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Nightfall Crypt
  • 5/5/2025
When a black dog crosses your path once, it’s an omen of joy. Twice, sorrow. But three times? That’s when death follows. On the quiet morning of April 4th, 2025, a routine awakening turns into a descent into folklore, fear, and fate. Is it just a coincidence—or something far older watching from the shadows?

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00:00It starts like many stories do, not with horror, but with folklore.
00:05They say the black dog is more than an omen, it's a harbinger, a shadow that doesn't quite belong
00:11to the living world. You'll read it in old English legends, whispered in rural villages,
00:17and animated into modern urban myths. See it once, and your luck is about to change.
00:24Joy. See it twice, and sorrow looms. But see it three times, and death has chosen you.
00:33We brush off such tales as superstition, stories for campfires and YouTube clicks.
00:40But on April 4th, 2025, I realized some stories. Our warnings.
00:48Have you ever felt unseen eyes watching you in the dark?
00:52Welcome to Nightfall Crypt, where shadows whisper, the unknown lingers, and every story is waiting
01:00for you to listen, if you dare.
01:04It was about 6am when it happened. I wasn't fully awake yet, just lying in bed halfway between dreams
01:11and consciousness. The barking is what pulled me back to reality. Not just alert barking, but frantic,
01:19angry, almost terrified howls from my dogs. I staggered to the window, still rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
01:28The sky outside was the color of bruised steel, tinged with the early light of spring. Then I saw it.
01:35It wasn't one of mine. A large black dog sprinted across the sidewalk and vanished behind my neighbor's
01:44hedge. It moved strangely. Fast, sure, but almost too smooth. Like it wasn't bound by the same gravity
01:53we are. No collar, no tags, just a void of fur. I remembered something I'd heard before. A scary
02:03story video, maybe. I couldn't recall the source, just the message. See it once, and joy follows.
02:12See it twice, sorrow is near. See it three times, and death walks beside you. Goosebumps trailed down
02:21my arms despite the warm sheets. It was silly, I told myself. Just a legend. Just a dog. But the
02:30barking didn't stop that day. Not really. That evening, I thought I saw it again. I was taking the
02:38trash out when I caught a glimpse of something black and hunched at the end of the block, staring.
02:44I blinked, and it was gone. My heart pounded like I had sprinted a mile.
02:49Second sighting. Sorrow. I didn't feel sorrowful, but maybe that wasn't the point. Maybe it was a countdown.
02:59The next day, my sister called. Our uncle had passed unexpectedly in the night.
03:05He'd been sick, but not terminal. The news hit like a truck. I didn't want to believe it.
03:12I couldn't connect the dots. But somewhere in the back of my mind, the pieces were lining up like
03:18tombstones. One more sighting, I thought. Just one more. The third sighting came not long after.
03:27I didn't even see it at first. I heard it. Heavy breathing behind me while I watched a show late
03:33at night. I turned slowly. Behind the couch, pressed against the glass, was that same black figure.
03:42Not a stray. Not even a dog. It had eyes that seemed too human. And it didn't blink. I screamed.
03:50Lights flipped on. But it was gone. No paw prints. No broken gate. Nothing.
03:59From that night on, I could feel it around. Not just outside, inside. I started dreaming of it.
04:06Waking up at 3.33am with the sensation of fur brushing my foot, of a weight sitting on my chest.
04:14My dogs wouldn't enter my room anymore. One week after the first sighting, on the same exact day,
04:23April 4, I collapsed at work. Doctors couldn't find anything wrong. No stroke. No heart issue. Just
04:32unconsciousness. I was fine afterward. Or, that's what they said. But I knew better. The third time isn't
04:41about seeing it again. It's about what it takes with it. Now, I sleep with the light on. I check
04:49every shadow. I whisper apologies to something I don't understand. And I count the nights I've lived
04:56since then. Because I don't think the dog is done with me yet. I sometimes wonder if the omen wasn't
05:04even meant for me. What if I just saw it too? What if it's still waiting? Not for me, but for someone
05:12else who's watching this. Tell me. Have you seen it too? Once? Twice? Three times?
05:22And so, the shadows stretch further, and the mystery only deepens. But this is far from the end.
05:30It's merely the beginning. What lingers beyond the door? Who is whispering your name? And what
05:37is that shifting in the corner of your eye? The answers await in the next chapter of these
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05:51secrets are endless, and the darkness never sleeps. Until next time, stay in the light if you can.