The Terror of the Walrus

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Okay, so you're not going to believe this. This happened to me a few weeks ago, but I remember it like it was yesterday.

Day 1

Okay, so me and my friends (all of us are in our mid-to-late 20s) were going out camping somewhere in Kentucky. When we made it there, it was evening. There was 10 of us. When we got there, we immediately went into our cabins. We watched some anime and shit, but soon, we had to go to bed.

I was fast asleep until I heard something... horrifying.

Kukukachoo!

I had no idea what it was. I tried to see if anyone else was awake, but they were all asleep, so I went back to bed.

Day 2

When we woke up, I noticed something really off. Counting me, there were 10 of us, but now, there was only eight! I automatically concluded that the monster I heard last night did it! I told one of my friends, and he said "Oh, shut up. We all know the legend of the walrus is fake."

"The legend of the walrus?" I replied back, confused.

"Some stupid story about a giant walrus living in this area. We may be in a creepypasta, but that doesn't mean something like this would happen!" he said to me.

"But this is EXACTLY what would happen in a creepypas-" I tried to reply

"Shut up." he told me.

So we went outside into the endless strawberry fields. We made a campfire there, because fuck it, and got high around it. We then blacked out.

Day 3

When we woke up, there was now only six of us! Oh my God! Oh. My. GOD!!! There was a trail of blood leading to a cave. "We should go investigate." I said.

"Shut up! Your stupid creepypasta cliche knowledge is useles-" one of my dumbass "friends" was about to say before I shot him in the head and killed him.

What happened?! Who killed him?! One second, he was talking to me, but then his head exploded! And why am I holding this Barret .50 Caliber?! Why?!

Okay. Now there were only five of us. I loaded the next shot in my rifle and lead my friends into the cave. When we got inside, we saw one of our friends, half eaten! It looked like Shrek had his way with him, oh God!!! While my friends looked for the other guy, I took a bite of his corpse, because #YOLO.

Then we went to sleep because ShodaiGoro can't think of a proper transition.

Day 4

I woke up at three in the morning. I was hungry. I went to the fridge...

...excuse me, I mean bedroom.

And I turned into some monster. I was fat, blubbery, brown, and had two huge tusks. Then I ate my friends. KukukukukukukukukukukKUKUKUKUKUKUKUKUKUKUKACHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Day 5

It is now clear to me. After I ate my poor excuses for friends, it all became clear to me. My name is Paul, but I am not a human.

I am the eggman.

They are the eggman.

I am the walrus!

KUKUKACHOO!!!

YOU'RE NEXT.



Written by ShodaiGoro
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