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Have some creepypasta, /real/.
Holder of the Pen
In any city, in any country, go to any college or technical school you can get yourself to. When you reach the front desk, ask to visit someone who calls himself The Holder of the Pen. Should a look of confusion come over the worker's face, you will then be taken to an office in the building. It will be in a well lit wing of the building. All you will hear is the sound of a few voices in conversation echo the halls. It is in a language that you will not understand, but your very soul will feel unspeakable fear.
Should the talking stop at any time, STOP and QUICKLY say aloud Im just passing through, I'm supposed to be here. If you still hear silence, flee. Leave, do not stop for anything, do not go home, dont hide in a sewer, just keep moving, and sleep where your body drops. You will know in the morning if youve escaped.
If the conversations in the hall come back after you utter those words continue on. Upon reaching the office you will see is a cheerfully well lit room with a person behind a desk, speaking an unknown language, and typing something on a keyboard. The person will only respond to one question. What are you working on?
The person will then glance at you dismissively and answer your question in horrifying detail. Many go mad in that very office, some disappear soon after the meeting, and a few end their lives. But most do the worst thing, and look upon the person's monitor. You will want to as well. Be warned that if you do, your death will be one of cruelty and unrelenting horror.
Your death will be in that room, by that person's words.