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The Answer Man is an urban legend about a game that is played by kids in Japan. They say the game can invoke an evil spirit that will answer any question given to it.
- Ten people who each own a cell phoneStep 1: Gather ten people in a loose circle. Each person must have the cell phone number of the person to their left.Step 2: On the count of three, each person presses the call button to contact the person on their leftStep 3: Everyone puts their phone to their ear and listens
Because everyone is calling each other at the same time, all of the phones should be busy and nobody should receive an answer.However, one person will find that their call is mysteriously answered and they will hear a voice on the other end of the line.This is the Answer Man.When you are on the phone with the Answer Man, you can ask him anything. He will answer whatever questions you choose to ask him. However, after he gives you your answer, he will have a question for you. They say that if you answer his questions incorrectly or are unable to give an answer, a large gnarled hand will appear from the phone and tear off a piece of your body.
I also like that he is reaching for the poor kid’s crotch. Extra level of horror.
In June of 1972, a woman appeared in Cedar Senai hospital in nothing but a white gown covered in blood. Now this in itself should not be too surprising as people often have accidents nearby and come to the nearest hospital for medical attention. But there were two things that caused people who saw her to vomit and flee in terror.
The first, being that she wasn’t exactly human. She resembled something close to a mannequin, but had the dexterity and fluidity of a normal human being. Her face, was as flawless as a mannequins, devoid of eyebrows and smeared in make-up. That’s the other reason people were throwing up or fleeing in terror.
She had a kitten clenched in between her teeth, her jaws clamped so unnaturally tightly around it to the point where no teeth could be seen, the blood was still squirting out over her gown and onto the floor. She then pulled it out of her mouth, tossed it aside and collapsed.
From the moment she stepped through the entrance to when she was taken to a hospital room and cleaned up before being prepped for sedation, she was completely calm, expressionless and motionless. The doctors had thought it best to restrain her until the authorities could arrive and she did not protest. They were unable to get any kind of response from her and most staff members felt too uncomfortable to look directly at her for more than a few seconds.
But the second the staff tried to sedate her, she fought back with extreme force. Two members of staff holding her down as her body rose up on the bed with that same, blank expression.
She turned her emotionless eyes towards the male doctor and did something unusual. She smiled.
As she did, the female doctor screamed and let go out of shock. In the womans mouth were not human teeth, but long, sharp spikes. Too long for her mouth to close fully without causing any damage…
The male doctor stared back at her for a moment before asking “What in the hell are you?”
She cracked her neck down to her shoulder to observe him, still smiling.
There was a long pause, the security had been alerted and could be heard coming down the hallway.
As he heard them, she darted forward, sinking her teeth into the front of his throat, ripping out his jugular & letting him fall to the floor, gasping for air as he choked on his own blood.
She stood up and leaned over him, her face coming dangerously close to his as the life faded from his eyes.
She leaned closer and whispered in his ear.
The doctors eyes filled with fear as he watched her calmly walk away to greet the security men. His last ever sight would be watching her feast on them one by one.
The female doctor who survived the incident named her “The Expressionless”.
There was never a sighting of her again.
AAFS awards dinners are sweet
hurts on saturdays
sleeps on mondays
doesn’t have a hole to dig
doesn’t have a reason to cry, but does
hates the moon
hates the sun
half of its face is as malleable as clay
six feet on either end of its body
four brothers, no sister anymore
tired of feeling like a thief
tired of waiting for a bus that doesn’t come
donates to charity when asked
hits head against the wall when frustrated
7 toes on one foot but none on the other
lacking a belly button
didn’t have a mother
estranged from father
comes with a rare disease
forceful in nature
throws away the morning paper
combs hair with a rake
feeds on selfishness
hates that blood has to be red
would’ve preferred blue
forgets the future every now and again
threw away an important document
wrote a paper on animal psychology
left shoe doesn’t fit right
hates tight pants on a pretty girl
wears a watch at all times
20 known scars on the body
5 from the neighborhood strays
1 from going to church on a tuesdays
7 from his own devices
right shoe doesn’t fit right
holes all over his skin
often mistaken for a pair of leather britches
doesn’t care about politics
got sick once from eating an orange
forgets his own name but only when it doesn’t matter
has rubber springs for knees
chews food but doesn’t swallow
screams when touched
watches himself when he isn’t looking
killed a deer once
never occurred to him he could do it again
sees himself when he reads a Bible
doesn’t take kindly to children
hides under the bed at night
forced himself to breathe alone
never heard of him since
takes after his son
too bad he jumped