Creepypasta

I found this journal at the mouth of a cave near the place I live. It was covered in blood. A lot of the page had drops of blood of them and the final pages were ripped out and lots of blood on them. This is what I found in the journal.

9-16-1984

I’m walking around in a cave right now. Alone. Writing down the what’s happening in my journal (just so if anyone finds this they will know what happened). I hear metal scraping against rock. I’m starting to think that someone else is down here.

9-17-1984

Starting to get cold… very cold and wet in the cave. I think it might be snowing outside. Note to self, next time bring a jacket. Still hear scraping metal, hope my suspicions are not true.

9-18-1984

I found some words in the cave today. It says “beware the lanky one” it ended in a line hitting the floor. I just passed it off as someone trying to scare people.

9-19-1984

I’m pretty deep into the cave now, ‘bout 3½ miles in and still walking. I’m starting to hear echoes,

I’m starting to get scared.

9-20-1984

Today I found someone’s driver's license on the ground. Covered in blood. I also found a water source and washed it off. This is what it said: name: John Jackson, age: 28, height: 6,01. Everything else was covered in dry blood that would not come off with water.

9-21-1984

I started to smell static electricity in the blood stained air. I know how static electricity smells because of college 5 years ago. My college had an experiment to see how static electricity would affect one volunteer. I was the one volunteer. I did not know what was going to happen. It was horrific. The way they created the static was by rubbing two blocks of iron together for hours at times. At the end I ended up with very dangerous iron to blood ratio and was in a hospital for a year. Worst years of my life.

9-22-1984

Ran out of water today. Trying to find a lake or pool of water somewhere.

9-23-1984

Almost out of food. I found a water source just have to first test the water. There is now a stronger static smell and scraping metal sound is getting louder.

9-24-1984

I found some weird box with food in it. My favorite, dumplings with sushi and shrimp. I’m starting to think my suspicions are true.

9-25-1984

I saw something today. It looked like it might be another human but than it looked like it had metal claws and before I could see its face it ran off. My worst fears are true.

9-26-1984

I’m very deep Into the cave also known as hanks cave. Hank is a is a very lanky man that got lost in this cave. Some like me, John callen,say he died some say he still lives in here. I came down here thinking to explore and not encounter anything. Turns out I was wrong. Very wrong. I’m leaving for the cave exit now.

9-27-1984

I saw him again and ran back farther into the cave. I right these entries at night so all of my day is put in here. Now about 8 miles from the cave entrance.

9-28-1984

It’s morning. I ran as fast as I could so I could try to get to the cave entrance faster. I think I’m going insane.

9-29-1984

Morning again. I saw him again. I ran again. I’m trying to keep him away from me.

9-30-1984

Out of food. Out of water. Someone help me. Save me from the sound of his breathing. Get me out of here.

9-31-1984

SAVE ME! SAVE ME FROM THE LANKY ONE!