Wednesday, April 6, 2011

barbie.avi

It all started at my friend’s party. He’s an artist who rented out a loft in the industrial part of town. If you can picture what a place like detroit looked like in the 1920’s- that’s what this area looks like. A bunch of old turn-of-the-century factories crammed into ten blocks. Most of them are abandoned. So I partied a little too hard that night and decided to crash on a couch at the loft.

I woke up at around 4 am; the sun wasn’t out yet but you could still make things out in the dim blue light. I went to the bathroom, carefully tiptoeing around the people that were passed out on the floor. As I was taking a piss, I tiptoed to look out the bathroom window and I saw the panorama of deserted urban decay. I remembered how much I liked places like this; it was so dark and devoid of life, and strangely serene.

I went back to the couch and tried to fall asleep. After 45 minutes of staring at the ceiling, I decided I didn’t want to be there any longer. I swallowed my pride and decided to wake my girlfriend up to beg her for a ride, since walking around the vacant streets at this time was not an option. Being an awesome girlfriend, she was totally cool with it and told me she would be there in about a half-hour, and that she would give me a call when she was outside.

My phone dies ten minutes later so I decide I would sit by the window and watch for her car. I sat there for a while and my eyes started getting heavy and I began to doze off. A crashing noise outside woke me up. It wasn’t loud, but just enough to snap me into reality. I looked out the window and scanned the area but i didn’t see anybody. Across the street from the loft near a mountain of garbage bags and one of those enormous dumpsters I see a computer and a monitor smashed against the floor that hadn’t been there before.

When my girlfriend arrives I go downstairs and greet her and just as I’m about to get in the car I remembered a friend of mine had blown out his power supply so i decide to walk over to the dumpster and see what I could salvage. The monitor was worthless but the tower seemed to have suffered almost no damage so I put it in the trunk and we drove off.

About a week had passed and I had completely forgotten about the tower until one day my girlfriend calls to let me know that it was still in the trunk and that she wanted it out. That night I brought it home and before I took it apart I decided to hook it up to my monitor to see if it still ran, and to my surprise it did.

It was an xp OS and it looked like it had been wiped clean. I guess out of morbid curiosity really, I decide to do searches for words like “porn” “tits” and “pussy” in hopes of finding some secret stash full of weird deviant porn the previous owner had forgotten about. Search came up nothing. Searched for picture Files – nothing. Then I searched for movies and one file came up. It was an .avi inside a folder titled “barbie” hidden in the WINDOWS/system32 directory. So I played it...

Now this is where it gets extremely disturbing.

The movie was about an hour long of what seemed like raw exported footage. The footage was of this woman sitting on a chair and talking against a white backdrop. I skipped through most of movie and it was all the same continuous shot. Then I decided to sit though the footage to find out what she was talking about...about fifteen seconds into the footage the audio goes completely bad and her voice is drowned in harsh static/background noise.

I couldn’t make out a thing. So I import the footage into final cut and try to mess with the levels to isolate her voice, it helped a little but I still couldn’t hear what she was saying. I’m intrigued now..and I begin to really pay attention to her face and body language. It seems that shes being asked some questions because she stops at times to listen, and then continues talking. About 15 minutes into the footage, her face begins to redden and contort as if the questions are bothering her… But she continues to answer them anyways.

Shortly after she begins to cry. She sobs hysterically for the duration of the film. One of the few words I could lip read was “skin”. She repeats this word many times throughout the footage and at one point she even pulls at the skin from her arm and mouths the word. She seems to be unhappy with her skin.

It kept on building and building and about 40 minutes in she was crying so hard she could barely look at the camera. She stops talking at this point and the rest of the footage is just her crying with her head down. Oddly enough she doesn’t get up or move...then it just goes black. I was fucking stunned.

I played the whole thing through many times that night, trying to find inflections and nuances in her movement that would reveal anything else about what was going on. I felt so dissatisfied, I wanted to know more.

That’s when I noticed that there was about 10 more minutes left on the timeline after the screen went black, and about 2 minutes in there was more footage. The footage was extremely shaky, almost unwatchable, and depicted a pair of legs walking along train tracks. my guess is that camera was accidentally left on as it was being carried somewhere.

The person in this footage walks along the train tracks for about 6 minutes and then turns into the forest and walks over what looked like foliage flattened by a piece of plywood. The person continues on this makeshift plywood road until the movie clip ends.

Now my heart started beating with excitement because there where train tacks a few miles away that looked very similar to the one in the video. I HAD to check this out. I called up my friend Ezra, hes 6’4 250 pounds of mostly muscle and convinced him to go on a little adventure with me. I’m no pushover myself, but I felt if was to go wandering in the woods looking for god knows what, extra muscle couldn’t hurt. This whole idea of investigating this video had me so excited I couldn’t sleep.

The next morning on a sunny Saturday, I took my flashlight, my camera, and my 7 inch ka-bar with a matte black finish and serrated edge and went to pick up Ezra. When I got to his house he wasn’t even awake. When I woke him he pretty much told me to fuck off. I was already packed and I had mentally prepared myself to do this so I decided to go through with it without him. I parked my car at the train station, took my stuff, and hopped onto the tracks.

After walking for about two hours , I saw a broken piece of plywood and my knees almost buckled with excitement. I searched the nearby foliage, and there it was, a little plywood trail leading into the forest. I walked slowly along the trail, paying close attention to everything. I would stop occasionally, kneel down, and listen for anything or anyone...but it was so quiet. This was one of the most nerve racking things ive ever done. I didnt know what to expect at the end of this trail.

The dense tree line gave way into a little island of grassy field, and then I saw it; it was a house that looked like it was being consumed by the forest. From the looks of it no one had lived there for 20 maybe 30 years. I got my camera and snapped a few pics. A few yards away from the house was a tool shed made of rusty sheet metal. I just sat there among the trees for a while, absorbing everything. I didn’t want to go into the open field, I had this bad feeling that something would see me.

It took me a while to muster the courage to up to the house. the door was partly opened, I pushed it in with the flashlight and was relieved that the inside was actually very well lit. I put my flashlight away, got my camera and took a few more pics. There was no furniture, the floor was riddled with bricks and wood and rubble, and some of the walls had huge holes in them. When I went in further to explore, I saw some things that I didn’t pay much mind to in that moment, but now that I think about them in hindsight, greatly disturb me.

The first thing that seemed a little odd, was that one of the doors in the first room, that I presumed led to the basement, seemed a little too new to be in this house, and that it was also the only door in the house that was locked. Also, when I made my way up to the second floor, I saw some chairs and a fold-up table that also seemed a little too new to be there. But what disturbed me the most for some reason, was the bathroom.

The dust on the mirror had been wiped away, and in the bathtub, I saw a clear plastic tarp that still had water droplets on it from, when I presume, it was washed cleaned. That’s when I heard something moan really loud and that’s when I jump the fuck out of the second story window and ran back to the tracks.

Halfway there I realized the moaning was most likely a water pipe expanding or contracting, and that little moment of relief gave into the horror that I felt when I wondered why the water would be running on an abandoned house in the middle of the fucking woods. Its been a little more than 2 months since this happened and I haven’t gone back there, nor plan to.








(Don't feel like grammar/spelling editing such a long story. Also, the uploader of the videos says that after uploading parts 1, 2, and 4, the OP of the original thread disappeared and never uploaded the other 3 parts.)

36 comments:

  1. This scared me so much. I got the chills. Something is definitely wrong here.

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  2. I love creepypasta, but I feel that if someone gave me a fright whilst reading them I would jump up, accidentally toss my monitor across the room and do a 100 karate chops around me... And I would hate that person. Not cool.

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  3. ugh, I felt like this was written by a fourth grader. Terrible Grammar, repetitive words and misspellings. I mean really, how does one go from past tense to present tense in one sentence. I.e. . "Being an awesome girlfriend, she was totally cool with it and told me she would be there in about a half-hour, and that she would give me a call when she was outside.

    My phone DIES ten minutes later so I decide I would sit by the window and watch for her car."

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    1. Because anything on the internet is meant to be publishable. A lot of newer writers have a hard time going from an expositional opening to the events of the story. Next time, complain and offer advice instead of taking a big shit on it.

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    2. You're totally right. Instead of saying his phone died, he should have said, "and then the battery gradually decreased in a discharging motion until said device was no longer functional, therefore forcing me to watch diligently for her transportational vehicle outside of the 32" x 32" thin sheet of transparent glass often referred to as a window..."

      Because that is much more specific, comprehensible, and has a bunch of big words in it thaf make him sound smart.

      .....HURRRRRR DURRRRRRR.

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    3. And before you bash me for MY grammar, I meant *that. Not thaf.

      Please do not burn me at the stake.

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    4. Terrible grammar*.

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    5. That's not a grammar problem, but a spelling one. You should be sure to have no errors when attempting to correct someone else.

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    6. Peanut butter

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  4. I loved it! Man this is weird, she looks so familiar! One of my theories is,she could have been a scuba diver or worked with animals and an animal bit her arm off, and they casually asked her about like her job or normal things then slowly pressed on about it, which caused her to start crying... yeah...

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    1. In fact, she has BIID. It is a mental illness which makes her think she would be happier without her arm.
      The latest part with the house was never uploaded so I guess it is only a story.

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  5. THAT'S A SICK KNIFE

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  6. middle of the night. the tapping on the window behind me is growing louder and more frequent. my fear of the unknown is lesser than my curiosity. it sounds like the window is going to shatter. im going to turn around. this may be my last post ever. Goodbye.

    ~B.B. Limits

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  7. Can't sleep. Never sleep again....

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  8. This was one of the finest moments of /x/ that I ever saw. The moment he posted the screenshots backing up his story, my stomach just dropped.

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  9. Can't see the pics. :(

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  10. Video is a lot less scary than I imagined.

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  11. hey can someone give me some links to the pictures i cant load them

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  12. apparently its from a french film called Albert Souffre http://www.ovguide.com/movies_tv/albert_souffre.htm# not sure if its worth it to but it just to find out if its from it... but idk up to you guys

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  13. "its from a french film called Albert Souffre"...You can clearly tell the woman is speaking english and not french.obviously a troll trying to she some light on the video wrote that.

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    1. @bbb, Just because a film is, (well in this case said to be originaly) French doesnt mean it can't have parts where people speak in another language, in this case English. Also another logical explaination is it could have been the video was dubbed over/replaced the French language audio with English language audio. That is the beauty of film&media, and or you could have been right and it could of just been a troll "trying to shed some light on the video" and wrote that, idk and havent taken the time to search or see if this ("French") film "Albert Souffre" is really real and there and could be dubbed over or so on like I said above and I really dont care about that I was just trying to mainly make a point that no one should really say that just because a said film of a different language has parts in it with another language then what the film is natively made/released in is fake, because they can and they really do a lot, like I said before thats the beauty of film&media! :) also I wasnt trying to be sounding snobby or anything or anger anyone or start an argument ,im sorry if I did, I was just trying to make a point there lol! :) but either way the video/pics in the actual story above are ripped and edited from a real video/film to look/sound like this for this story or either made just like this for this story who cares lol there there in story to help scare us so lets just watch them and read the story and try to get creeped out by it even though the story does have grammer/spelling issues! :) I mean hey like its author says its a long story I wouldnt want to spell check/edit it that much either if I had written it! xD lol!

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  14. couldnt see the pictures and despite the poor grammer it still was a pretty cool story. reminds me a bit of Silence of the Lambs. all he needed to find was a bucket and some lotion at the house. "It puts the lotiobn on it's skin or it gets the hose again"

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  15. Did anyone notice the (BIID) at the start of part four? "(BIID)" means Body integrity identity disorder."It is a psychological disorder wherein sufferers feel they would be happier living as an amputee. It is typically accompanied by the desire to amputate one or more healthy limbs to achieve that end."
    This video was probably recorded for medical purposes. She probably amputated her own arm, too feel perfect as a barbie.

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  16. She only has one arm! O.o

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  17. A video about a married woman who has only one arm and is sensitive about something she's being talked to about and video taped knowingly. Yes. So fishy.

    This pasta bored me. Esp when I saw the BIID on the final video. Props to Anon 09:45.

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  18. Oh, also, I swear I've seen this woman before modeling on DeviantArt or something. I definitely recognize her face. I'll find this again if I happen across her.

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  19. I laughed when he said he jumped out the window. I'd probably do the same.

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  20. Omg that's fucking weird..I woulda stayed and explored that shit...

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  21. Look at the last few seconds of part 4. It looks like she's missing her right arm as she lifts up a red-colored nub.

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  22. Weird, but not really all that scary.

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    1. Not really scary. But next bring ezra thats how die by going alone. If you think this is scary check out jeff the killer article. Now that gives you the chills. your beware everwhere. and if your a skateboarder watch out and you'd be screwed. so check it out

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  24. Strangely did not Scare me too much.

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