Tag Archives: ghouli

I swear

Well the other night I was going through a line of abandoned row houses – not looking for copper, just checking out the wood work – and I hear this scratchy noise coming from one of the back yards. Here I’m thinking ‘oh no, its a stray dog and boy it don’t sound too happy!’ […]


Supermarket Ghouli

Hey guys. I just got home from the store. I had the strangest experience so I had to post asap. Wondering if there are any others out there who have had something similar. I just finished loading my car up with groceries. More junk food than healthy stuff. I know, I know. I try eating […]


Ghouli in Texas

This is so creepy! I work at a university and have to be at work by 5:45 AM. It’s pretty dark and been cold lately, so no one is around. Anyhow, I was walking to work this morning (playing a popular game on my phone) when I saw something out of the corner of my […]


You told me

Falling in this obscure world Beauty like a midsummer night Darkness wraps his arms on us You reaching and to hold me Suffocating me with his touch Behold, and eager love me more But I tremble and fall down Dust me off and pick me up Devouring my soul and mind You just want to […]


Eyes wide open

It’s been three days since I last slept, I see it every time I shut my eyes. It calls it self ghouli, that’s what it whispers in my ears, I can feel it’s breath on the side of my face whispering in my ear…Ghouli. I fill with fear but it feeds off it. It wants […]


Colorado Encounter

Out here in Colorado, there are all sorts of mysterious sightings — UFOs, Bigfoot, a blue mustang with devilish red eyes, etc. However, nothing was as terrifying as what I recently witnessed. Last week, a lot of snow fell in Aurora, where I live. I needed to make a late-night stop at King Soopers (a […]


Sighting in a lab

I saw a Ghouli once. He was disguised as a cockroach, but I could tell he wasn’t like other cockroaches. He spoke to me telepathically. I won’t relate what the Ghouli said; most of it was too obscene to repeat, including some lewd comments about someone named Bambi… I get chills every time I recount […]


Beware the Woods

When I was 11 my friend Jackson and I were playing in the woods at the end of his street. We were trying to catch crawdads in the stream when we heard someone walking towards us. But nobody was there. Jackson went over to look when I heard something behind me. I turned around and […]


Ghouli in Boston.

I saw a ghouli in Boston not that long ago. It was chasing me, beware they are very real. I was so scared. I slashed it to death, but I’m now in an insane asylum.


addendum 018-1a

The following transmission was submitted by unidentified humanoid SCP with possible connection to 446854, first seen during Field Report 1b. Subject nicknamed “Rever”, real name unknown. Dated ██-██-████ the transmission log was intercepted, analyzed and subsequently expunged from the Foundation records by Mobile Task Force Sierra-14, codename The Collective, due to possible interference by subject “Rever”. […]


Never take shortcuts through parks

I saw ghouli once; when taking a shortcut through a park one night while on a walk. Ugly creature. As soon as it lunged towards me, I threw him to the ground with my mind and ran off. I don’t leave the house much anymore, preferring to remote view interesting things. I’ve gotten tired of […]


sierra-14 field report 018-1b

Sierra-14 Task Force Field Report /verifying clearance… /request timed out /reconnecting… /reconnecting… /connection established /connecting to secure server… /decrypting file… /decryption complete ☣ SCP Involved: SCP-446854 MTF Involved: MTF Sierra-14 Date: January 27th, 2018 Location: 21km west of the town of Shoshoni, Wyoming Preamble: Engagement is authorized after a teenage boy calls official emergency services after seeing SCP-446854 […]


I woke up and it was there!

OMG, I woke up from some noises in the house.. and there it was standing in front of me looking like it was ready to eat me! dripping with saliva or something! A loud pop noise occurred and the lights went off in the house.. When they came back on, it was gone!


Harriet-Something-Or-Other

Ghouli derives from the word ghoul (defined as: an evil spirit or phantom; robs graves and feeds on dead bodies), but this is a misnomer. Especially when people tack on the little cutesy “i” on the end, like it could be a pet kept in a cage or kennel. Bunny. Puppy. Ghouli. NO. It is […]


Thirsty

It was dark. She didn’t like that, had never liked it. Sensations came to her one by one, slowly because they were unfamiliar. She realized she was lying on cold metal, on her back. She never slept on her back. The muscles in her shoulders ached and her limbs felt stiff. There wasn’t a source […]


Ghouli is my dad

Okay listen, you all have Ghouli all wrong. So basically Ghouli and my mother (married at the time) had an extra marital affair. I was conceived in the heat of the moment, and was to be kept secret. It is now 2018, 45 years after my conception. I have noticed that our society these days […]


Melt, It said.

Ghouli awoke laying face up, body pressing into a cold, linoleum floor, sedated with enough carfentanil to take down an entire herd of elephants. Caged behind reflective plexiglass, wires led to mysterious beeping machines emitting squiggly lines. Sensor nodes attached to each of its many appendages, like puppet strings. All it could feel… was the floor. The floor could receive and transmit impressions of those that had been here before. It had its own inner, psychological life. It was tired of being stepped on, that static charge from plodding feet, the abrasion from the waxing machine, the blood, spit and mucus of the previous inhabitants. Yet right now, it welcomed Ghouli. Sleep, it said.


How to Disappear Completely (Chapter 2 of 3)

At first the girl joked that either her phone is haunted or her dog is a sorcerer. Both explanations could probably get her on a talk show, but she knows better now. It’s Ghouli. It’s always been Ghouli. It’s like she said to the police – she put it on the fireplace mantle herself. Twizzler would not stop barking at it even though it wasn’t ringing. It was well out of his reach. Then, like magic, POOF, phone was gone, only to be found days later, boring a hole under the fridge as it disintegrated into some kind of acidic ectoplasm. Ghouli creeps, sight unseen and it does not like the taste of electronics. Then the barking stopped too.


Knives Out (Encounter II)

The second encounter was not a dream. It was as real as you or me. In the kitchen, I found the two biggest, sharpest knives, and fled. But there was no escaping Ghouli. It was like a heat-seeking missile of monster death, and it was only interested in my flesh. Somehow it crossed the boundary that protects us from our fears and inner-most thoughts, the ones that torture us in our sleep. I don’t know how it made the leap to our world, and why it was only interested in me. But IRL, I was all alone, as if the world had emptied out while I slept, and I was being stalked. I knew it immediately, before ever I saw it. It was the smell, that musky, stomach-turning stench of spoiled flesh and fermenting trash. I learned in Biology that humans have evolved to innately fear the smell of death for our own safety…


Encounter I

In my nightmare, a shadow creature with spider-like arms, razor teeth, and mucous oozing from its ferocious jaw, at least six-feet tall, smells like excrement and rotten guts. For its size, it was fast, like a cockroach fleeing light. I needed to make it until dawn, that daylight, somehow, would save me from the monster. But could I last that long?


Here Be M_NST_RS

The Sore Points cover that song, she forgets the title, but cranks it up anyway:
 
On a map of the world
He stands alone
With his dreams and his demons 
hic sunt dracones
 
hic sunt dracones. They don’t teach Latin at her school, but thank you, internet. It means, “here be dragons”, a warning on the maps of ancient mariners for uncharted territories.


4H00. After Rust.

4:03AM. At the end of the road, over one PRIVATE PROPERTY sign and two NO TRESPASSING signs, the old derelict ship graveyard. No more land to run on at the end of the plank. Time to catch his breath.
 
4:06AM. There it is, the rusting ferry heap, CHIMERA. Out of commission since 1988. Walking up the barge, it was clear that someone or something was already inside.