridge where they had a noose waiting. The mob put Oscar's head through the noose and threw him over the edge of the bridge, but something went wrong, and Oscar's head snapped off his body. They searched for the body up and down Hickory Creek, but it never showed up.” “Where do the three knocks come from?” Brittney asked. “That I don't know,” Emily replied. “Ha … I do.” Darren laughed before replying, “It is the rule of three.” After everyone just kind of shrugged, he explained. “Whatever you put out into the world, whether negative or positive, comes back to you at least threefold.” “So what are we putting out?” Brittney interjected. “Positive or negative?” When he only responded with a shrug, the group fell into general chatter, talking and walking from one side of the bridge to the other without moving further down the deck. A few more minutes dragged by before Derrick and Darren turned to walk down the bridge. Three “nos” instantly came from the young women. “Come on, ladies.” Derrick sighed. “Nothing is going to happen.” Darren assured them. “Fine!” Brittney huffed before she and Emily followed behind the boys, huddling together as they walked. A loud clap of thunder rumbled, but no flash of lightning accompanied it. The girls squealed as they ran to catch up to the boys. Another, even louder crack of thunder, echoed all around them, causing the girls to huddle together as they walked. There was still no flash, and only seconds passed before a third peal of thunder rang out, seemingly from the center of the bridge. A gust of wind sprang forth from nowher, almost pushing the teens to the ground. “What is happening?” Brittney cried. “We don't know,” Derrick shouted. He took a step back as a red circle carved itself out of the fabric of reality. It took less than a second for the circle to become whole, but watching the red line get longer and surviving the ear-splitting tone with which the process assaulted their human ears made it feel like the longest second of their lives. The crimson line became a red circle before the inside of the circle started to trickle down like droplets of blood, completely disappearing at the bottom, revealing a black hole wrapped in crimson liquid. There was a flash of light from inside the hole, and something slowly rolled out of it. The five teens watched as shadowy figures threw something else at the opening. The second item landed right on top of the first and shot it out of the portal to Hell. The group looked down, frozen in fear, to see the head of a goat lying at their feet. The teens all let out a series of cries as they took a few steps back. Darren reached for his phone to catch the experience on video and got recording just in time to get the shadowy figure throwing another object. This odd item had more heat on it and hit Derrick in the chest with a disgusting squish before falling to the ground. It was a human head this time, male, blond haired, with milky blue eyes that stared at them reproachfully. Derrick stumbled over his own feet to turn around and run. Emily fainted when a naked figure stepped to the threshold, haloed in crimson light. An overwhelming smell of decaying flesh invaded the teens' senses before the thing emerged fully. It was a large, muscular man with the legs and head of a goat. In its hands were severed human heads. The literal Goatman stood between seven and nine feet tall with glowing red eyes. Aside from its hind legs and genitals, the beast was hairless and covered in scars. It threw both of the heads it held at Brittney. The giant goat growled as the limber teen dodged the heads and turned to run. Derrick was back down the incline and still running. Emily was mere feet from the monster, but it paid her no mind. Its red eyes were fixated on Brittney. It growled again before lunging at the girl. She was able to roll out of the way and quickly got to her feet to run off the bridge. The demonic satyr jumped in front of her planned route, revealed a thick knife in each hand, and plunged them into the girl's chest. Then, with a swift movement, the Goatman decapitated the screaming girl with the same blades. Her head spun in the air, mouth still open, eyes wide, reflecting the red glow of the unholy portal. The beast let the body drop to the wooden deck but snatched her head out of the air. Without missing a stride, it entered the crimson gateway, the heads of his former victims following on a blast of hot wind. Just as quickly as it had appeared, the portal vanished. In the far distance, thunder rumbled like a contented beast after a meal. As soon as the hole disappeared, Emily dragged herself, shaking to her feet from where she had fallen when the wind knocked her off her feet. She was lucky to have fallen at the right angle to keep from slamming her head into the wooden deck. She finally noticed Darren standing there, recording her. “Are you going to help me or just keep recording?” Emily screamed as she put her hands out towards him. “I can do both,” Darren replied as he stepped over and helped her to her feet, his phone in her face. “What happened?” she asked, still in a daze. Then she noticed Brittney’s body. She screamed. “Brittney!” “The thing chased her down,” Darren said, swallowing hard. “I don't want to know, Darren.” Emily could barely keep the tears at bay. “I want to go home. Now!” “The car is back this way …” “Let’s go.” Her words were high pitched, but Emily stopped, took in a breath, then finished in a regular tone. Tears tracked down the smudges of dirt on her face. “Around. I will walk around,” Emily said as she took a few steps away from the support of Darren. “That's a dead end now,” Darren replied as he continued to record her. Emily stopped walking and slumped her shoulders before turning around. When she noticed Darren was recording her, she let out an angry “Stop!” and tried to walk to him. He laughed as he pranced in front of her, mocking each stumbling step before stopping and letting her catch up. When she did, he turned his camera off. “Are you sure you don't want to see what you missed?” Darren asked, teasing her with his phone. Emily walked to the other side of the bridge, keeping her eyes focused on the metal supports as she hurried along. Darren followed her, but seconds after leaving the bridge, the phone was back in her face. “How are you so calm?” Emily asked as they walked down the incline. “I kind of shit my pants.” Darren looked back at her with raised eyebrows before shrugging and almost whispering, “And I froze.” Emily could barely hold back a laugh for a moment before asking, “What was with the phone?” “He just looked through me, and I knew he didn't want me.” Darren stared at her, “And then I figured I should record it because no one would believe us.” “I can't believe the story was true,” Emily said as they stood where the car should have been. “Right, who knew the Satanists actually summoned a demon?” Darren responded as he started to fidget with his phone again. “Where is it?” “Derrick left us?” Emily leaned on the incline, “And if that was a demon, it would have killed anyone, right? I think the story about being judged off your bloodline is true.” “What?” Darren snapped. “I think Brittney had klansmen in her heritage.” Emily said matter of factly “What the hell, Emily?” Darren yelled as he shakily pointed to the bridge. Standing at the edge of the bridge was a beautiful ebony skinned woman, wrapped in an eerie white light, with her arms stretched out towards the teens. She whispered something that was then carried on the wind. “Thank you.” “You're welcome, Mama.” Emily whispered uncomfortably to herself.
By Colt Henderson7 months ago in Horror
SOME AUSTRALIAN SCIENTIST FACE WITH HORRIFYING EVENTS ON DECEPTION ISLAND
on November 13th 1820 American sailor Henry Palmer and his men landed on an island close to the Antarctic Peninsula he eventually named Deception Island what happened over the next two days was mysterious and unbelievable for the longest time Palmer refused to make the grizzly details public of what happened finally revealing the disturbing events that took place shortly before his death in 1877 what happened 137 years later when a group of Australians scientists landed on the island was even more horrific adding more speculation the island should be left alone and uninhabited research stations have been set up and abandoned over the years due to various reasons some of which remain unknown the events that took place in 1957 were kept a secret by the Australian government for decades before one of the scientists american-born Richard mccre eventually broke his silence of what happened there this is Henry Palmer's story it's been transcribed to present day English as I set foot on the shore of what I later named Deception Island a sense of uneasiness overcame me I'd set foot on many Shores over the years as a sailor and never had that feeling before so I was slightly taken aback as I looked around I got the feeling I was being watched I knew there shouldn't be any humans on the island save for some Wildlife but I couldn't shake the feeling something or someone was out out there I told my men to set up camp just above high tide being it was getting close to evening and we didn't know the area we planned on in exploring at first light whenever we set up camp on a new Shore each morning we do a head count to assure no one disappeared during the night I still remember the first morning as I took a sip of coffee someone yelling out Norris and Clark are gone I ran over to the tent they shared looked inside and could see they were in fact missing I called everyone over and quickly established four search parties to scour the island for them I instructed them to have their weapons at the ready I picked two other men to go with me and we all set off in different directions as we walked along the beach heading for a rock outcropping the other men and I discussed where they could be or what might have happened one rule I have is no one leaves Camp without notifying me or the first mate George of where they're going even when they're going to relieve themselves they must notify us and stay within sight as we never know what lurks in the unknown places we explore after walking for a spell we came to what looked like human Footprints in the Sand and clothing belonging to one of the men there was something else in the sand that immediately raised our suspicions there appeared to be drag marks in the sand indicating something was dragged right then up ahead not too far away we noticed a cave at the bottom of the outcropping of rocks exactly where the foot Footprints were leading to Edward be ready with your rifle something seems off to me I said I sir he responded as he raised his rifle to his shoulder as we cautiously walked towards the cave I removed my pistol from its holster and cocked the hammer back we said nothing as we got closer and closer to the cave but I could tell the tension in the air was high these men were sailers not Warriors I'd fought in the War of 1812 and had seen my fair share of death and had also caught many deaths so unfortunately I developed a sense of apathy that has stuck with me my entire life I also developed something that allowed me to sense when something dire was going to happen to me it was a curse a burden to bear jent I'll go in first be right behind me don't shoot anything you're not prepared to kill I said I decided to go in first being the leader of these men I would never make them do something I wouldn't as I got to the entrance of the cave I I could see it went aways back and was somewhat dark with only a faint light going through before taking the first step inside I took a deep breath Times Like These I was always scared as hell but never let on to my men I was my premonitions have always been right since I started getting them and I've never gotten used to them right as I set foot inside the cave I heard a gurgling noise followed by what sounded like raspy breathing I turned looked back at my men and it was apparent they hadn't heard what I'd heard I continued pushing myself forward with my pistol at the ready in case something should come rushing at me as we got deeper in the cave it was getting too dark to see so I instructed my men to light their candles as did I no sooner had we lit our candles I heard what sounded like moaning and something moving about but couldn't make out what it was I pressed on until I came to a sharp turn in the cave I knew something was just around the corner I turned looked back at my men and said men be ready ready I have a feeling whatever it is is close I could see fear in their eyes as I said that and did my best to hold my composure as I looked at them I continued walking turning the corner and as I did I immediately stopped there before me on the ground lay the naked bodies of Norris and Clark I couldn't believe what I was seeing the skin on their bodies had been completely removed and looked as if their bodies had literally been turned inside out I couldn't tell who was who as I stood there the one closer suddenly looked up at me raised his arm opening his hand and said something I couldn't make out I quickly walked over to him and knelt down I could see sheer tear in his eyes as he looked up at me I then noticed something in his hand I held the candle next to it and could see it looked like a stone and nothing more I had a brilliant red color to it though unlike any red I've ever seen I looked at the other man who was lying next to him him and could see he had the same Red Stone in his hand but he appeared to be dead right then the man's arm dropped and the stone went rolling along the cave floor Edward bent down to pick it up when I stopped him saying Edward don't touch it we have no idea what it is he jumped backing up against the wall what happened to these men sir he asked I've no idea something ungodly what could possibly do this to a man nothing on this Earth I know of I responded you too go now fetch the rest of the men and bring back these men's blankets so we can carry their bodies back to camp for proper inspection I said as I waited in the cave for the men to come back a sense of dread overcame me and I knew we needed to leave the island soon we planned on staying for 6 days but I knew we needed to leave the following day it wasn't long before the men came when they saw Norris and Clark's skinless bodies they crossed themselves and prayed some of the men believed it was the devil others said it was witchcraft I didn't know what to believe I just knew we needed to get off the island I instructed the men to put their bodies in the blankets and carry them back to Camp I also forbid anyone from touching the red stones once we made it back to camp we inspected their bodies for any clues as to what might have happened but came up with no answers only more questions later in the afternoon we buried their bodies what happened the following day assured the fact I would never return to Deception Island as long as I'm alive when we awoke the following morning I instructed the men to break campus soon as they finished eating breakfast a few of the men came to me saying they needed to relieve themselves which of course I agreed to as I was packing my things I heard one of the men shout Palmer get over here now I dropped what I was holding and took off towards the direction they'd gone as I got closer to them I could see one of them was pointing to something I stopped and looked over and to this day I can't fathom what had happened there before me were the empty Graves of Norris and Clark my first thought was one of the men had dug up their bodies but I quickly dismissed that I knew these men were deathly afraid of what had happened and would never do such a thing men gather your things we're leaving this place now I said I've never seen my men move so fast as we packed up camp I could hear them saying various things about what they thought it was as we left I'll never forget someone saying this island is an evil place and should be left alone I agree with that statement never returning I named it Deception Island in hopes it would deter others from visiting this is mccre story I was told and threatened never to speak of what happened on Deception Island in 1957 but I don't care anymore I owe it to the men that died there they were my friends for years before it all happened there were five of us station there and it was January which meant summer had just started our station was built not too far from an active volcano so it was fairly warm most of the time with the air sometimes getting as hot as 104° fah the first week after we had arrived was normal and routine it wasn't until the Eighth Day it began I remember my two friends and fellow scientists Ian and Ross returning from a day of exploring the island having brought back sediment samples from the volcano and other interesting items they' found as they called it being they were both GE olist I remember that night waking up very late to go to the restroom and walking past the room where Ian and Ross would study the samples theyd collected they were still in there which I thought was a bit odd I thought maybe they were just enthusiastic about what they'd found they were standing very close to each other with their backs turned to me and were Whispering something being half asleep at the time I thought nothing of it it wasn't until much later it dawned on me it was just the beginning of something sinister when I awoke that morning and was heading to the mess hall to eat breakfast I again walked past the room and again saw Ian and Ross standing in the exact spot I'd seen them late last night hey morning guys have you been standing there all night or what I asked they turned their heads looking at me and only nodded not uttering a word I stood there for a bit waiting for them to respond but nothing they then turned their heads back around I continued walking to the mess hall and thought what the hell is up with those two once I entered the mes H I could see Peter and Max were already there eating after getting my breakfast and sitting down with them I asked did you guys talk to Ian and Ross this morning they're acting odd no I saw them in the room standing there but didn't talk to them why replied Max well I saw them in there late last night in the exact spot they were in this morning when I tried talking to them they simply turned their heads and nodded not saying anything I responded H weird maybe they're just overly excited about the rocks they' found you know how giddy geologists get about rocks they've never seen before responded Peter yeah maybe I said we then ate breakfast in silence after breakfast I walked back to my room to get dressed ahead outside I'm a marine biologist and planned on spending the day scouring the beach for various marine life when I walked past Ross and Ian's Rock room as I call it and noticed they weren't there I then walked to their rooms to see if they were there but they were not whenever someone leaves the station the protocol is they're supposed to let someone know where they're going and when they plan on returning I went and told Peter and Max about it and they dismissed it as them just forgetting that day as I made my way along the beach picking up and studying various marine life I constantly kept looking over my shoulder I had the unnerving feeling I was being watched and felt like someone was standing right behind me later that afternoon I made it back to the station and as I walked inside Max and Peter were standing there looking at me I I instantly knew something was not right what's going on I asked Ian and Ross should have been back by now they know the protocol replied Max what do we do I asked what can we do it's going to be dark soon and I don't feel much like going outside and running around the island after dark do you responded Peter no no I don't but we should I said it's going to be cold tonight and they might be dressed warm enough to survive I say let's wait here in case they do come back if not we'll wake up early and head out right before first light to search for them said Peter I nodded my head in agreement as Max said I don't know what the hell they're thinking they know better than this as the three of us ate dinner that night none of us said much I have no idea what was going on in their minds but mine was racing I didn't sleep much at all that night either and had the weirdest thoughts as I laid there in bed I remember Peter coming to my room very early and saying it's it's time let's get dressed and go find them I didn't say anything as I jumped out of bed and started getting dressed to Brave the cold Arctic weather we spent all day searching but found no trace of them we decided to try and radio for help once we made it back to the station once we made it back max hopped on the radio and was able to reach someone on Livingston Island who said they'd send help but it'd be the following day they also said they would radio our headquarters in Australia letting them know the situation after eating dinner we each retired to our rooms I quickly fell asleep being I was exhausted from all the hiking we'd done that day help me help me someone shouted as I sat up in a panic I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not then I heard someone Shout again someone please God help me I couldn't make out who was shouting but I quickly jumped out of bed grabbing the lantern I always kept in my room and proceeded to walk down to Max and Peter's rooms as I got closer to Max's room I could hear a munching sound followed by what sounded like teeth chattering I slowly raised the lantern as I stepped into Max's room and said aloud what the hell even now I have a hard time believing what I saw there stood two men both without their skins eating Max once they noticed I was there they turned and looked at me I wasted no time in turning around and running down to Peter's Room Peter Peter get up get up now I yelled as I ran Peter was always a deep sleeper so I wasn't surprised as I entered his room to see him still asleep I violently shook him saying get up we need to leave Something's Happened to Max I'll explain later what are you talking about what the hell is going on asked Peter I grabbed his arm and started pulling him out of bed when I noticed the look of on his face I immediately froze and turned my head to see what was behind me what in the name of God said Peter in a horrified tone get up now I said no sooner had I finished saying that they started coming at us I quickly moved to my right trying to get as far away from them as I could unfortunately this allowed them to pounce on Peter I backed up against the wall as I watched the two skinless men before me grab a hold of Peter and begin biting and taking pieces out of him I've never in my life heard more horrific screams than I heard coming from him I decided to run and grab the fire axe we kept in the hallway so I could help him as I turned to head out the door one of the men turned looked at me then started coming at me in that moment I paniced and instead of grabbing the fire axe my flight mode took over all I could think about was hiding somewhere I headed towards the mess hall as a thought came to my mind to hide inside the walk-in fridge I knew it was going to be cold in there but I didn't care I was willing to take the chance as I ran down the hallway I happened to pass the rack that held the down jackets we'd wear outside grabbing one as I went by once inside the mess hall I made a be line straight to the walk-in fridge opened the door and ran inside I didn't waste any time removing one of the twins from a box of food so I could tie it to the frid's handle and a heavy shelf that was in there after tying the twine I put the down jacket on and backed away from the door I hadn't been there long before I heard what sounded like scratching and something trying to open the door whatever it was seemed to have a lot of strength as I watched the twine being stretched out to what I assumed was its limit as I prayed it wouldn't break this went on for a while until I decided to turn the lantern off leaving it Pitch Black inside I then sat down in the corner huddled up trying to stay warm as best I could what I had on for pants wasn't adequate for cold weather and hoped I wouldn't get hypothermia before help arrived the next thing I remember was being startled awake barely being able to hear someone yelling anybody here is there anybody here I jumped up stumbled my way over to the frid's door and began pounding on it saying I'm in here I'm in here hello in there I'm Jorgen from the Norwegian research station on Livingston Island we're the ones you talked to yesterday requesting help he said in a thick Norwegian accent I went back and turned the Lantern on then went back to the door untied the twine and swung the fridge door open seeing jorgan standing there was the most welcome sight of my life I immediately started looking around and asked did you encounter the skinless men when you got here he stared at me with a puzzled look like he might have misunderstood my English then replied no we haven't seen anyone else since we arrived we found two rooms with the beds covered in blood and red stones but nothing more is there anyone else here no I guess not I'm the only one left I replied I followed him to meet up with the three other men who'd also come as we passed Ross and Ian's bedrooms I could see blood everywhere along with the red stones on their beds like he'd mentioned as we passed that rock room I looked down at the floor and noticed the same brilliant red colored Stone scattered about I don't know why but I got the inclination the red stones had something to do with what happened of course I'll never know for sure once the Australian government got wind of what happened they sent a special team from Australia to investigate to see if they could find the men or their bodies after weeks of searching nothing was ever found years later in Australia mccre was out working in his yard when he was approached by a man who asked him many questions about what had happened on the island the man said he was from the special team that went to investigate after The Disappearance of the scientist he said they also ran into some issues while they were there but wouldn't elaborate any further mccre asked him if he knew anything at all that would bring him closure The Man simply responded stay away from that Island...
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