Creepypasta Russian Sleep Experiment Novels & Stories

To feel some sort of attachment just because they fucked a few times is just plain stupid. Before she knew it, she had already fallen asleep, and Georgia dreamt of Larry Morr. In her dream, he was an ordinary human, but she was infected. In her dream, the role was reversed. Larry was the scientist and he's the one who experimented on her to get a sample from her but that is just absurd because eggs couldn't be extracted normally. She jolted awake when she heard a loud explosion followed by loud screams. "What's happenng?" She whispered in panic and got up. She put her shoes on and rushed outside to see a terrifying sight.

--- *Thursday | 4:00am | He Starts Slurring* Elena had been reading emails but she kept glancing over. Ryan was talking to himself under his breath as he worked. “Section 4.2… no, that’s wrong… move it to 7…” Elena said, “When was the last time you slept?” Ryan said, “I don't know... Sunday night.” Elena said, “That was 48 hours ago.” Ryan said, “I know.” Elena said, “Ryan, stop.” Ryan said, “I can’t. This is Test 2.”

I tried to listen to Olivia and stop worrying about my girlfriend, but I didn’t have a good feeling about the way things were going at all. I turned my phone off after getting her text message, and attempted to calm myself down mentally long enough so I could lay down and doze off for a few hours. Napping is a luxury I never had when I lived in Russia. There was my full time job, the impossible time difference between Francine and I, and all of the other tasks I kept myself busy with on a daily basis. Since moving to America, all of that went away and I suddenly found myself bored to death. To combat this, I’d go to sleep after studying some English in my text books, and completing whatever

The light blue bedspread also looked unused. A meow reminded her that Piper wanted out, and she dropped to her knees to open the cage, thinking she’d set her kitty’s area up over by the closet, but that could wait. Once Piper was free, she scooped her up and leaned back against the headrest, her shoes hanging over the side so that she didn’t dirty the bedding. Piper began to purr, and Ru tried not to ask herself exactly what she’d gotten herself into. Here she was, half a country away from New York, on a school night, no longer employed, staying with a person she hardly knew, in a room that clearly held secrets, trying to hunt down a ghost of a mother, and lock away creatures from Hell. “Sou

I must cultivate her trust and friendship first before informing her that I'm the horrifying beast that scared her to death in the basement. I hoped she wouldn't reject me after discovering my true nature. Human ladies are not fond of werewolves. They tend to marry their own kind and reject other beings, especially werewolves, whom they consider scary and gross-looking individuals. Time passed quickly. When I glanced at the wall clock, it was already 9:00 in the evening. I was about to leave the bed, but to my surprise, I can't move my body! What the hell is happening? Suddenly, I feel so sleepy that my eyelids start dropping fast. I tried fighting the weird sleepiness that consumed my consc

◇PARV POV◇ I wanna wake up and at the sametime I dont wanna wake up my head is aching like hell I felt I'm sleeping on something soft and something in my mouth I moved and seen its sarah I'm sleeping on her and she is naked what happened to her I'm also naked no no did I do something wrong I seen her body is full of bite marks I tried to wake her "Sarah sarah" she is not opening her eyes I'm sure I might be forced her how I should face you sarah why I became like this

The humidity in my bedroom was thick, a suffocating velvet that seemed to pulse in time with the flickering streetlamp outside. For weeks, I'd woken up drenched in sweat, the remnants of dreams so vivid and carnal they felt like memories. I'd felt eyes on me-dark, hungry eyes peering through the rusted slats of the ventilation duct above my bed. I'd heard the faint, rhythmic scraping of something moving in the walls, a sound that made my pussy ache with a dull, insistent thrumming.

This whole nightmare thing is news to me, so yeah, I’m just as surprised as you are," I said quickly, the words tumbling out too fast as I kept my eyes anywhere but on his. Dr. Roman studied me for a long, quiet moment, then gently set his pen down. "One last question," he said, his voice softening like he didn’t want to startle me. "Just so I know what to prescribe to help you rest, would you say you're a light sleeper or a deep one?" "Rest? He should try saying that to my father. I’d barely returned and already managed to turn half of Russia on its head. Not only had I been lying useless in this bed for three straight days, but he actually believed sleep was the solution to the storm I was

“If I had not been warned in advance, I would have gone crazy from surprise. Or out of fear, why lie to yourself. But after such an unequivocal confirmation of the truth of Vlad's story, it was easier for the Frenchman to make further plans for his life in an unfriendly new world. Yes, now he probably agreed that by the unknown forces that the experimenters set in motion, he was thrown into places from which it is not too easy to return home. Although, why come back? Stand in front of the firing squad? No, please. -Let's go, - the Russian made an inviting gesture. And they went through the clearing, spreading tall, waist-high grass to the sides. There were no trails, or even crushed stalks,

Sunlight streamed through the window. The clock on the wall read nine in the morning. I pushed myself up in bed, unable to remember a single thing. We had been conducting an experiment in the laboratory… hadn’t we? Or had I imagined it? I was clean, dressed in my favorite pajamas. What had happened? I tried to slip out from under the blanket but realized something was blocking me. Or someone. Behind me, Ruslan slept soundly, his arm carelessly draped over my waist.