Facebook Murder
Note: The following was found on a hidden video camera. It's contents were hence typed and placed here on Creepypasta. The speaker, Johnathan, seems to be in a dark closet. Throughout the recording, a constant slamming from somewhere near by is heard.
Hello, my name in Jonathan. I have worked at Facebook for over 2 years. I have seen many intriguing, embarrassing, and horrifying things from the status updates of millions worldwide. Lately, I came across a heart stopping picture posted by a user named Mortem. The picture showed my beautiful girlfriend of 4 years, mutilated and bloodied. She was lying dead in our bed, her stomach had been crudely cut and lay scattered beside her. I was horrified by the mortifying picture.
Frantically, I got into my car and floored it until I had arrived home. I ran to the upstairs to the bedroom in which me and my girlfriend once would lay and cuddle. She lay on the bed, just as in the photos. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks. Stricken with grief, I collapsed. No longer would I see her dazzling smile or hear her beautiful voice.
Then, I noticed a presence that I hade not noticed before. Suddenly alert, I turned around to see a man in a black coat. His head was pointed downward. He looked up at me, I screamed at his horrible face. He was missing a nose and a mouth. The only features on his face were two, dark blue eyes. I felt as though his eyes were piercing into my flesh and into my very essence. I looked behind me, to see if there was anything that I could use to somehow escape of his presence. There was only a window. Then, I had an idea. I bust the window open with my elbow, then quickly jumped out. Unfortunately, I had not anticipated that I was on the second floor. My legs snapped as I hit the ground. I looked back to see that the man was still staring at me. Desperate, I crawled, as my legs would not carry me. The neighbors appeared not to be home. I tried to smash the window, but it would not budge. I looked over to see that Mortem was coming closer and closer. His pace seemed slow, as though he like to watch me squirm to get away and save my life.
Finally, after I became frustrated, I head-butted the glass into submission. I crawled into the house though the opening I managed to make. Glass cut my stomach as I slithered through. I needed to get away from Mortem. I managed to get into a closet and lock the door. I saw a video camera and, knowing that I may not have much time left, recorded my last moments so that I might not be forgotten. Mortem seems determined to destroy me. I know I will not continue to live. So please, if you find this, do not forget me, please, do not forget me.
The sound of wood being torn and smashed is heard. The speaker, Jonathan is dragged off screen and savage screams are heard for the next few minutes. Then, when the scene is silent, the camera is lifted. Who we assume to be Mortem stares at the screen, then the video ends.
Credited to AstroOreo
Originally uploaded on February 16, 2012
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