Creepypasta Russian Sleep Experiment Novels & Stories

The fingers twitched, fighting against their programming. The words echoed in his head. Take them. A darkness fell on him, an urge dripping around him. Dripping darkness around him. He closed his eyes, shaking his head. And for a moment something passed him. And then the compulsion slammed back with doubled force, and the door swung open silently. Light flows through the window, showing Elena's sleeping face, peaceful and vulnerable. She was clutching her stuffed rabbit, the one she had been holding throughout the whole nightmare. The body moved to the bedside. Rosa's hands reached down, his hands, yet not his hands, and began to lift the sleeping child with practiced ease.

In a nice voice I reply “Just had the scariest nightmare of my life. Why are you awake at 2 in the morning?” If I had of called anyone else, they would have ripped my head off for calling at such an ungodly hour. “Oh, you poor baby, its okay it was just a nightmare.” She purrs. There’s a short pause before she says “Aaron is over and we are watching horror movies, my

I chuckle to myself; so much for getting him off my mind. Fuck Raul and his dodgy dealings. Let that man do what he wants. It's no business of mine; I have enough to worry about as it is like these nightmares and this crazy sleepwalking. I never slept walked as a child, so I don't understand why I've started doing it now. I throw my fleecy dressing gown on, not bothering to get dressed just yet, before heading downstairs to put the kettle on. I need a coffee or three to help me get through the day. I’m absolutely exhausted but too scared to get back into bed, so I grab my phone from the side as I search the internet for a local sleep specialist.

CHAPTER 7 Though sleep was challenging, Jeff managed to doze, but the dreams that followed seared his subconscious like a fire poker. In one, the dead fly in his vomit came to life and buzzed from the wastebasket, landing on his lips. He tried to blow it away, to spit it out when it crept down his throat, but the insect forced itself into his stomach where he could feel its vibrating hums as it laid batches of eggs. His gut grew heavy and bloated, swelling to twice its normal size as hundreds of maggots burst forth, eating their way out from the inside. He fought to scream, but larvae filled his lungs, suffocating him.

She had woken up at five in the morning, her alarm clock on her phone blaring in her right ear after she had fallen asleep on it listening to the same cyberpunk ASMR video that had sent her off into unconsciousness for the past week. It had been nice to be told that she was helpful in some way, even if that way was being used in an illegal drug trial after being kidnapped from the Serial Experiments Lain club, to help get her to sleep, the paranoia fuelled insomnia developing when she was thirteen, latching its hooks into her brain, and then never leaving her again alone in the dark of night. It had always taken her a few minutes to shake off the night’s nightmares, when she awoke in the mor

Hushed whispers chorused altogether in sorrowful, breaking and low indistinct sounds. As if pinned on the bed, her body was heavy for her to lift, all that she could do was to turn her head only left and right— on the turquoise pillow. Hopeless thoughts victoriously supplanted her subconscious mind, allowing sleep paralysis to take over. Sudden noises here and there made her freeze in aghast. "Is...anyone…out there?" She slowly asked in confusion and yet there was no reply. A rat ran past the bed with a loud, screeching cry, making her heart jump straight into the depths of her throat. A sharp, yet relaxing pain pierced past her stomach.

RUSLAN'S POV One minute, I was trying to shove her out of my fucking mind and cut off every forbidden seed growing inside of me, but guess what? The next minute, I was spouting out explicit words that got her so fucking wet at the pool. ~~~~~~~~ I couldn't sleep at night due to restlessness. Jesus fucking Christ, Ivana Alex was all over my thoughts and her face dominated my mind. I couldn't sleep a fucking wink. Dressed in just sweatpants, I left my room, strolling out of the mansion to get some air, maybe, just maybe after then, I would be able to sleep.

The words died in my throat. She was asleep at her desk, head pillowed on her arms, dark hair spilling across scattered papers. Research papers everywhere. I stepped closer, quiet as hunting, and read the titles. Vampire-werewolf hybrids. Curse reversal mechanisms. Historical cases of species transformation. She's actually trying to cure me. Or researching how to make it worse? The old suspicion rose up, automatic after ten years of paranoia. But I looked at her sleeping face, at the exhaustion written in the lines around her eyes, and the suspicion crumbled.

my aunt spoke out "And what makes you think your exercise will be affective?" "Trust me, I have hope by my side" she smirks I was taken to my bedroom, I was laid on my bed "I want you to sleep Rita" "Huh?,just sleep?" "Yes" she places her hair pin on my hair "sleep now" I suddenly become very very sleepy,I close my eyes and it felt like I was falling down a never ending pit My whole body felt was light, I felt like paper honestly I see a bright light and I become blind for like 10sec

Bermuda triangle Riele's POV I slept off on the soft bed that smells of Alex and I didn't want to get up I rolled over till my face met a hard surface Alex's chest. I pushed him off the moment I realised I was kidnapped and was in someone's else's bed with him on it. "Hey Riele" ND then I remembered how that lady opened a hole in the air and how that bastard was almost immune to my bites "What are you" I asked "A lycanthrope"