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Nightfall Crypt
  • 5/12/2025
While walking through Healey Nab with her two dogs, a woman uncovers something unnatural—a mechanical bird call, a shattered light, and a feeling of being watched. When she reports it, no one believes her. But something followed her home. Inspired by a true story, this chilling tale will leave you questioning the line between technology and the supernatural.

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Transcript
00:00I've always found peace in the woods, until two days ago.
00:05My dogs, Maxwell and Coco, love our walks through Healy Nabb.
00:10It's quiet, scenic, full of birdsong.
00:13But now, I can't stop replaying that moment when something broke the natural order.
00:19And I realized something was trying to get my attention.
00:24Have you ever felt unseen eyes watching you in the dark?
00:29Welcome to Nightfall Crypt, where shadows whisper, the unknown lingers,
00:35and every story is waiting for you to listen, if you dare.
00:40It began with birdsong, louder than usual, too rhythmic.
00:45At first, I didn't think much of it.
00:49Maybe nesting season, I figured.
00:52But then came the mechanical caw.
00:55Metallic, hollow.
00:56I stopped mid-step, trying to pinpoint it.
01:00My dogs perked up, ears twitching.
01:02We approached the direction of the sound, and there it was.
01:06A camo green speaker, duct-taped to a tree.
01:10It hissed out distorted birdsong on a loop.
01:13My skin prickled.
01:14Why was it there?
01:16Who put it there?
01:18I looked around, but the forest was still.
01:20Trying to shake the unease, we kept walking for another hour.
01:27My mind drifted, the way it does during long walks, until a deafening boom ripped through
01:34the woods.
01:35It wasn't thunder.
01:37It wasn't natural.
01:38I sprinted toward the sound, my dogs barking wildly.
01:43A shattered light, like a flood lamp, lay on the forest floor, glass sparkling like ice.
01:49No power source, no pole.
01:52Just dropped or thrown.
01:56It felt like a warning.
01:57I ran home, turned on my computer, and sent a message to the local wildlife office.
02:05I even uploaded a photo of the speaker.
02:08No response.
02:09I checked the next day.
02:11Still nothing.
02:12The forum post I made, taken down.
02:15I asked a few locals about strange sounds in Healy NAB.
02:19Blank stares, shrugged shoulders, as if no one wanted to talk about it.
02:23Even my cat, Venda, started acting odd.
02:28She stared out the window at night, tail twitching, ears flattened, watching something I couldn't
02:35see.
02:37That night, I woke up to Coco growling low in her throat.
02:43Maxwell paced near the back door.
02:46I grabbed my flashlight and peered out.
02:48There, just beyond the tree line behind my yard, something moved.
02:52I swear I heard whispering.
02:55But the dogs didn't bark.
02:58They listened, like they were waiting for a command.
03:01It lasted maybe ten seconds before silence fell again.
03:06But, in those seconds, I felt watched.
03:10Closely, precisely, intimately.
03:14I went back to the site the next day.
03:17The speaker was gone.
03:18In its place was a cassette player, just sitting there in the dirt.
03:23I picked it up and brought it home against my better judgment.
03:28When I played it, it was just the birdsong again.
03:32But reversed.
03:34Then I noticed a faint voice layered beneath the chirping.
03:38Repeating the same phrase.
03:40You heard us now.
03:41That night, Venda hissed and bolted under the bed.
03:47The dogs howled in unison.
03:49Something they never do.
03:51I ran downstairs and found the back door wide open.
03:55I never leave it unlocked.
03:57Pet bowls were scattered.
03:59Water spilled.
04:01Muddy footprints, not human, not animal, tracked across the floor.
04:05And then I saw them.
04:08Two glowing red eyes, low to the ground, watching me from the hallway.
04:13I slammed the door shut.
04:16I haven't gone back to Healy Nab.
04:19I barely take the dogs past the driveway now.
04:23Every night, the whispers return.
04:26Outside the windows, behind walls.
04:28Once even inside the closet.
04:30I can't shake the feeling that the speaker, the crash, the lights.
04:36It was all staged.
04:38An invitation.
04:39And I accepted it.
04:42Two days ago, my computer crashed.
04:45Completely wiped.
04:47When I rebooted it, one folder remained.
04:50It contained one file.
04:52A single three-second audio clip of birds chirping.
04:56Reversed again.
04:57And that whisper, you heard us now.
05:02I don't know what they are, or if they're even real, but I do know this.
05:06Somewhere, deep in Healy Nab, someone, or something, is listening.
05:13And maybe now, you are too.
05:18And so, the shadows stretch further, and the mystery only deepens.
05:23But this is far from the end.
05:25It's merely the beginning.
05:28What lingers beyond the door?
05:31Who is whispering your name?
05:33And what is that shifting in the corner of your eye?
05:37The answers await in the next chapter of these chilling tales.
05:42Subscribe to Nightfall Crypt, and hit the notification bell.
05:45Because the crypt's secrets are endless, and the darkness never sleeps.
05:51Until next time, stay in the light, if you can.