I Think I’m Being Hunted

Hello. My name is Joey. Something very strange has happened recently. About a month ago my best friend, Alex, told me he had received an odd tape recording in the mail. He also told me he believed someone, or something, was watching him. Now, I know you all may be saying, “Joey, how is this scary? He just got a weird tape as a prank and got paranoid.” Well, it’s scary because three weeks ago he was found murdered in the woods behind his house, his head bashed in by what was, presumably, a hammer. During the wake, I chose to look for the tape, as I just felt that there was something wrong with it, something that made it relate to my friend’s death. I know it is disrespectful to snoop around a dead person’s home, but he was my best friend and I don’t care. I know that tape has something to do with this. I found the tape up in his bedroom, loaded into his dad’s old tape player. I snatched it and took it home. Last night, is when I finally gained enough courage to listen to it. I’ve typed it out because I just don’t know what to do. I’ve transcribed it to the best of my abilities.

*Static* *Voice speaks, female, but deep, has a tone of superiority.* Hello, Alexander. It’s great to speak with you again. How long has is been? A year? Yeah, I bet you weren’t expecting to hear this voice again. After what you did. When I disobeyed you and you got angry. I guess heaving a rock at my skull was the best option. In your mind at least. Well, apparently, this is why you failed gym class. *Static for about 3 seconds.* Anyways, I take orders from someone new. *Pause* Something new. I have people I work with. They taught me some things. While one of them tests my patience, they are preferable to anything my old life had to offer. I have power now. And I will use this power to destroy you and everything and everyone you hold dear. Just as you did to me. *Loud, distant shouts can be heard* *Yelling away from recorder* HEY! I TOLD YOU TO KNOCK THAT S**T OFF! *Back to recording* Anyways, where was I? *Chuckles* Oh, right. I have to get back to work. Meet me behind your house at 11 pm on friday. That’s when the game begins. Be there or I will pay a little visit to that friend of yours. And I’ll tell him everything about who you are and what you did. And if you think I’m bluffing. *My fullname, address, and work address.* Think it over. It’ll be great to see you again. Maybe you can meet my friends. Don’t even try the police. *Indistinct mutters from another person.* Oh, it’s time? Ghost, out.*Click*

I’m very scared, most likely you know why. I only met Alex this year, so I guess there are some things he never told me. I don’t really know what to do. I’m terrified. Mainly because there’s a shuffling noise outside my window.

  • Eleyna Little

    Oh my god