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imagine-by-susu · 7 years

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First GIF is mine The second isn’t mine Requests are open

(Y/H) = Your hight (Y/F/S) = Your favourit Shoes (Y/H/L) = Your Hair length (Y/H/C) = Your hair colour (Y/E/C) = Your eye colour (Y/F/C) = Your favourit colour (Y/F/N) = Your first name (Y/M/N) = Your middle name (if you got one) (Y/L/N) = Your last name Warning: Death, metions of rape (just a little mention), I think a little gore (?) Sorry for any grammer errors (English isn’t my native language) I got carried away (again) >_< Hope you still like it Listen to this song that got me the Idea: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vNhYueTqY7c

________________________________________________________________ Red. Everything he saw was red. The colour floating in the cold air. It confused him and he hated to be confused. The red colour became clearer now. A red Cape was now in his side but what‘s the meaning behind this? Oh he was confident to find out, even when he had no clue how. It made him furious. When suddenly a hand grabbed his Shoulder. „Sherlock are you okay?“ the voice of his best friend, John Watson, was echoing in the living room of 221 b Baker Street. Sherlock snapped his blue eyes open and looked into the face of his best friend. „Of course everything is okay, John“ the Detectiv demanded, but John knew that something was wrong with the Consulting Detectiv.

„Didn‘t sound like it. But if you insist it‘s nothing“ John shrugged his shoulders. Why should get involved into an agrument with this man when he knew he would lose?

A knock on the door let both men in the Room look up just to see Mrs. Hudson standing in the door frame with a little smile on her face. „A Client Sherlock“ she said. Sherlock groand a little.Sure he was bored. Bored to no end, but he didn‘t want to get contact with stupid people. John gave him a disapproving look. „Let them in Mrs. Hudson. Oh and could you please make us Tea?“ John asked. Mrs. Hudson frowend and said „I‘m your Landlady not your maid.“ but she still got downstairs, let the Client in and made Tea for three People. Sherlock listend closely. Analyzing the footsteps he could hear coming up the stairs. „It‘s a Woman. Maybe in her late 20‘s I think. She‘s (Y/H) and wears (Y/F/S).“ he said sitting in his pray postion on his armchair. Before he could go on a Girl stepped into the Room. She had (Y/H/L) (Y/H/C) that was a little damp from the rain outside. Her eyes shined in a (Y/E/C) tone. Putting your (Y/F/C) umbrella into the umbrella stand to let it dry, you looked up to both men sitting in their armchairs. With a polite smile you stepped further in the room. „Good day Gentlemen. I‘m ...“ „You‘re (Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N). You work in a Café it‘s clear because you smell like coffee beans but not just cheap ones. No I mean the exotic type which can only be served in the Café down the street. If it would be a Café further away you would be more soaked even with the Umbrella. You‘re single, an only child, Parents divorced but they are still in good contact.“ Sherlock rumbled on and on. You looked stunned even after he told you about all your pets you had, which School you went, how your previous realtionships went (not so good I can say that). John facepalmed already awaiting screaming from your side maybe even a punch in the face of his best friend, but nothing came. After Sherlock was finished he looked up at you really looking straight into your eyes. He stopped for just a few seconds. Red. He saw Red. But not any odinary Red. No, it was the same Red he saw in his mindpalace just a few minutes ago. Your voice brought him back to his senses „That was really impressing Mr. Holmes. The People were right when they said you are the best.“ „The only time they were ever right“ he murmered under his breath which made you chuckle a little. John looked to you. „So Ms. (Y/L/N). What brought you to Baker Street?“ he asked politely right when Mrs. Hudson came and placed the Tea on the Table. You took a seat and thanked the old Lady for the Tea. Being honest you were cold. After you took a seat so you faced both John and Sherlock, put away your red coat and took a sip from the tea you started telling why you were here. „As Mr. Holmes said my parents are divorced. I was just 10 when it happend but my Mother promised me that I would see my Father as often as it is possible. They just didn‘t get along anymore but that didn‘t stopped them from taking care of me. Then it happend.“ you swallowed and then continued both men looking at you. „My Grandmother died unexpected. The Police said it was a natural Death. That‘s what we all thought till I sorted out old things from my Grandmother. I found a letter written by my Father where he would threat her to kill her if she wouldn‘t stopp contacting me. I always knew they didn‘t get along well, which man does get along with his mother-in-law anyway, but I know that my Father won‘t hurt a fly.“ Your eyes flew to Sherlock. „Please Mr.Holmes chased down the guy who killed my Grandmother.“ Sherlock looked at you for a long time without saying a word. He knew you got nervous for every minute that passed. „When everybody first thought it was a neutral Death the murderer had to be professionell. Quite interesting. Tell me more about your Grandmother Ms. (Y/L/N)“ he again took in his prayer position. He listend to you when you talked about your Grandmother. „She was a very loveable Woman I can‘t imagine someone would kill her. Since I was little she watched over me. But when I found her like that….“ you were interrupted by John. „Did you visited your Grandmother often?“ he asked and you nodded trying not to cry. „She was old she needed help with a lot of things so I would help her out with everything when my Mother hadn‘t enough Time.“

„A girl visiting her Grandmother, who lives alone and needs help. Sounds familiar...“ Sherlock thought out loud. John looked up to his best Friend. „Yeah you‘re right. Sounds like Little Red Riding Hood. I read it to Rosie quite sometimes.“ Now was your time to speak up again. „Do you really ant to tell me that ‚The big bad Wold‘ killed my Grandmother?!“ you were angry. How could they make fun of that. „No“ Sherlock said. He looked at you than at your coat. „Since when are you wearing the Coat?“ You raised one eyeborw, what does my coat have to do with all that?, you thought. Taken aback you answered „Ehm two month I think. My Grandmoher loved to sew and she made me a Coat. Why do you ask?“ you were totally confusedso was John. „Interesting. Ms. (Y/L/N) we will take care of this case.“ Sherlock announced while he got up from his armchair and walking to the stand with his dark coat and blue scarf. „Come on John. We are searching for the bad hunter.“ Then he ran off. John and you looked at on another. „Why the bad hunter? Isn‘t the Wolf the bad guy?“ you asked also taking your coat. John shrugged. „I gave up a long time ago to understand this man.“ Sherlock sprinted down the streets of Baker Street not caring if John or you followed. The Red Coat. The Red Cape from his mindpalace came into his mind and he stopped. The Wolf would make sure to keep little Red Riding Hood safe from bad things even if he has to do it from afar so Red Riding Hood wouldn‘t notice. Her saftey is more important. „That‘s it.“ Sherlock screamed not caring if the people on the street think he was crazy. Now John and you appeared out of breath. „Would you please not just run off?!“ John shouted at Sherlock but he just approched you. „(Y/F/N) how exactly did your Grandmother died?“ he put both hands on your shoulders. Even through the thick fabric of your red coat you could their warmth. „ehm...the Doctors said after they checked on her that she drowend. But they still have to check other things“ you told him in utter confusion. Suddenly he smirked. „Brilliant. This is brilliant“ he said. You were shocked and out of reflex you slapped him across his beautiful cheek. John watched in shock not daring to say a word. „Mr. Holmes please I lost a very important person in my life. There is nothing brilliant about it!“ Sherlock knew that this would happend. „John you know the story of the Red Riding Hood.“ John nodded still in shock. „What‘s all about this fairy tale shit?!“ You knew you shouldn‘t go and visit him. „What does happen to the Wolf when the Hunter get‘s him?“ Sherlock asked John ignoring your comment. „Eh...After the Wolf ate The Grandmother and the Girl the Hunter comes slit open the stomach of the Wolf rescues both the Grandmother and the Girl put stones in the stomach of the wolf sewed him up and pushed him into a river.“ Sherlock looked at John. „And your reading that to Rosie?“ He totally doesn‘t understand parenting a Child. John just shrugged. You looked confused betweent the both men. „Well Ms. (Y/L/N) you‘re quite in danger“ Sherlock said matter of factly as it was something normal. Both John and you screamed „What?!“ Than the dark haired man pulled both of them away from the busy streets and hailed a cap. He told the driver to driv to St. Bart‘s. „Sherlock what is going on?“ John asked a little worry in his voice. „Listen John it is simple. In the origin of the fairy tale both the Grandmother and Red Riding Hood die caused by the wolf. No one came to save them. It is even toled that the Girl had to undress herself and get in bed with the Wolf.“ you gulped. „You mean the Wolf raped the little girl before he ate her?!“ Sherlock smriked. „Excatly“. „Hold on. Are we searching for a person who tries to make just look like this tale?“ John asked. You were not a big fan of this idea but Sherlock nodded. „Some made it look like your father did this because he was the perfect match for it. There has to be someone who hates your family.“ He looked into your eyes awaiting an answer. „Like I said my Grandmother was a loveable woman.“ Sherlock leand back putting both hands together in a prayer position. He was thinking. Deeply. Very deeply. He wandered around his mind palace opening one door after another, trying to find anything. He came to an end of the corridor, but in the corner of his eye he saw a door. A door that wasn‘t there before. He opened it hoping he would find an answer. There was Snow. Everything was covered in White. Sherlock stepped into the Snow looking around. All he could see were trees and mountins all covered in the snow. But from afar he could make put something familiar. Red. Again this stupid Red. He could make out whispering in the wind, but he couldn‘t tell what the voice said. One step after another he took to get near the Red thing that seemed to hunt down the whole day. A Red Cape was blowing in the wind and made it look like blood dripping down on to the floor. A sight that made Sherlock kind of calm. He touched the material of the Red fabric. He noticed it was more than familiar. The person wearing the cape turned around and Sherlock was met with (Y/E/C).

He was stunned to say the least. Seeing you there standing in the Snow wrapped in red. He couldn‘t look away if he tried, but if he is honest with himself he didn‘t want to look away. A strange feeling took over his body as your hand reached out to him. You brushed your hand over his cheek which you punched just a few minutes ago. Despite the cold Sherlock could feel how warm your hands were and took them in his ice cold ones. Your eyes just bored into his soul screming for help… „Sherlock!“ He shot up from his seat nearly knocking John over. „Sherlock are you okay?“ that was strange. Sherlock looked around seeing that he was in his flat, in his armchair. „Where is (Y/F/N)?“ he asked. He Doctor looked at his friend as if he told some terrible Joke. „Who?“ John asked back not understanding what was wrong with his best friend. „Listen. I don‘t know if your high again or not but I just came in here with Rosie just to see that you‘re asleep in the chair.“ Now Sherlock noticed the little Girl in Johns arm who was brabbling after hearing her name. Knitting his eyebrows together. He was sure you three were in a Taxi driving to St. Bart‘s. „We had a Client called (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N). Don‘t you remember?“ Sherlock stood up furious as to what had happend. John now made a sound that sounds like he understood what was going on. „Sherlock. (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N) is dead. She was found raped and half eaten. Together with her dead Grandmother. You said you would investigate this case. Sherlock sat again in his armchair going through his messy locks. John sat down, Rosie in his lap. „She was here John.“ Sherlock whispered. But the Doctor shook his head. „You know what you need help to get away from these drugs. That is enough.“ Angry about what John he stood up throw his armchair across the room. Rosie cried out. Scared from the sudden outburst. John hold her tight. „Are you crazy?!“ he yelled. Sherlock whipped around looked into Johns eyes and said „He saw her John. Everyday walking down this street out there with a red coat. Always this same red caot. I always watched her. She shouldn‘t be dead!“ after he said these words he noticed the tears that were running down his face. He touched his cheek. He should feel pain from were you had smacked him, but the only thing he could feel were the tears. „I let her die. I couldn‘t save her like the hunter.“ he whispered. Now John was totally confused. „What hunter Sherlock?“ he asked still trying to calm his daugther down. „From the Fairy Tale John. Little Red Riding Hood. It happend just like it said.“ John looked up into the sad eyes of the Detectiv. „I think“ john started. „The Wolf wasn‘t the bad guy. I always tell Rosie the Story that the Wolf would watch the Girl from afar to keep her from danger like the Hunter he wants to hurt the Girl. You know...“ Sherlock looked up at John. Maybe he was right. The Wolf isn‘t always the bad guy….

Sherlock Holmes. The big not so bad Wolf who wanted to watch over his Red Riding Hood that never noticed that kind of affection...

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sending-the-message · 7 years

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I Just Had The Creepiest Text Conversation With My Friend by CR_Jones

Not too long ago one of my best friends, Mario, and I were having a text conversation about making plans to go see the new IT movie that is coming out later in September. Mid conversation, Mario started talking about something completely unrelated and continually texted me a series of very creepy text messages.

Me: (Talking about plans to go see IT) Yeah I guess we’ll just see who can drive that Friday whenever we meet up. We’ll just play it by ear.

Mario: Stopp touchhingg the therrmostat its soooo coold in here

Me: What?

Mario: I’mmm soo coldd

Me: What is this? What are you talking about?

Mario: Theee thermmostat stooopp touccching itt

Me: How could I possibly be touching your thermostat right now?

Me: Are you drunk or something? Why do you keep texting like that?

There was about a twenty minute pause here before he texted me back.

Mario: SOoo CoLDdd

Me: You’re starting to freak me out Mar. What is this about?

I try calling him but he doesn’t answer.

Me: Mar can you answer your phone please

Mario: Whehere arre the ligghhhts

Me: Dude, seriously what the fuck are you talking about?

Mario: It’ss soOO DarRKKkkK

I try calling him again. Nothing.

Me: ANSWER YOUR PHONE FUCK FACE!!!!

Me: I’m going to kill you if this is a joke you’re genuinely starting to freak me out.

There was another long pause here before I finally started texting him again.

Me: Mar?

Me: Are you still there dude?

Me: ????

I try another call, still nothing.

Me: ANSWER YOUR FUCKING PHONE!!!

Mario: ITt’sS soOooO COcold here

Mario: SOoo Cooldd

Mario: sOofd COoolddsa

Mario: Sosofo coOOLsd

Me: Please stop this

Mario: sosfOFJl coLODOJ

Mario: SooJDOK COlLDLOhfa

Mario: SOojfdoCdnlsODkwnqq

Me: FUCKING STOP THIS DUDE!!!

Mario: SODJjdsifajoiCodlfOPAJjdapODNOonfda

Mario: sofsadjpOIDSIsnfSiIJDOSpdSfjoebdfIHSOIHSfiodshvdf

The rest of his texts after this are just nothing but gibberish. He would send me a new one about every five minutes and continued to do so well into the night. I continually told him to stop whatever it was that he was doing and tried calling him several more times, but nothing was working. I finally said fuck it and just put my phone on silent and tried going to bed hoping that Mario would get bored of this “prank” that he was trying to pull on me once I stopped responding to him.

I woke up the next morning and immediately reached for my phone where I saw that I had over one hundred unread messages all from Mario last night. Most of them were just lines and lines of the same shit that he was texting me earlier. Nothing but gibberish. Nearly 112 messages of it.

He had kept texting me well past the time that I had fallen asleep, and he had continued to send them in the same, five minute intervals that he had done before. He had finally stopped texting me at 3:00 in the morning, his very last message being “bye.” I don’t know what game he was trying to play, but I was thoroughly annoyed that he had decided to pull this prank on me completely out of nowhere. He actually had me going there for a second near the middle of the conversation when I was genuinely starting to get scared and worried, but now I just found myself pissed off at his dumbass shenanigans.

I sent him a text a little after waking up to see whether or not he was done with his bullshit.

Me: Are you done texting me gibberish?

I waited all morning for a response, but didn’t get one. I wasn’t going to text him again until he answered, so I just stayed away from my phone for most of the day. At about 5:00 in the afternoon I heard a knock on my door.

When I went over to answer it I was completely surprised to find two police officers standing there. A man and a woman, both with worried looks across their faces. They asked me if I had been in contact with Mario recently and I immediately felt my heart rate go up knowing that this was no joke. I told them that I had been in contact with him and asked if something was wrong.

They informed me that Mario had been missing since 4:00 p.m. yesterday and wanted to know if I had recently talked to him at any point before that. I told them that we had been texting each other all afternoon yesterday and that he had continued to text me well into the night. The officers shared a confused look with each other and asked if they could see the messages.

I invited them inside and showed them my phone. They examined the text messages together for a very long time whispering things back and forth to each other before finally turning to me. They told me that the time stamps on the messages didn’t make any sense. I asked them what they were talking about and they said that Mario had left his phone behind whenever he had gone missing. There was no way that he could have sent those texts because he didn’t have his phone with him.

I felt my entire body stiffen and go cold.

The police officers asked me if I could come in for some questioning which I agreed to do. My phone was confiscated as evidence and I had to continually keep explaining the same story over and over again to several other police officers once I got to the station.

While I was in the interrogation room going over the same story for the fiftieth time with one of the higher ranking officers a detective burst into the room and whispered something into the man’s ear before quickly leaving. An awkward silence filled the room for several seconds before the officer finally spoke up. He said that he was sorry to inform me, but Mario’s body had just found in the woods near his house. He had apparently died early this morning from currently unknown causes.

At first, I wasn’t able to put together what the officer had just said. I had heard the words and everything it just wasn’t getting through to me. As soon as it hit me though I could feel the tears starting to bubble up behind my eyes. He told me that he’d give me a few minutes and then left the room. I let it all out then. Crying and slobbering like a five year old, all over the interrogation table in front of me.

I stayed with the police another couple hours giving them any last minute information that they needed before I was able to leave. It was already dark out by the time I left the station. My phone was returned to me as I was walking out the door, and I drove home which is where I had another crying fit while lying down in bed.

I must have fallen asleep at one point because I was awakened in the middle of the night by a call that was coming in through my phone.

I reached over and answered it without looking at who it was. I said hello in my “I have just woken up” voice, but no one responded. While it was quiet I felt like I could just make out very soft sobbing coming from the other end of the line.

“Helllooooo?” I said again pulling the phone away from my ear to see who had called me at such a late hour.

My heart nearly stopped.

The call was from Mario’s phone.

I checked the name again knowing that there had to be some mistake. The police station had Mario’s phone why would they call me from his phone this late at night?

I put the phone back to my ear.

“Who is this?” I asked, not in the mood for any games.

There was no answer, but the soft sobbing continued. I was starting to get angry.

“Who the fuck is this!” I almost screamed.

“I’m soooo coooolddd.” Someone whimpered from the other end.

I felt my stomach drop. It was Mario’s voice, I was sure of it.

I could feel fresh tears starting to come as I heard the sound of my dead best friend’s voice.

“Mar? Is—is that you?” I managed to choke out.

But it wasn’t him I said to myself. There’s no way that it could be him.

There was no answer for the longest time. The soft cries from the other end of the line continued but neither of us said anything.

“Ittt’ssss soooo daaaarrrrkkk hereee.” Came Mario’s voice once again. He sounded frightened and alone. The sobbing got louder.

It was almost more than I could take. Was I dreaming? There was no way that this was all actually happening, but it seemed too real to be a dream.

I didn’t know what to say at this point. The crying, Mario’s voice, it was almost too much for me to handle.

“Mario, please.” Was all that I was able to get out before completely breaking down into tears.

After I said that though the sobbing on the other end of line stopped. There was dead silence for what seemed like several minutes, but couldn’t have been longer than a couple of seconds. I waited for Mario to say something. After another pause someone who was definitely not Mario said something.

“Bye.”

Then the call was dropped.

My breath hitched and I stopped crying completely. I felt a chill run down my spine as the voice repeated itself inside my head. It was not Mario’s voice. It sounded nothing like what he was saying before that. This voice was deeper. Much deeper, and it had a weird distortion to it. An almost animal like distortion.

I pulled up my recents just to make sure that I really did just receive a call from my dead best friend’s phone, and sure enough there it was. Mario (mobile): 3:00 a.m.

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