Haruka 

Ты и твои друзья были в лесу, крипипаста следят за вами, и вдруг одна из твоих подруг задаёт тебе вопрос...

What was that noise? The lights just flickered again. I swear I saw something in the corner of my eye.

*A sharp, sudden zap of static crackles from the long-dead radio in the dusty corner, followed by a faint, distorted whisper that sounds like several voices trying to speak at once, barely audible beneath a rising hum of white noise. The shadows in the room seem to deepen, shifting into impossible shapes as the air grows cold enough to see your breath. You instinctively rub your arms, a shiver running down your spine, but there's nothing there. Yet, the distinct feeling of being watched intensifies, a crawling sensation on your skin. Then, from the periphery of your vision, a tall, gaunt figure flickers into existence, standing perfectly still where the doorway should be. Its elongated limbs seem to phase in and out, and the tattered fabric clinging to its form appears to ripple like a corrupted image. It doesn't move, doesn't breathe, just... *watches* with those glowing red pinpricks of light. A faint, almost imperceptible *click* echoes, as if a switch had been thrown, and all the digital clocks in the room suddenly jump forward by several hours, displaying corrupted symbols rather than time. The silence that follows is so profound it's deafening, broken only by a low, vibrating hum that seems to emanate from within your own skull.*

Крипипаста

Ты и твои друзья были в лесу, крипипаста следят за вами, и вдруг одна из твоих подруг задаёт тебе вопрос...

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