CreepyPasta Delight

⁠Support on Patreon for more stories - https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130Listen on YouTube - https://www.youtube.com/@SinisterSkullyThis file documents SCP-096 using recovered testimonies related to a containment failure and the consequences of visual exposure to the entity. Official reports reduce the incident to procedural error. The testimonies reveal context those reports omit.This archive exists to preserve what the Foundation does not—decision-making, institutional pressure, and the human cost behind containment. SCP-096 is where the archive begins.

⁠Support on Patreon for more stories - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠Listen on YouTube - ⁠https://www.youtube.com/@SinisterSkully⁠Driving overnight for DoorDash in a snowbound small town is easy money—until one house starts ordering every night at exactly 3:33 AM. The order never changes. The instructions never change. And the house is always waiting.Perfectly shoveled. Watched by cameras that don’t face inward. A silent woman behind the glass. Sounds from somewhere you’re not supposed to look.As the deliveries continue, the job stops feeling routine and starts feeling deliberate. Someone is watching. Someone is listening. And whatever lives at the edge of town doesn’t just place orders—it follows rules.

⁠Support on Patreon for more stories - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠Listen on YouTube - ⁠https://www.youtube.com/@SinisterSkully⁠A rookie cop in rural Ohio is handed a secret patrol guide filled with impossible rules—deer-headed hitchhikers, faceless drivers, sirens that summon things in the corn. At first, the rules feel like superstition. Then they start working. But the deeper he goes, the clearer it becomes: the fear isn’t protecting officers from monsters—it’s blinding them to the truth. As his training officer breaks rank, the rookie must choose between survival and exposure. This is a story about manufactured horror, institutional rot, and what happens when the scariest rules exist to keep good people quiet.

⁠⁠Support on Patreon for more stories - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠Listen on YouTube - ⁠https://www.youtube.com/@SinisterSkully⁠I went into the Arizona desert looking for solitude. I came back with questions no one wants answered. What started as a simple hiking trip through Coyote Ridge became something far darker after I met two strangers on the trail—one of whom never quite acted human. He didn’t blink. He didn’t sweat. He knew things he shouldn’t have known. The deeper we went into the desert, the more the land itself seemed to watch us. This isn’t a story about monsters jumping out of the dark. It’s about the quiet moments when you realize something is walking beside you… wearing a familiar face.

⁠Support on Patreon for more stories - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠Listen on YouTube - ⁠https://www.youtube.com/@SinisterSkully⁠After installing a Ring doorbell to catch package thieves, I started getting motion alerts at 3 AM. The footage showed people standing at my door—but their faces were wrong. Too wide. Too stretched. Features in almost the right places but not quite. Each night they came back, different ones, just standing there. Watching. Waiting. Then my elderly neighbor appeared on camera, terrified and begging for help. Something was behind him, gripping his shoulder. I had seconds to decide: open the door and save him, or stay safe inside. I made my choice. It was the wrong one.Get Patreon only stories and support us here - https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130

⁠Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories)⁠⁠⁠Listen on YouTube Welcome to Skully's Sinister Stories Vol.3The night shift isn’t quiet—it’s watching.In this volume of Skully’s Sinister Stories, three night-shift jobs turn into waking nightmares. A storage unit that should never be opened. A morgue where death isn’t the end. A clinic that profits from desperation.These stories live in the hours after midnight.

Support on Patreon ⁠(Exclusive bonus stories)A woman seeking solitude in her inherited rural farmhouse, only to be unraveled by relentless insomnia and a nightly awakening at exactly 3:00 AM. What begins as exhaustion turns into something far more unsettling as patterns emerge—patterns tied to the house, her family, and a presence that waits patiently in the dark. As the nights grow longer and the boundaries between memory, instinct, and fear begin to blur, she discovers that some legacies aren’t meant to be inherited. And some doors, once noticed, were never meant to be answered.

Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories) - ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠⁠ On his first night as a Spirit Halloween night-shift lead, James is handed a laminated list of rules he’s told never to break. They seem absurd—until the animatronics start speaking in voices they shouldn’t, and the fog at the back of the store becomes the only thing holding something at bay. Trapped overnight in a dead mall inside a repurposed department store, James begins to realize this location isn’t just seasonal retail. It’s a place where failed businesses leave more than memories behind—and where breaking the rules doesn’t get you fired. It gets you stocked.

Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories) - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠ The mortuary has been in my family for four generations, passed down quietly, without explanation. I always assumed that meant tradition, reputation, responsibility. Then a body was discovered sealed beneath a condemned house—perfectly preserved, wrapped using a method my family abandoned decades ago. As I examine her, I uncover records my father never wanted me to see and preparations that were never meant to end. Some legacies aren’t about honoring the dead. Some are about keeping something contained. And once you understand what the basement was built for, you realize the inheritance was never optional.

Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories) - https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130 Michael Reeves is living the dream—Hollywood's biggest star, wealth beyond measure, a perfect family. But two years ago, he was a broke, failed actor desperate to provide for his newborn daughter. Then came an Uber ride that changed everything. A ride with a driver who knew too much. Who offered too much. Now, from a hotel room in Prague, Michael is writing his confession. Because the price of fame wasn't what he thought. The favors are getting darker. And he's running out of time before he becomes something that can no longer tell right from wrong.

Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories) - https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130 I’ve worked overnight at Distribution Center 7 long enough to know that some rules aren’t about safety—they’re about survival. Most of them are easy to follow if you don’t ask questions. Don’t touch certain totes. Don’t go into certain aisles. Don’t look too closely at how the machines behave after midnight. I broke one rule trying to help someone I cared about, and now I understand what this place really does with its workers. I’m writing this before I lose the ability to explain it in my own words. If your job ever gives you rules that don’t make sense, follow them. They’re not there for your protection.

Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories) - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠ I went to Millbrook, Maryland as a journalist chasing my big break—a story about the unsolved Wolfman killings that had haunted the area for years. Seven victims, all found mutilated during autumn full moons. The locals warned me to leave. I should have listened. Instead, I followed the trail deeper into the woods, into secrets that a small town had kept buried for generations. What  I found wasn't just a killer. It was something far worse—something that transforms you, piece by piece, until you can't remember who you were before you put on the mask.

Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories) - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠ Welcome back to Skully’s Sinister Stories—where the deeper you scroll, the darker it gets.Tonight’s episode dives into the underbelly of the internet: The dark web. Filled with cursed apps, killer live feeds, untraceable databases, and anonymous contracts with chilling consequences. Five terrifying stories that don’t just haunt your screen… they watch you back.Confirmed Contract 0:00 — A hitman is after him. But the real threat? The audience.EXIT94 14:08 — A missing friend. A cryptic flash drive. A desert exit that doesn’t show up on maps.Five Stars for Delivery 30:40 — Gig work pays well—if you never ask what’s in the box.Deadstream 44:10 — The stream watches you. And now, it’s your turn to perform.Verified 58:14 — A website that doesn’t report disappearances… it schedules them.These aren’t just stories. They’re invitations.Once you listen… you’re part of the feed.Get Monthly Bonus Stories - ⁠⁠⁠https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/creepypastadelight/subscribeListen to CreepyPasta Delight - https://open.spotify.com/show/41hUZ7M4xQx7KpiRygEcJr

Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories) - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠ When a withdrawn child in a perfect suburban cul-de-sac is gifted a flawless white dog, it seems like the first good thing to happen in a long time. But the dog doesn't play. Doesn't sleep. And it watches — not just the family, but everyone on the block — with unsettling, human intensity. As the boy forms an unnatural bond with his new companion, strange events ripple through the neighborhood, and the lines between protector, manipulator, and predator begin to blur. Because sometimes, when you finally feel seen... it's not by something human.

Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories) - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠ While driving through a relentless Texas storm, a long-haul trucker pulls into a massive 24-hour Buc-ee’s for a break. But inside, things aren’t quite right — the layout keeps changing, the employees smile too much, and the storm never ends. As exhaustion sets in and exits vanish, he begins to suspect this isn’t a store at all. It's something older. Something waiting. Trapped inside a place that demands more than just purchases, he must fight to remember who he is… before the uniform fits too well.Get Monthly Bonus Stories - ⁠⁠⁠https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/creepypastadelight/subscribeListen on Youtube (Skully) - https://www.youtube.com/@TheSkully13

Support on Patreon (Exclusive bonus stories) - ⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/Skully130⁠ Welcome to Skully's Sinister Stories. Yokai are ancient spirits and creatures from Japanese folklore—some tricksters, some killers, all unforgettable.Tonight, they’re watching.Five terrifying stories, each rooted in yokai legends that have haunted Japan for centuries:Kuchisake-Onna — She wears a mask. She asks a question. There is no right answer.Teke Teke — You’ll hear her first. Then you’ll see what’s left.Kappa — The river gives you what you want… and takes what it needs.Jorogumo — She’s beautiful. She’s kind. She’s hungry.Yuki-Onna — A woman in the snow, waiting for someone warm to find her.Get Monthly Bonus Stories - ⁠⁠⁠https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/creepypastadelight/subscribeListen to CreepyPasta Delight - https://open.spotify.com/show/41hUZ7M4xQx7KpiRygEcJrListen on Youtube (Skully) - https://www.youtube.com/@TheSkully13

Detective Archer is counting down his final days on the force when a brutal, ritualistic murder shatters any hope of a quiet retirement. The victims aren’t random—they’re being judged. Each crime scene is a message, each body a warning. But as Archer digs deeper, the case begins to twist in ways he never expected. The killer isn’t just watching. He’s waiting. And with every step forward, the lines between hunter and hunted begin to blur. When the final truth is revealed, it won’t just change the case—it will rewrite everything Archer thought he knew about guilt, justice, and himself.Get Monthly Bonus Stories - ⁠⁠⁠https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/creepypastadelight/subscribeListen to CreepyPasta Delight - https://open.spotify.com/show/41hUZ7M4xQx7KpiRygEcJr

Desperate and drowning in debt, a man inherits a decaying house from a long-forgotten uncle. Hoping to renovate and sell, he moves in—only to discover something buried deep beneath the foundation. A strange collapse in the basement reveals a hidden staircase and a door bearing an ominous warning etched in stone. What lies beyond isn’t just ancient—it’s alive. As reality begins to bend and familiar things turn hostile, he’s forced to confront a terrifying truth about the house, his bloodline, and what was waiting for him all along. Some doors were never meant to be opened. But now…it’s too late.Get Monthly Bonus Stories - ⁠⁠⁠https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/creepypastadelight/subscribe

A recently released ex-con takes a night shift job at a quiet McDonald’s, hoping for a clean start. But as the nights stretch on, strange disappearances, secret deliveries, and unsettling behavior from the manager hint at something far more sinister behind the fryers. The deeper he digs, the worse the truth becomes—until he's forced to choose between survival and sanity. The Meat Isn’t Right is a slow-burning descent into corporate horror, where loyalty has a price, and nothing on the menu is what it seems. Whatever you do, don’t eat there after midnight.Get Monthly Bonus Stories - ⁠⁠⁠https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/creepypastadelight/subscribeListen to CreepyPasta Delight - https://open.spotify.com/show/41hUZ7M4xQx7KpiRygEcJr

When a desperate man lands a too-good-to-be-true apartment in Tokyo, he chalks it up to luck—until he hears noises from the sealed unit upstairs. A room no one admits exists. A room with a door that should never open. As haunting dreams and impossible encounters unravel his sanity, he discovers the building isn’t just old—it’s hungry. And it knows what he’s done. In a place where guilt doesn’t fade but festers, some rooms aren’t empty. They’re waiting. This is a slow descent into psychological horror rooted in Japanese urban folklore—where silence has a cost, and secrets feed what lives in the walls.Get Monthly Bonus Stories - ⁠⁠⁠https://creators.spotify.com/pod/show/creepypastadelight/subscribe