#nukestop5

He took a break for dramatic effect as he pulled up the video you'd sent to him.

"  She even has had a few of her underwear and bras disappear, enough for her to notice. Thinking maybe it was her creepy landlord, she decided to set up a hidden camera, and what I'm about to show you next is— downright chilling." 

"After she locks her windows and tugs on it for reassurance, she hops into bed and falls right to sleep. A couple of hours later, the camera cuts to black, and when it comes back, someone or— something is now standing in the corner of her room. The shadowy figures seem to almost be...  floating off the ground?  Though its feet don't touch the ground, it still towers over her even from the corner of the room. You can't make out any features except maybe his eyes, which glow in the dark. " 

"And if that wasn't scary enough, she suddenly wakes up as if she knew someone was in the room with her." 

"You see her eyes dart back and forth in almost a panic, her body unable to move, so she just lies there defying her instinct to run. The shadow of a man then moves closer to her, once standing in front of her, it seems as if he's almost talking to her." 

"Now I've enhanced the sound and focused in, I'm going to play it again and you tell me what you think. It sounds as if the voice is almost whispering, calm down” Nuke's voice deepens as he spoke, then he processed to play the clip of the shadow talking. 

"Calm down."

"Calm down."

Nukes then plays the sound again and again, each time sending chills down your spine and covering you in goosebumps. 

"After that, the camera messes up once again, and then he's gone. Now I don't know about this one guys, is it a sleep paralysis demon come to life or is it an all elaborate hoax you decide." 

The video fades into background noise as you turn to see your friends' shocked faces. 

"You're playing with us, right?" Your friend Josh asked in disbelief

You just shook your head no, giving them a tight smile, as your friend Josh and your other friend Lily start to ask you a million questions all at once, most of them you just shook your head no, or gave unintentional vague answers. 

You didn't mean to, but you really didn't have the answers.

"Do you know what it is?" 

"What did it sound like?"

"What did he look like?"

"Was he hot?"

"Were you scared?" 

That last question piqued your interest. People were always curious about what it was or if someone had died here, but no one ever asked if you were scared, as if it was a given. Something strange and unknown enters your house, you should be scared, right?

And yeah you're slightly scared but, not really because of the being itself, whenever you see it you strangely get this calming feeling, the same kind of feeling you had when you had drowned in the lake when you were younger. 

The same feeling that came after you accepted death and stopped fighting.

The feeling you get when you finally let the water comfort you. 

You weren't scared of seeing him as much as you were scared of what he made you see when you had seen him, you relived things from your past that were scarier than almost dying. 

Instead of trying to explain something you didn't even understand, a feeling you couldn’t quite grasp, you just simply nodded ‘yes’ back at her question.

 You had spent over an hour answering all the questions they asked until they left. 

You held the door open as you saw them off, you waved towards them as they walked further away from you.

"Call if anything scary happens," Lil yelled towards you from down the hall.

"Yeah, call us or maybe uh, ghostbuster," Josh joined in jokingly. 

"Better yet, Ed and Lorraine Warren," Lilly added on. 

You gave them back a tired smile, shutting the door as they turned the corner.

People are skeptical and don't believe in 

things they can't see with their own eyes, but still, it would be nice to have someone believe you.

You decided to head to bed, seeing as you had to get up early tomorrow. 

You do your nightly routine mindlessly as you get ready for bed, you brush your teeth, take a shower, and  fix your lunch all while on autopilot. Your mind isn't racing , it's just thinking about the same thing, the same person over and over again. 

You question what it might be, what it wants with you, how it can make you see the scariest moment of your life, but somehow at the same time make you feel at peace. 

You walk into your room ready to go to bed, you pass your computer on the way to your bed, and you stop, staring at it for a second, then quickly decide to grab it. 

Hopping into bed, you crack open the laptop and go to Nuke's most recent video, which was about you, to read the comments. 

The whole reason you shared the video with Nukes was to feel validated. You showed the videos to all your friends and your sister, and most of them thought you had made a whole movie; some even said it was just a camera glitch. 

As if they refused to believe in anything they couldn't explain with logic. 

You scroll through the comments and read them, 

"Come on, this is clearly fake, the convent glitches when it appears and disappears, are you serious?"

"Is this from a movie? This is well edited, it looks so good my grandma would believe it."

"Wow, AI is scary, y'all, it's getting too good."

You brought your hand up to your chest, rubbing away the pain that had started to appear. 

No one believed you, no one believed in what you saw, they think you're lying and that you faked it.  

You kept scrolling, hoping to find one person, one comment that believed you. 

Still, each page you read was just full of people who called you a liar, saying you faked it and talked about how out of control AI was getting. 

That was until you saw a comment from someone named 'methchicken' who said, "It looks real to me. It looks like maybe he just wants to be her friend." 

This had taken you aback a bit. Out of all the comments, you were hoping to find something like this, but you didn't expect someone to say something so unexpected. 

You were looking for someone to agree that it was creepy and discuss how they would be totally freaked out. 

Instead, you found a comment that made you rethink your entire interaction with the thing. 

You thought back to how it looked at you, how it reached out to you, and how it cared that you were freaking out. 

You clicked on the person's profile in hopes of gaining a better understanding of who they are or what they might believe in, so that you're not listening to the words of a crazy person. 

You click on the account and find it completely empty, which isn't abnormal, you've had your YouTube account since you were a kid and have never posted a video. 

But this account has only commented once, and it's on the nukes post, which again isn't that weird. 

Still, it is weird how the account was made less than a day ago, just a few hours after the nukes video was posted. 

This is too much. 

You slam your computer shut and get up to do your nightly check, a task you didn’t used to do but have now gotten into the habit of doing since your uninvited visitor came to visit. 

You go around your house, double-checking to make sure all the windows and doors are closed and locked. Then, you come into your room, closing your bedroom door behind you, locking it. 

You then make your way towards your window, close it, and lock it. 

You stand there staring out the window looking towards the sky, trying to see if you can see anything, double-checking every dark cloud you see, thinking maybe it's him. 

But, everything you think is him for even a second is soon shot down. Once you don't see those glowing eyes staring back at you.

You don't even know why you're looking for him, you guess it's the curious part of you, but no one's this damn curious, right? 

Like no one in their right mind would be looking for something that appeared in their room in the middle of the night just as quickly as it disappeared. 

Maybe you're not right in the head. 

You clearly aren't.

Because your next action, you couldn't even explain to yourself why you did it, let alone to anyone else.

You reached up and unlocked the window doors. You stood there for a moment, contemplating, trying to let reason be louder than the curiosity in you. 

It wasn't. 

You then push the doors wide open, and the cold air comes rushing in, causing your curtains to blow around in the wind. 

You let out the breath you were holding as you turned back towards your bed and climbed back into it. 

You sit there waiting for something to happen, for someone to appear. 

—

You don't know how long you've been sitting there, but you glance down at your clock next to your bed and see 1:11 am glowing on the screen. 

You have to get up at 5 for work. 

You decided to lie down and go to sleep, figuring that if anything was going to happen, it would have already. 

As soon as your head hits the pillow, you fall asleep exhausted from staying up so late into the night. 

Soon after you close your eyes, they pop open slightly, frightened by the sound of your alarm going off. 

You get up slowly, not really wanting to work, as you never do, but especially not after getting less than 4 hours of sleep. 

You pull your legs over to the edge of your bed, slipping on your slipper as you stand up, stretching. 

You walk over to your dresser to grab some clothes, getting ready for a shower. As you start towards your bedroom door to head to the bathroom, you realize something. 

You whip around and run up to your window, confused and creeped out by what you see. 

It's closed and locked, the window that you had left open last night is now closed and locked. 

You open the window and glance around as if you would see something, but with the sun rising and the time of night he appears, you highly doubt it. 

You're about to walk away when you see some kind of black powder substance on the edge of the window covering the brick. 

Your hand reached out and picked some up rubbing the power between your fingers. 

Your friend was there last night; he came and left, making sure to close the window as he went. 

You walk back to your bathroom to start getting ready for work. 

Your mind wanders constantly as you go through the day. 

You continuously made mistakes at work, having to redo basic tasks over and over again because you just can't get this thing off your mind. 

You're unsure how to feel about it. You want to say, "Now I know it won't hurt you," but what does it want? Why you?

You're as scared as you're intrigued; you want it to stay far away from you as much as you want it to come closer.

You're conflicted, but at the same time, you know exactly what you want; you're just too scared to say it out loud, even if no one's there but you. 

Either way, despite going back and forth with yourself all day about what this means, what it might want, what you want, still, before you hop into bed that night, you kept your windows wide open, a sort of indentation, to your friend. 

Night after night, you kept your windows open, staying awake, waiting for it to appear, only to fall asleep at some point in the night and awaken to find your windows closed and locked. 

You kept missing it night after night. 

You had begun to wonder if what you saw was real, but you knew it was because how else would your window be closed and locked up? 

You just wanted to see it, a glimpse of anything to prove to yourself that it existed. 

You're not even sure what you would do if you saw it, you honestly would lose it, but still you just wanted to see it. 

You were getting desperate at this point; you had been losing so much sleep over trying to see this thing that people around you started to grow worried. Your sister called, but you didn't answer. 

Your friend tried to come over, but you always pretended that you weren't home. Your boss yelled at you every other day because your work was getting sloppy and remained unfinished or late. 

You had spent weeks leaving your window open, waiting, hoping for him to appear, anything that you could hold onto. 

You decided that tonight would be the last night, the last night that you open your window and wait for him, the last night you push your body past exhaustion, in hopes that you might see him. 

Like every night, after you get ready for bed, you go into your room and open the windows wide, sending your usual invitation, but this time, instead of just opening them and heading to bed to wait, 

you send out a prayer. 

You get down on your knees and fold your hands together, staring into the sky for a second before closing your eyes.

"If you're out there, please, please show yourself." 

 No, that didn't feel right, those words didn't feel right, so you try again, 

"If you're out there, please come to me." 

"Come to me," You whispered.

You get up off the floor feeling slightly crazy, but nevertheless, you slip into bed and like always, you fall right to sleep before he 

comes. 

Right? 

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"A couple of weeks ago, I showed you all a video a nukes watcher had sent in, you've all been asking for an update, and I haven't had one till now." Nuke started off but not like usual this new video was nothing but usual. 

"Now this video is as creepy as the last, if not creepier. I'm actually going to put a warning on this video because it's just that creepy. So if you decide to continue, just know that this video I'm about to show you will be downright terrifying." 

"What's most interesting about this video is that it wasn't sent in by the viewer but her sister in hopes that if enough people saw it and brought attention to it, some sense can be made." 

Nuke then pauses as he pulls the video up on the screen. 

"Now again, this nukes Top 5 viewer had kept the camera up in hopes to catch something more, some more proof to prove to all the doubters. But unlike last time, we see her open her window?” Nuke said in disbelief as if he couldn’t believe what was seeing. 

“ Last time we saw her, she closed and locked her window, even double-checking it out of fear of what might be waiting for her on the other side. But this time she opens it wide and even gets down to say a prayer?”

"Maybe it's a prayer to ward off evil spirits, but still it's a little— suspicious." 

"Nevertheless,  she then proceeded to go to bed, time flys, and nothing happened, but then —" 

"Did you see it?"

"Neither did I, but she did, or she heard something, because from the dead of sleep, her eyes popped open almost as if she'd been startled.”

“She must've heard something, because soon after, she began to wake up, and this time, she was able to move. Hesitantly, she pulls the blanket off her body and swings her legs off the bed. Her feet press to the ground, and she just sits there. Almost as if she were unsure if she should move. In a hasty decision, she quickly pushes herself up off the bed and turns to face the window."

"Slowly she starts to walk towards the window, carefully placing one foot in front of the other, tiptoeing almost as if she is afraid that she will wake something up or bring attention to herself. She reaches the window and carefully begins to close the doors. Just as she closes the doors back and is about to lock, the doors swing open violently, and she is sent back flying across the room, landing on her back." 

"Hearing all the commotion, her cat comes running in but stops in its tracks as if she sees someone or something she’s afraid of.

Thinking quickly, she gets off the floor and reaches for what looks like pepper spray. She points it at the intruder and seems to be yelling at him to get back. Now it's unclear what exactly  is being said because all the audio for the video up to this point is just static." 

"What happens next will make your blood run cold."

"Suddenly, a shadowy figure slowly moves into the room, its feet never touching the ground as it seems to float across the floor. From the looks of it, it appears to be the same figure seen in her previous video. It has a human-like figure, but it's hard to tell because the lighting is so dim. But it seems to have those same glowing eyes as before."

"The figure then seems to reach out to her and at the same time the mace flies out of her hand,  she turns towards the door deciding to just get the hell out of there when suddenly her bedroom door slams shut." 

"Terrified and unsure what to do, she just stands there, tears falling down her face as she backs up away from the figure holding her hands out as her only defense. Her footsteps come to a stop when her back hits the wall. Unsure of what to do and feeling defeated, she slides down the wall, attempting to make herself small and curl into a ball. " 

"The shadowy figure then proceeds to move closer to her till he is right up on her, he then puts his hand underneath her chin, which she had tucked into her knees, and pulls her head up to look at him. " 

"Now this whole time we're unable to hear anything said because the audio is just so staticy that is until this part where it clears it for a second and what's said next even gives me chills." Nuke voice shook as he spoke 

"Now I've enhanced the audio just a bit so it could be easier to understand, but it seems as if the shadow whispers to her in a gurgled voice, “calm down, come to me" 

"Calm down, come to me."

"Clam down, come to me." 

“Then he just backs away, floating back to the window, and he just waits there. Now I've sped up the video because she spends over an hour sitting on the floor. The entity stays at the window, neither one moving. Still, both of them seem to be looking at each other, and she seems to be moving her mouth many times, almost as if she's talking to it. Now, because the figure is too dark to make out any features, and because we don't have any audio, it's hard to tell if they were actually having a conversation  , but it does seem that way." Nuke spoke as if he was trying to convince people of his point of view. 

“Then after an hour of talking, she suddenly gets up and walks to the entity, stopping just before the window. She stands there, almost as if contemplating, then nods her head slowly, as if she is saying yes to whatever has been said. The entity then reaches his hand out towards her and, she does the same, her hand hovers above his for only a second before she connects them." 

"In the blink of an eye, she disappears, leaving only the shadow of where she once stood. The shadowy figure still seems to be there, hovering over the floor. Then, just as suddenly, Poof, her cat disappears from her bed, leaving a dark cast over where it once sat. “

"Then, as if the shadowy figure has got what he came for, he slowly backs out the window, and as he does, the doors close behind him, even somehow locking the window back, and just like that, he too disappears." 

"Now this is the weirdest thing I've seen in a while, I'm not too sure if I believe, but I'm not too sure that I don't. However, whether I believe this video is true or not isn't important, because she is still missing. Her sister sent me this video in the hope that she might see it and come home, or that someone might have seen her. So if you have any information about her or what the thing might be, please call 9-1-1." 

"I still have to ask, though, is this all an elaborate hoax, or did something really take her sister and her sister's cat in the middle of the night, leaving only their shadow from where they once stood?

If not,