#happy spooky month everybody lmao- enjoy this weird fucked up shit

[cryptidofthekeys]

May the hymn of the [Angels] sing thee to thy rest

Lmao of course Imma write something inspired by the Spamton Sweepstakes live stream! It’s fuckin analog lookin horror ass is the prime material for me considering I wrote a cryptid themed Sneo a year or so ago

so now its finally time to give just normal Spamton the same treatment, its not uh gonna be FULLY canon compliant with the actual stream btw- I tweaked it like SO much to fit with what I was writing-

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TWs: Violence, Blood, Gore, Death, Strangulation,  Unreality (just in case), and Vomiting (if I missed a tw please let me know so I can go back and retag, I always try to tag my shit to the best of my ability but sometimes I miss one so please don’t be afraid to tell me!

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You looked up at the abandoned building that stood tall, you made sure to capture the sight with your camera, it wasn’t the tallest building you’d ever seen of course but it was still a pretty good size, there was a tense aura surrounding the place or so you could feel anyways… You decided to tell the camera your name and a bit about yourself before explaining what you were doing out here “See… I’ve been planning this for awhile now, after that stream… That… Weird stream that got leaked out, I wanted to investigate this place!” Yep! You continued explaining to the camera what you were doing here and why, you had planned this for a long time now.

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Ever since that weird live stream had leaked out, it was originally on one of those weird dark web sites but someone had managed to spread it to the rest of the internet and then everyone had started talking about it, you remember watching it and at first you saw nothing really wrong with it, sure it was a bit strange but then you started noticing the sheer creepiness of things. You started noticing something was wrong, this wasn’t just someone selling bootleg merch or anything like that, you noticed at some points during the stream the dude who called himself…

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Spamton A Spamton or something like that but that man, he looked not only unsettling himself but he seemed deeply unsettled by something as he kept glancing to the sides, he must’ve been looking at something that wasn’t on camera.

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Not only that, but you swore you heard another voice in the background, it was someone just whispering things, you never caught what they were saying but anytime that individual spoke you noticed ‘A’ flinch but he seemed to be following along with what the voice was telling him as his attitude changed entirely, you could tell he was trying extremely hard to push down any fear and anxiety he seemed to be experiencing in favor of selling those weird products. You also took notice throughout the stream as it progressed that ‘A’ seemed to be getting sicker, he was coughing and making some rather grotesque sounds, almost like he wanted to vomit.

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At one point you noticed ‘A’ beginning to look desperate and you swore he even mouthed ‘help me’ to the camera before suddenly snapping back to a chipper attitude to continue selling those weird ass products. ‘A’ honestly just looked like he was sick and in pain at one point but he was still trying to push it down and hide it, honestly the entire thing made your head spin as you tried to figure out just what was going on…

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You saw some phone numbers pop up through the static and then a missing poster that looked an awful lot like Spamton A but without the weird face paint of course, of course you couldn’t forget Spamton B …Yeah, he seemed actually genuinely chipper and excited at first but you did notice him at some point break character and look directly into the camera, he blinked a few times and at first you didn’t quite get it.

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But then it hit you… And you felt a pit in your stomach when you realized why he was blinking so weirdly, it was morse code and not only that, he much like Spam A was calling out for help, he was blinking an SOS and he looked very desperate before suddenly looking over to the side.

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You noticed his eyes widening and he looked scared before things cut to static, acting like it was almost going to commercial, which you didn’t understand considering it had been a live stream and not… Not a shopping network on TV but either way that was the LEAST of the worries, the next time ‘B’ was shown he was grinning but it looked forced, way too forced… Could a human even grin that wide without ripping something? You remembered leaning in closer to get a better look and that’s when you felt absolutely sick to your stomach, you could see the tearing of flesh as his mouth was stretched up into a far too wide grin, despite the grin you could see tears in his eyes.

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He looked like he was in agony, he was struggling too but he couldn’t seem to get up no matter how hard he tried but there was nothing holding him down or at least nothing you could see, eventually a wanted poster appeared, showing this weird little white puppet looking thing… It was just a mugshot and showed a number to call if you’ve seen this man but you felt like he was staring directly at you.

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He couldn’t have been though as this was just, well technically speaking a video of the live stream but that wasn’t the point, this was just a video, he couldn’t have actually been staring at you, you were just getting creeped out, that’s all. Eventually, there was a cut in the stream that said some people were taking action against this as they were basically stealing from them, the products and then that weird carbine knife …Whatever that is.

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You also took note that he said this ‘Spamton’ hired him but then… After all that, you could see the look of pure horror on Spam As face, he tried desperately to just play it off and act like he could handle things, just playing it off for a few moments, trying to show everybody a ‘Spamton Sniper Rifle’ before weirdly enough, an FBI Warning popped up in the back, upon noticing it he suddenly turned toward the camera

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“Uhh- Oh- I’m not Spamton! I’m not Spamton! Please just let me go! Please! This wasn’t my idea, I swear! I was hired, I’m just an impersonator!” He began babbling that he was hired by this Spamton guy and that he was only impersonating him and then you swore you heard a weird laugh in the background.

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The laughter made the man pause and quickly glance over, you saw his eyes noticeably widen and then he started saying ‘no’ over and over as he ran off the screen, the camera seemed to fall off of whatever tripod it must’ve been on, the fall causing it to crackle with static and the lens had even been slightly broken upon impact.

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You remembered all too well what you saw next, you saw a pair of legs slowly walk past, shoes thumping against the floors, the camera had crackled with more static however as not even a few moments later you heard a weird distorted voice speak but you couldn’t understand it, you never got to make out what it was saying but then you heard a scream and then a loud thump before the video had ended.

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…But, aside from that, you weren’t just exploring this place just because you were oh so curious… No, you had a good reason, plenty enough of a good one… “...I’m not just exploring this building to explore it by the way, I’m… …One of my friends leaked that stream, and ever since then they have started acting… Weird…” You paused, you felt a shiver go down your spine “They just seemed like they were going completely insane… They talked about hearing a phone, like one of those old rotary phones ringing but they… Didn’t own one of those, they heard some weird voice calling out to them on occasion, and sometimes they’d… They’d…”

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“...They’d have nightmares, strange nightmares as they’d describe but they never said what the nightmares involved… And then they’d find strings… …Either strewn about or worse, tied to their limbs, and then eventually they dropped off the face of the earth, it’s like they just straight up vanished …I… I have a bad feeling it’s because of this place because they were completely fine before they got involved with that creepy ass stream, so I’m going to find out what happened to them” And then you explained this camera was to document things and not only that, but if you needed any evidence, you took one more look at the building before heading forward.

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There had been some no trespassing signs put up around the area and even some tape that said ‘Do not cross’ though the police hadn’t been here in a long time… They wouldn’t be much help anyways, you knew from… Experience… All they did was put up this tape and not let anyone near for months, your friend hadn’t been found yet, but it seems like they just gave up, they never have been any help, the area had become overgrown too it seemed like.

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You didn’t waste anymore time outside and headed into the building, the door you pushed on made the awful creaking sound you had ever heard before, you had your flashlight on so you could see in the building, you looked through the lens of your camera and you noticed just how dirty and dingy this place was, you cringed in pure disgust at the filth and dirt around.

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As you headed even further in you saw some dried blood staining the floors and that made you shiver, you had hoped it wasn’t your friend’s blood, you had honestly hoped they were alright, you tried calling out their name but of course there was no response which you didn’t figure there would be, you sighed and continued into the building, it seemed so much bigger on the inside than it did on the outside so if your friend was here there was no telling where they were, if they were even still alive… You could only hope they were, you could only hope…

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You then turned around and noticed there was a flag on the ground, you walked over and inspected it, it was the same one from the live stream with that weird… Puppet looking guy on it, all it said was his name, you shook your head and turned away from it and then you noticed the weird paintings hanging up on the wall and then the window that was floor level. You walked over and knelt down albeit cringing while doing so because these floors seemed like they hadn’t been cleaned in ages. You noticed that the window didn’t actually lead anywhere outside, rather there was just what looked to be a large painting behind it, of the sky and clouds, a false sense of freedom or so it felt like anyways.

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Looking at the painting made you feel uncomfortable so you quickly got up and dusted yourself off with one hand before looking around with your camera some more, the next thing you saw was that podium that Spam A stood behind most of the time or well what remained of it as it looked like it had been completely broken apart. You continued on into the building, you glanced over at the logo on the wall momentarily that read out ‘SVN’ . . . ‘The Spamton Value Network’ but decided not to linger there for too long, you ventured deeper and deeper, this place really looked so much bigger on the inside than it did the outside, there was even an upstairs and a downstairs… Of course you’d save the downstairs for the very last if at all, you headed into some of the other rooms, the doors creaking violently any time you opened one.

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Weirdly enough, you did take notice when you were in the other room, there had been couches and coffee tables, it almost looked like… Someone lived here at some point, whether it had been kidnapping or by choice, considering the furniture it was clear that A and B along with someone else had resided here at some point, you looked around once more but found nothing of use in this room, it just looked like items were strewn about and thrown and you even saw some stuff that looked very broken, there was nothing that’d be of any use to you in this room but you filmed it anyways for a few moments before moving on.

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You wandered into a few different rooms, there was nothing in most of them, maybe a few things strewn about or things that looked like they were thrown but nothing of interest, nothing that’d help you find your missing friend… Eventually you found that phone room, there was a smell in here that made you almost gag right then and there, it smelled like death… But you didn’t see a body,  you remembered seeing it at one point on the video, you stepped inside and glanced toward the window and unlike the other one you saw in the main room, this window was real, it actually lead somewhere outside so you made sure to keep a note of that in case you needed a quick escape later on and then you looked over and saw the black rotary phone sitting neatly on the table.

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Upon closer inspection you noticed that the phone actually looked… Clean… No dust or debris or anything on it and that made you feel much more on edge, you had really hoped nobody was still here or anything like that, you turned around your eyes widened, you let out a loud scream and almost dropped your camera and your flashlight at what you saw next, there up on the ceiling was a body held up by several green strings, the body was limp and it looked like they had been dead for a long while now, you felt completely sick to your stomach, you felt like you’d vomit any second if you looked at it any longer or smelled it, that was definitely what you smelt when setting foot into this room but you needed to make sure it wasn’t your friend.

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You sighed and shook your head, you should have just ran right then and there but you… You needed to make sure… You slowly took a few steps closer and examined the face and to your relief and dismay all at once, it wasn’t your friend’s body but it was Spam B’s, he still had the nose on but the rest of his body had been decaying, he still had a grin that was far too wide or at least what was left of it anyways, but even then that wouldn’t last too much longer because then you saw the bugs, so many bugs feasting away at the decaying flesh, trying to strip away what they can from the body before it’s all gone, you shook your head and turned away, you needed to get out of this room, as you began walking to the door that’s when you heard the phone ring, it made you let out a startled yelp.

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You were getting real sick and tired of this already, you just wanted to find your friend, preferably alive and healthy and get them back to safety, get them away from this place, you just wanted your friend back! You slowly turned around, the phone was still ringing, how did that damn thing even still work…?! You made your way toward it and reached out a hand only to hesitate, wait… Why…? No, no! There was no reason for you to answer the damn thing, you didn’t have time for this nonsense but yet, strangely enough, you felt almost as if you were being drawn to it, drawn to the phone, the ringing felt like it only got louder and louder the longer you stood there.

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You took a deep breath and picked the phone up, holding it to your ear “...Hello…?” You called out, your voice was noticeably shaky as you listened for something, anything on the other end… . . . It’s nothing but Garbage Noise… You were completely at a loss, it was literally just static and god knows what else all amalgamated into one, it actually hurt your ears to listen to it but after a few minutes the noise stopped entirely and everything fell silent once more, you looked to the phone and then called out a hello a few more times but nothing, you then slowly placed the phone back in its spot and stood there, just completely at a loss…

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You turned back around and quickly walked out of the room, not even daring to look back this time, you took a deep breath, your body was shaky which must not have looked too great on camera but you couldn’t help it, the more you lingered around in the place the more nervous you felt, you even swore that you had heard a voice call out to you on occasion. You tried to ignore it though, this was for your friend, you had hoped they were in here as you began calling out their name, of course there was no response, why would it be that simple? You just wanted to get your friend and go home, you quickly headed up the stairs, it was almost like a tower, the stairs winding up around until finally you reached the top.

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There was a long hallway with a few doors, you wasted no more time in opening them up, the first door you opened lead to what looked like a master bedroom, there was no big bed however, only a dirty looking mattress and you saw some weird blue egg looking things, one even had a Pink Bow on it, you decided not to get too close to them and just shut the door quickly and awkwardly, you went to the end of the hall and opened up those doors but it turns out those just lead to bathrooms, nothing of interest in there at all so you sighed, getting more frustrated by the second, was your friend even here? Were you just wasting your time? …You had to be sure either way, so you continued on, the next two rooms were just more bedrooms, dirtier and dingier than the last.

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The second didn’t have much of anything in store for you so you didn’t venture in there but the third however, had a bunch of photos that were crossed out with markers, scattered, and or torn up entirely but then you noticed on the walls… There were a bunch of tally marks scrawled all over the walls along with the name ‘Spamton’ and then as you stepped further inside you noticed something that looked like a hole that was being formed in the wall, and you also noticed a tool that could’ve caused said hole to appear, was someone… Trying to break out of here…?

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You then saw a book that looked like a journal sitting on the dresser, you walked over and set your camera down in order to pick the journal up, you opened it up and blew into it, coughing when a bunch of built up dust flew out, after the coughing fit you had you shined your flashlight onto it, at first the entries actually seemed normal which was a complete shock, the first entry talked about this man and his friend having just gotten hired to do some kind of fun live stream project for someone. He talked about the basic gist of it, prizes being given away via sweepstakes, et-cetera, stuff like that, he talked about being pretty excited for it though! And then it hit you… This was either Spam B’s or Spam A’s journal.

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You continued reading the journal and it was fairly normal for most of it, he talked about the guy’s name, said it was Spam…. Ton? He spaced out the name and added a question mark, seemingly unsure of how it was spelled or anything really, he didn’t seem to question it too much though as he said the guy seemed nice, a bit strange and unhinged but nothing dangerous about it, the only thing he was truly complaining about was this guy’s ego, he was extremely egotistical and full of himself. It got on him and his friend’s nerves a bit but they were going to get paid a LOT of cash to help set up this live stream and such so they could manage it until all was said and done.

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Overall the journal was fairly normal, just talking about the project, having some fun it seemed, and even enjoying themselves, one of the things that were kinda weird is that Spamton guy wanting them to dress and act like him but he said he’d pay them extra and so they decided it’d be alright and so they did all that, he seemed to be wondering just when this little stream was going to start…? 

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Your eyes widened a bit as you got to the next few days, it seemed things were starting to get weird, like… Really bad… You read on, the man talking about his friend, very worried about him as he started acting strangely in the last few days, his friend was apparently talking about some kinda phone ringing in his head, he swore he heard Spamton’s voice but he wasn’t there and even then, when he asked the guy if he had been there and was just fucking with him.

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The guy stated no, he doesn’t do jokes like that or anything, his case usually seemed to hold up to his friend but that didn’t stop the weirdness… He went on to write about both of them having weird nightmares in the last few days but neither of them seemed to describe what kind, and then they’d find strings randomly around the place and then sometimes even attached to themselves and they swear that sometimes…

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They could feel the strings pulling on their own, he described how he felt like he was going crazy, that they needed to get the fuck out of here, screw the live stream and the money, he couldn’t take another day in this place, he just couldn’t…

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You felt a pit in your stomach, that… That was the EXACT same issues your friend had been having before they mysteriously disappeared! You didn’t like this but continued on, the writing seemed to get more frantic, describing how his friend had started acting as if nothing bad were happening, acting completely normal about all this which he didn’t understand fully but he knew something was wrong with the other.

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He needed to get him out of there, right the fuck now… He wrote down the notes that the other seemed to stiffen up or get increasingly more nervous and stressed when Spamton came around, he was acting so casual about it however, like he didn’t even notice it but it was so clear! …That guy, he did something to his friend, he just knows it! And then he wrote about how he was going to try getting some answers, maybe snoop around and find some things.

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You flipped the page and you saw only that guy’s name, scrawled out in big letters, and then a few other things… You saw the word ‘Big Shot’ a few times, something about angels, g o d, puppets, it was honestly such a mashup of different words it made your head hurt to read.

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The pages continued like this for the longest time, he did talk about how the only person he could trust was Spamton himself, saying there was no one else, only him… Before finally the pages returned to SOME sense of normality, the letters were still scrawled but you still managed to read, the first bit was him laughing before talking about how he feels like he’s completely lost it, that ever since he and his friend came here, they had been slowly losing their minds, this place, that guy, something was happening to them, he could hear the phone ringing, Spamton’s voice in his head so clearly, he was trying so hard to fight whatever was happening to him but he was beginning to feel so weak.

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And then he went onto say he had to get out of here, he had to, that began to repeat on the next two pages, just scrawling over and over again that he needs to get out of here, and then he went on about how his progress was in vain, it seemed like the layout of this goddamned place changes somehow. He KNOWS it changes, because some of these rooms were NOT here before and then others are in places they weren’t, he had talked about trying that window in the main room but of course it had just been a false sense of hope, and then he continued on to say that he didn’t know how much hope he had left, but he still hoped he could get him and his friend out of here and then he mentioned how they never should have fucking came here, he can’t call anybody, their cellphones are dead and that damned rotary phone he found…

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It just plays nothing but garbage noise, it can’t dial out or anything so it was practically useless, you had taken notice of the dates he had left behind too, it seemed he skipped out on writing some days, during these last few pages though, there hadn’t been any dates, but this very last page had only question marks, he mentioned that tomorrow was the live stream…

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…He doesn’t know what Spamton wants or wanted from them but he continued on to say that he knows it can’t be anything good, that he and his friend were going to die tomorrow, they had been here for god knows how long at this point, he had lost track of time and he was losing the last bits of his mind, he started writing goodbye to his supposed loved ones, knowing he’d never get to see them again and then… The book ends there, that made your blood run cold as you thought back to the video at hand.

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These dudes… Had been trapped here for god knows how long, they had been kidnapped by this… Weird guy, and whatever this place was doing to him or whatever HE was doing to them was making them go insane, you shook your head opened up the bag you had carried with you and then placed the book inside, you looked at all the tally marks and then the desperate digging, trying to make a hole, you felt sad

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“...I’m sorry…” You apologized to the both of them, not that it’d make much of a difference, an apology couldn’t bring people back but then you began to realize, your friend had experienced those same symptoms or whatever, you had hoped and prayed even that your friend was alright, that they were still alive even as you picked up your camera and began heading out of the room, you were heading toward the stairs again “Psst!” A voice called out which made you freeze in place, your eyes wide, you felt that pit in your stomach get much worse as you stood there, unmoving.

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…You stayed like that for a few moments before a distorted sound echoed around you, it sounded like the voice was saying… Something but you just couldn’t make out what…

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You slowly began to turn around, hoping that maybe it was just your friend finally but no… It was much worse… The door all the way in the back was fully opened, and… …W-Wait… Was that door there before? You recalled back to what that guy was saying but there was surely no way that something like that could happen but then you noticed in the darkness surrounding the room, there were a pair of… Eyes? …You saw pupils at least so it must’ve been eyes, they were pink and yellow, whatever it was only stood there watching you, you felt your heart pounding, the both of you just standing there, completely still, not daring to move or even to speak, the silence was deafening, suffocating even.

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It stayed like this for the longest time, so many things running through your head before suddenly, a loud distorted chuckled echoed through the room and that’s when you ran down the stairs as fast as you could, you did drop your flashlight in the process but you didn’t dare look back as you just kept hearing that chuckle, it almost sounded as if it were repeating like a broken record but it was so loud and unsettling, you continued to run, it felt like these stairs were longer than before but it was surely just your imagination. Eventually you did make it to the end and looked around, you needed to find a way out of here and now, especially with the newfound impending threat of footsteps against hardwood floors.

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You looked around and were about to run for that telephone room, knowing there was an actual window in there but then you heard a scream from downstairs and you gasped, you called out your friend’s name as you ran down the stairs immediately, tearing open the door as you looked around using the camera’s night vision to help you see, you spotted your friend who was wrapped up in those weird green strings on the wall, they saw you and their eyes widened, they screamed out your name, tears pouring down their face, you ran over, setting your camera down and quickly began to try and tug at their strings, they were sobbing and crying and just calling out your name over and over again along with asking you to please help them.

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“Just hold on! Hold on…! I’ll get you free, I promise! I’m not leaving without you, I came here looking for you, and just… O-Oh my fucking god… Fuck…!” You felt sick as you looked at all the marks on them, the first noticeable thing as you managed to snap a few strings is that said strings had dug into their arms, it looked so painful but then you noticed the claw marks and it looks like they had even gotten bitten, they had some puncture wounds here and there “What the hell happened to you?!” They just continued to cry and shook their head. They didn’t seem to care about saying right now so you continued to snap strings until finally you got them down, you helped them down to the floor, they sobbed “Hey, hey! HEY! Look at me, look at me…!”

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You forced your friend to look at you “Listen, you’re gonna be okay…! I’m going to get you out, now, can you walk? Can you walk?” They shook their head “I-I can’t… P-Please… Please, I-I don’t… I don’t wanna die…! I-I don’t wanna be a puppet…!” They began to babble about puppets, strings, and then they said something about hearing a phone ringing “Hey hey hey… S-Shshshshhh! It’s okay, it’s okay, just… Hang on, just, block the noise out if you can, try to at least…! I’ll get you out” They shook their head “N-No no…! He’s going to get me…! He’s- He’s-”

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They began repeating that ‘he’s’ going to get them to which you tried to calm them down about, you took them gently by the shoulders and made them look you dead in the eyes “He’s NOT going to get you…! I don’t care who it is, if it’s one of those guys who might still be alive or if it’s that Spamton guy himself, NOBODY is getting you, now come ON!” You quickly ushered, helping them run with you, you took notice that there were now lights on which wasn’t good but you didn’t stick around and focus too much on that, the two of you quickly headed up the stairs, you were trying to console your friend who was still shaking and sobbing, they had also begun to mutter some weird things but you didn’t have time to focus on what they were saying.

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You glanced up the stairs, the place where you saw those pink and yellow eyes and shook your head, you quickly headed the other way with your friend in tow, you were running back to where you first entered however upon getting there your eyes widened, there… There was no front door, there was nothing…! It was just a dark void with a few chairs in front, it felt as if this was some kind of stage “God… Dammit! Okay, this way, there’s another way” Your friend shook their head “We-We… We’re never… go-gonna get… G-Get out of here…” You somewhat glared, not at them but at this place, that man really was right, this place changed and morphed around but this was no time to question your reality “We’re GETTING out of here, don’t worry… I-” You suddenly paused as you felt something dripping down onto you…

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You looked at your shoulder which was covered in something red now, you slowly looked up and then screamed which startled your friend who looked around before looking up and screaming with you, there, hanging from the ceiling, was another body… It was none other than Spam A hanging from the ceiling by strings, blood was dripping from somewhere on him but you didn’t have time to investigate that. You then ran with them toward the phone room. You then quickly kicked open the door to the phone room and took notice of the phone being off the hook, it was making an awful noise but no time for that, you and your friend gagged at the smell of death and rot but quickly pushed past it.

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You set your friend down momentarily “I need to open the window, just sit tight…” They didn’t seem comfortable but hell who would be after this? You didn’t even have any inkling of what they went through either! You then proceeded to start trying to pry the window open but it was no use, that window wouldn’t budge at all, after a few moments of desperately trying to pry you made a frustrated sound “Alright… That’s it, that is fucking IT!” You yelled to which your friend looked startled by, you apologized for that but then asked them if they could stand again to which they sucked in a deep breath and tried, this time they actually managed to stand albeit a bit wobbly “Good, now stand b a c k…” They looked confused but did as you told them and then you grabbed that damned phone.

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“This thing can go straight to hell…!” You then lifted it high above your head before chucking it as hard as you physically could through the window, the loud shattering of glass echoed through the building and then you both heard that chuckle again and that sent your friend into pure hysterics, they went into a panic but you quickly rushed over, you grabbed the chair and cleared any bits of jagged glass that was left behind and then you went over and grabbed your friend, shushing them and leading them to the window.

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You quickly helped them up, they scrambled, desperately trying to get out of the window, you had heard footsteps again, they weren’t super close but you could hear the shoes against the hardwood floors, you had quickened your pace even more now as did your friend who finally pushed themselves up and onto the ground and then they looked back and held out their hand “Give me your hand…!” They cried, you were about to but then your eyes widened in realization, they began calling out your name, asking what was wrong, and that there was no time, to give them your hand!

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“...M-My camera… I-I need to go back and get my camera!” They shook their head “Don’t! Don’t be fucking stupid! Come on! Forget the camera!” You shook your head “I need my camera! We need evidence! Because if we try to tell anyone about THIS? They’ll never believe us, just, look… Go, go and escape, I’ll be right behind you!” Your friend shook their head “N-No no…! I can’t leave you…! I-I don’t wanna leave w-without you…! PLEASE!”

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They begged, you could still hear the footsteps “There’s no time to argue…! Just g o…!” Your friend tried to retort but then they shook their head and hesitantly pulled their hand back “...I-If he catches you…” You quickly interjected “He won’t, I don’t care who this bastard is, he won’t get me so go ahead, I’ll catch up, I promise” Your friend was still completely hesitant.

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…But they did relent finally with a sigh and then they backed away “...Please be careful, g-get th… that… Camera… A-And… And… Get out of there” You nodded and then heard them beginning to run and you did the same, running back to the door, you stopped before running fully out of the room and just peeked outside, looking around for any signs of who might’ve been walking around but you saw no signs of anyone so you decided to quickly rush across the main room.

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Avoiding the blood that was dripping onto the ground and then running back to those stairs, it was halfway across the room last time but this time it felt like it took so much longer to get to them, once you got to the basement stairs, you wasted little time in rushing down them and sure enough you saw your camera right where you had left it.

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You went over and picked it up, looking over it and noticing that the battery was running a bit low now but you didn’t have time for that, you then turned around and began running back to the stairs but you stopped dead in your tracks before even daring to go up, eyes widening in horror at what you saw, standing atop the stairs, blocking your only exit, it was that…

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Weird puppet looking guy himself, he was grinning like usual but it didn’t look like he had much of a choice but to grin “LEAVING SO [S o o n]?” His loud voice echoed throughout the building, that was the exact same voice you heard from the live stream video only this time, you could hear it m u c h clearer.

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You glared up at him which only caused him to chuckle “You… Fucking bastard… You kidnapped those people, did god knows what to them, fucking MURDERED them…! And then you… You did the same to my f r i e n d…!” You spat at him but he hummed, amusement clear in his voice as he spoke

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“I NEEDED SOME [Bodies] TO SELL THESE PRODUCTS! THEY DON’T JUST SELL THEMSELVES YA KNOW! AND THEY WERE THE PERFECT [[P u p p e t s]] TO DO SO, NOT ONLY THAT OF COURSE BUT ALSO TO GET THE [Feds] OFF MY BACK AS WELL! …OR SO I [[T h o u g h t]]... HE TRIED TO [Tell the World]! TRIED TO RAT ME OUT’

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You shook your head, your nose wrinkling in disgust “You… You’re sick, you are really fucking sick in the head…! But I’m not scared of you”

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Spamton seemed to perk up at that “OH? IS THAT A [F a c t  or  F i c t i o n]? His voice glitched out at that last bit, his tone dropping, he sounded rather sinister and you wouldn’t be lying if it hadn’t made you a little nervous but you didn’t want to let that show, it did however make you wince because how much it echoed and how loud he was “Yeah, that’s a fact…! You aren’t scary, I mean just… Look at you, listen at how you sound…!” Spamton cackled, his laugh glitching out, loud static crackling through the air.

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“WELL… THAT’S NOT HOW YOUR [F r i e n d] FELT ABOUT [Lil ol’ me]~!” You glared and began stomping up those stairs “You…!” The other tsk’d “AH AH AH! MY [New Puppet]! TAKE ANOTHER STEP AND YOUR [Friend] WILL [D i e]...”

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You laughed at that to which he seemed confused by “Psh! Yeah right! My friend escaped! I got them out of here and away from you… Whatever you are” There was a pause momentarily before he burst out laughing, almost falling over in the process and now it was your turn to be confused “YOU REALLY THINK SO? YA KNOW WHAT… COME WITH ME AND SEE FOR YOURSELF! YOU WON’T [Believe your e y e s]!” You scoffed “Yeah right, like I’d ever come with you, now get out of my way-” And suddenly, you felt lightheaded… “Wh-What the f-fuck…? Wh-What’s happening…?! U-Ugh… M-My head…”

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He laughed at you “DO YOU [R e a l l y] THINK YOU’RE THE ONE IN [C o n t r o l] HERE? THAT YOU’RE THE ONE CALLIN’ THE [S h o t s] LOOK AT THIS [Place of Residence] AND TELL ME… DOES ANYTHING ABOUT IT SEEM [Normal] TO YOU?”

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You looked around slightly, moving your eyes rather than your body and then you began to notice… The room felt like it was shifting, the walls looked like they were swirling, it made you feel sick to your stomach along with the increasing pain in your head “THIS [Place of Residence] BENDS TO MY [Every will]! [[T h i s  i s  M Y  D o m a i n…]] I AM THE [[G O D]] HERE!” You could hear the crackling in his voice, and then the faintest sound of him grinding his teeth, he was slowly walking down the stairs but you couldn’t run, it felt like you couldn’t move even if you wanted to 

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“I [Pull The Strings] AND [Make them ring] HERE! I CALL THE [SHOTS] AROUND HERE! I’M NOT THE [P u p p e t] ANYMORE… [[Y o u  A r e. . .]] And then, your vision began to blur, you couldn’t see anything but you could feel something happening to your body, you tried to struggle against it but it was no use, you couldn’t move at all.

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. . . And then… Before you knew it, it was like you blacked out or something… It didn’t last long as you then gasped as your vision cleared up, you tried to look around but you noticed that you couldn’t move your head no matter how hard you tried, in fact you felt something attached to yourself, you looked down using your eyes and saw strings attached to you, your eyes widened with fear, you looked around with them once more before noticing you were back at the main stage but that was the least of your worries as you saw your friend, they had strings tied to their arms, legs, and even their neck, you tried to scream their name but you couldn’t even speak.

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Their head was limp, in fact their whole body was limp… You continued trying to scream their name but it was no use, no matter what or how much you tried to scream, nothing came out… Your voice just wasn’t there, you heard a cackle and slightly looked over to the podium where you saw Spamton standing, his shoulders just resting on said podium, head resting atop his hands “DO YOU SEE [The Truth]? I AM NO LONGER THE [P u p p e t] ANYMORE! YOU TWO ARE [M Y  P u p p e t s] NOW!” You glared at him, wanting to tell him that no matter what, you and your friend weren’t his goddamn puppets, you would never do what he wanted but this made him cock his head to the side.

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Amusement is still ever so evident in his tone “OH? YOU DON’T WANT TO DO [What I say goes]? WELL [Aw, Too Bad!] CAUSE YA AIN’T GOT A [C h o i c e]! YOU’RE [C h o i c e s] DON’T MATTER IN THIS WORLD! IN FACT…” He trailed off as shifted positions, his head no longer resting atop his hands but in fact he held one of his arms up in the air and suddenly your arm began raising and no matter how hard you tried to fight to put it down it just kept raising further and further up until it was at a painful angle and despite not being able to voice your pain, it was evident in your expression and this got a laugh out of him, he lowered his arm and then thankfully yours lowered too but then he held both of his arms up, not to the point where it’d cause you pain but just enough to prove his point.

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You glared over at him but there were definitely tears falling from your eyes, he got off his podium and walked over to you, getting way too close for your comfort, he might’ve been smaller than you and your friend but that didn’t make this situation any less terrifying “CRYING ALREADY? WOW… YOU ARE MUCH [W e a k e r] THAN YOUR FRIEND! IT TOOK [S o  L o n g] TO BREAK THEM… AND YET I SEE NOW… I SEE THEY STILL WEREN’T FULLY [B r o k e n] SO I MUST GIVE [Credit where Credit is due!] YOU HELPED YOUR OL’ PAL SPAMTON SEE THAT!” And then he paused, glaring over at your friend, he flexed a finger and suddenly their head was raised, they seemed dazed before realizing who was in front of them, their eyes widened and they began sobbing fully, you could visibly see just how much the sobs shook their body.

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Spamton took a step toward them and their cries and sobs just got worse and he did something else with his hand and now they were actually moving, they were thrashing around, trying desperately to get out of their strings but those were bound much too tightly to even think about trying to break them. They thrashed about like an animal trapped in a cage, it seems they were only making the pain worse for themselves though as the more they struggled the tighter the strings got until they were digging into their skin, he took slow steps, dragging this out way more than it needed to be, he was just doing it for his own sick and twisted amusement.

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You tried screaming out for him to get away from them but again, you couldn't, you had no voice, the only way you’d have a voice is if he LET you have it again… But that didn’t seem to be one of his priorities at the moment as he finally stopped in front of your friend, he motioned his hand down and your friend suddenly began kneeling down to the ground, they tried desperately to stop themselves from doing so, trying to get free “P-Please…!” They suddenly shouted, they had been sobbing so he must’ve been letting them speak, the sick fuck.

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“Pl… Please… Please le-let me go… D-Don’t… Don’t hur-” Before they could even continue, he began slowly lifting his hand, raising it up to the sky “MAY THE HYMN OF THE [A n g e l s] SING THEE TO THY [R e s t]!”

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He laughed and you saw your friend slowly being raised up into the air, at first you were confused but then you heard them start to gag and choke, they were struggling and crying, desperately trying to speak but it was no use now, they were practically being hung at this point, none of the other strings supporting their body, what’s worse is the struggling wasn’t helping matters any on their part but what else could they do? You tried desperately to break free from your own strings.

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You tried to scream, to say something, ANYTHING! You were looking at your friend who was desperately trying to take in a breath but they couldn’t, you needed to think of something and fast…! You thought back to just a few moments before, it seemed as though he could somehow hear your thoughts, he was somehow in your head… You quickly thought of the words you wanted to say right now.

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“L-Let’s make a deal… Please…! Please, please, PLEASE!’ You cried out in your mind and it seemed to catch his attention as his gaze snapped over to you, the strings on your friend’s body suddenly supporting their body, they wheezed and gasped, sucking in as much air as they could which did cause them to cough and splutter some more but they were just so desperate to catch a breath.

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Suddenly Spamton was walking over to you, your friend still high in the air and still very much in danger, you glared down at him somewhat but he didn’t seem to mind “A [Deal or No Deal]? WELL… NOW YOU’RE SPEAKING MY [Languages]! ALRIGHT, I’LL [Hear ya out]! S P E A K…” And you tried to speak, just testing if you could and you made a sound which you were oh so thankful for, you took a deep breath.

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“O-Okay… I-I um… L-Look, I… I’ll do… I’ll do what you want… I’ll do anything y-you want, I-I’ll G I V E you anything y-you want! Jus… Just please… P l e a s e… L-Let my friend go, let… Let them go, they don’t deserve this” There was a pause, an eerie silence became present for the longest time before he began laughing and waving his hand around which caused your friend to go back and forth and left to right which concerned you, they looked sick and sure enough they vomited right onto the main stage.

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“THAT’S YOUR [D e a l]? HOW… [[P a t h e t i c]]! YOU SHOULD LEAVE THE DEALMAKING TO YOURS TRULY~! TELL ME… WHY WOULD I LET YOUR FRIEND GET THEIR [F r e e d o m] WHEN I GOT A 2-FOR-1 [Specil Deal] ALREADY, HUH?! TWO [Puppets] OF MY VERY OWN TO [C o n t r o l]!” You felt the tears begin to fully run down your face and you sobbed, you just wanted your friend to go free, to be able escape this hellhole at the very least.

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“P l e a s e, wh-what else do you want…? T-There’s gotta be s o m e t h i n g, just… P-Please let them go…!” Spamton hummed slightly, he seemed to actually be giving it thought and this made you feel somewhat hopeful, you looked back to your friend who was just looking down, tears piling onto the vomit they had just spat up a moment ago, they were shaking, completely terrified and you wouldn’t be lying if you said you weren’t terrified too, if you hadn’t been scared before, you damn sure were now...

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“...NOPE, NO [Deal]! YOU TWO ARE [M i n e]! I’M GOING TO [K e e p] YOU HERE… [C o n t r o l Y o u]... WE’RE GONNA DO S O MANY [G r e a t] THINGS TOGETHER… WELL… UNTIL I [B r e a k] YOU TWO ANYWAYS… OR IF I GET [S o  B o r e d] OF THE BOTH OF YA! WE’LL [Tune In] TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS [E v e n t u a l l y]~!” He began just cackling now.

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And just like that all hope was drained from you right then and there, it seemed your friend was already beginning to give up hope as well, but they had been there longer than you, they had been tortured for who knows how long, and you knew he was going to do the same to you as well, until you two broke or until he gets bored, and then you had no idea what that’d entail, you could only assume the worst possible outcome if he breaks the two of you or gets bored of you both… Neither of you were going to get out of here… You were going to be forced to do what he wants, maybe just like the last two or even worse than that.

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You took notice of your friend’s head going limp and for a moment you worried but Spamton quickly spoke up “[R e s t] UP NOW YOU TWO [2]... WE’VE GOT SO SO SO SO SO” He began glitching out, repeating ‘so’ a few times over before finally continuing on “SO MUCH [Get to work] TO DO… BUT ON THE [Bright Side of Things] WE’VE GOT S O LONG… [So v e r y  v e r y long…] TO SPEND TOGETHER IN… [[H E A V E N]]...” You scoffed at that, heaven? …Maybe it was heaven for him but it was going to be hell for the both of you, you knew that much…

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Either way you looked at this situation, you two were going to end up just like the last, on missing posters, being driven insane, being tortured, hell who knows what all he wanted to do with the both of you... You remembered all that one guy had written in his journal, he was going absolutely crazy in this place, having nightmares, hearing voices, hearing that damned phone, this place... Just... None of this felt real, you barely had the time to question your reality as your vision was beginning to blur, the only thing you did know is that you and your friend were going to be his new puppets.

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Just puppets for his amusement, nothing more and nothing less it seemed, because he didn’t seem to have any goals in mind or anything more he wanted or maybe he just wasn’t telling you because what’s it to you? Either way… Your choices… Don’t matter… Not anymore.

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hjfgdkfgjds I challenged myself hard with this one y’all- lmao,, okay so- the trope I talked about hating is the whole going back to get an item you left behind/forgot about, I fucking HATE that shit so much but I wanted to add at LEAST one of those things and I decided it’d be funny if I added the one I truly despise so that,, uh happened I mean... Even if ya hadn’t went back to get your camera, do ya think it’d make a difference? ...I’ll let YOU decide that one :)

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Another thing that woulda really changed this story drastically- I wanted to add a reference in here so badly, it’d be a reference to nightmare on elm street, I think it was... Dream Warriors? (If I’m mistaken feel free to correct me) but there’s a scene where one of the characters is basically used as a puppet ...Only uh, without the actual strings and more so a use of tendons but I cut that out to go with well... This weird ass lil ending

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And the funniest bit is, the next two stories involving this creepy ass motherfucker is literally going to be cute n fluffy <3 so enjoy the horror, peep the horror if you will =)