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The original was posted on /r/nosleep by /u/jacktheratbastard on 2024-10-21 20:56:57+00:00.

Hello. I don’t know how much time I have so I’ll try to keep this short. I’ve barricaded the door but I don’t know if it’ll hold much longer. I’m trapped in this tiny utility closet with no way out except for that door, and I can already hear their wet cracking and squelching. Good, that fucking sound. I don’t think I’m getting out of here alive, so I’ll try to get the message out to the outside world. I’m done for, but maybe some of you can send help to anyone still alive. If there are any.

The sounds are gone, but it might just be alerting it’s friends. Maybe it’s left for good, but I can’t get my hopes up. I need to focus on getting the message out, then maybe if I’m not actively under attack I’ll try to get out.

Anyway, I guess I have to start somewhere. I’m Andy McNamara, 43 years old, janitor at Junesburgh Highschool. First odd occurrence? That must’ve been last Thursday, when they found that dead dog.

Junesburgh High isn’t a big or famous school, but we do, erm did have a pretty decent swim team. Really the only thing we had to offer. The building is connected to the local swimming pools by a corridor, and the swim team practices there pretty often. Well, I wasn’t personally there to witness it but apparently last Thursday the kids found a dead dog in one of the pools. Drowned, the poor thing. I don’t think it was clear who’s dog it was, although I heard rumors of it being old man Jonesy’s beagle. Kids were pretty shook up, but their coach, Sally Vernon, took care of it. She didn’t even call me in to take care of the body, but she’s always been a pretty hands-on type person so I figure she dealt with it just fine on her own.

No one knows exactly how it got there, the pools are open to the public but obviously dogs are not allowed in there so that doesn’t explain it. Maybe it snuck in somewhere, I don’t know. How a dog managed to drown is a different mystery, considering there are stairs going into the water in the shallow part. But, there’s no way to explain it. A tragic happening, that shut down the pools over the weekend, but nothing more. Or so we thought.

Things were back to normal on Monday, expect for the kids complaining about a foul smell in the bathrooms and in the showers. We’ve had multiple issues with plumbing in the past so no one thought about it, just assumed it’d be gone after a day or two and if it was any longer then we’d maybe check it out. Stupid bastards.

It was today, on Tuesday that something went really wrong. See, I was taking my lunch break in the security guard’s room. The security guard himself, a young man named Henry Anderson, may God rest his soul, was a fairly nice kid, a little bit of an overachiever considering he was paid pennies to guard a small town highschool, but other than that perfectly pleasant. We’d gotten pretty close, comparing our work experiences and helping each other out whenever possible. We were both eating lunch, dry sandwiches and watery coffee, talking about nothing special when suddenly Henry’s walkie-talkie crackled to life. It was Sally. She sounded frantic.

“Henry, Henry you need to get here, now! Something’s-“

She cut herself off. Henry and I looked at each other. There were noises in the background. Strange noises. It was hard to hear through the crackly walkie-talkie, but it sounded like frantic babbling. Maybe crying? Sally yelled something unintelligible, then returned.

“Henry turn your goddamn cameras on, then get your ass over here. There’s something in the pools”

The walkie-talkie abruptly shut off, and we sat in silence for a moment.

“What the hell” mumbled Henry. He leaned over, and fiddled with his computers. The security cameras overlooking the pools were only on at night, for the privacy of the visitors and to only look out for nightly intruders. But this was clearly an emergency. Henry got up and grabbed his baton, the most dangerous weapon he was allowed to carry.

“You keep an eye on that, I’ll see what’s going on”

I just nodded, put down my coffee cup and moved over to the computers. Henry ducked out of the room and I heard him jog away. The corridor to the pools was only a couple minutes walk away from here, he’d be there in a moment if he ran.

I switched on the right cameras and took in the sight. The cameras were old and the footage blurry and grainy as all hell, but I could make out the strangely dim poolroom. I saw the biggest pool in somewhat clear view. I couldn’t entirely make out what was going on. I saw the drain in the middle as a dark spot, that seemed to writhe under the disturbed surface. At first I thought it was simply a trick of the light and shifting waters, but no. There was something billowing around, out of the drain. Something dark and … hairy? Whatever it was it was moving out of the drain, seemingly growing from the size of a cat or small dog to something bigger as it got more space to move. Something vaguely resembling a person. The shifting surface made it hard to get a grip on it’s appearance, but it seemed to have two arms, a torso and a head. It also seemed to be covered in hair.

Suddenly I saw movement in the corner of the screen. I’d been staring in a trance at the thing. But now I saw Sally. She was moving irrationally. At first I thought she was having a seizure, but as she stumbled more into frame I saw the humanoid thing gripping her, almost like a hug. It’s face was buried in her neck, which seemed strange until it yanked it’s head away and I saw the huge, gaping wound in her throat. Blood sprayed, and the creature dig back in, tearing of more meat. Sally’s head lulled back, only held on by a few tendons and some skin. The creature dropped her, and crouched over her, tearing into her lifeless body. Blood began pooling, dripping into the water, dying it bright red.

I stared in horror. It was all over in a few seconds, but watching that thing rip into her flesh and bones like it was nothing felt like watching a seven hour snuff movie. I saw something red and tube-like slip into the pool and realized with a choked sob that it was her intestines.

I was about to shut off the computer when I remembered Henry. Oh God, Henry. He’d be there any second. I grabbed my walkie-talkie with such force I worried I’d break it, and practically screamed.

“Henry! Henry!”

“Hey man, what’s going on? You see something on the cameras?”

“Henry get the fuck outta there! You need to run!”

“Man you’re freaking me out. Saw a bunch of students running out of the corridor, what, did they find another do-“

Henry got quiet. Very, very quiet. I didn’t see him on the cameras but I knew he stood by the entrance to the pools. I could hear heavy breathing in the walkie-talkie.

The creature in the pool was crawling up the steps, but froze as it spotted Henry.

I could feel the tension so thick it was suffocating. I didn’t dare to breathe. From the walkie-talkie I could hear a faint tearing and cracking over the static, and a much clearer, much closer whimpering.

“Henry” I whispered, mostly to myself. I don’t think the walkie-talkie even picked it up. Henry’s whimpering grew into a low groan. The creature lunged.

The scream that echoed out from my walkie-talkie was the most horrific thing I’ve ever heard. It filled the security guard room for a second, before being cut short with a series of terrible tearing, cracking and ripping noises. I shrieked myself and hurled it away from me, smack into a wall where it broke. I just sat there, screaming for a second before breaking into sobs. I vomited right on the floor, splashing my pants and shoes with undigested sandwich. I couldn’t stop dry heaving and crying. I couldn’t even think straight. What was that thing? I glanced back at the screen and felt another wave of panic and nausea. There were four of them on land, in view of the camera, and more coming from the drain. Their features were blurred by the static, but I could make out thin, gnarled bodies and bony limbs with odd-looking joints. Inky skin with some tufts of wet hair. Vaguely humanoid heads. And God, they were big. It was hard to tell exactly but they must’ve been at least seven feet tall, in their strange hunched postures.

What was left of Sally’s body slipped into the pool, turning the already red-tinted water even murkier, making it harder to see the things crawling out of the drain. I saw blood pooling in the corner of the screen, and knew it was Henry.

The creatures suddenly began moving. They went offscreen, into the corridor. Into the school.

I’m not ashamed to admit that I panicked. I mean, there ain’t no HR training for “demons crawling out of the pool drains and eating people”. I didn’t know what to do. The security guard has access to the PA system, for security purposes. I threw myself in the thing, barely able to keep my voice from giving out.

“All students and teachers, I-“

I had no idea what to say, so I improvised.

“Something terrible has happened in the pools, you need to take cover in your classrooms. If you’re not in one, either go into the closest one or lock yourself in the bathroom and don’t go out. You understand? This is an emergency, don’t go into the halls for the love of God, just stay put!”

My voice gave in and I just collapsed, trying to calm my breathing. We were going to be fine. This was ok. I was ok.

That’s when I heard it. It was far in the distance. It was a sound I will never forget. A wet sort of cracking, like cracking …

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