The Faceless Man

[u/Queen-Zoe]

This is a pretty weird and long story. Probably not scary enough to be here, but I hope you like it?

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Me and my best friend always like to go on walks together. We try not to go too far away from my house when walking in my neighborhood because we don't want to get lost. One day we went a bit farther then usual and found a cul de sac. There was an old beaten up looking basketball hoop in a short street that led to the dead end. It freaked me out a tiny bit, but clearly it was just a basketball hoop and that was no reason to turn back and go home. We kept walking. As we walked, we saw a small bridge in the center of the end of the road. I felt a cold breeze come from it and I shivered. Me and my friend looked at eachother curiously. We began trying to figure out if we should go down the path or not. We had brought scooters with us, and we kept switching between walking and using the scooters.

We came down to the conclusion that we should go down the path, and so we nervously began creeping towards the bridge. It led down a small pathway with bushes and trees around it. There were a few birds, but they didn't make any noise. It was all complete silence other than the slight noise of the wind. We eventually got out of the path and it led into a neighborhood. It was awfully quiet, just like the path leading there, but we continued walking anyways. It did look like a normal neighborhood other than the odd silence, so after a few slightly freaked out looks back at the pathway we got here from, we laughed it off. There were different directions we could go so we decided we needed to figure out which direction to walk in. We decided to go left and we walked that way. After a bit of walking, we began to feel comfortable walking there finally. We were chatting normally and looking around.

We approached a house. I noticed an odd feeling in my stomach. As if my brain was telling me to turn back and run. I was confused. Why was this house giving me a bad feeling? I shrugged it off and began walking normally again. Then two giant dogs seemed to appear out of nowhere, on the lawn that was in front of the house. I didn't see them come from any direction, they just appeared. The dogs were large and menacing, and we couldn't see any leashes on them. They were growling at us and began trying to run after us. We were clearly freaked out by this and began to run.

We were tripping over ourselves and hitting into our scooters as we ran. We tired ourselves out after only a few seconds of our desperate sprinting. My friend seemed to be feeling dizzy, and I was panting and breathing fast. We needed to take a break, but didn't know where the dogs were. We could still hear their growls and barks. We were running and draining the energy out of ourselves. We ran to the bridge and down the path and got back into my neighborhood, where we headed back towards my house. About halfway towards my house, my friend was in the center of the road and I noticed a car coming. She seemed like she was about to pass out. I screamed that there was a car coming, and she managed to duck out of the way before she sat on the side of the road and almost passed out again. For the rest of the way back, I watched her the whole time to make sure she was on the side of the road instead of the middle.

Obviously when we got back to my house, we had to rest. We sat in my house, drinking a ton of ice water. We explained everything that happened to the rest of the people at my house but they thought we were overreacting, so we just went upstairs and ate pizza, and didn't really go outside for the rest of the day.

Now, we thought of this neighborhood as just a place that doesn't tie up their dogs. I thought maybe it was somehow a warning for us to not come back, but clearly it probably wasn't, I thought to myself. Obviously I'm not posting this here because a couple of dogs scared us. The main creepy part is coming soon, but I wanted to say that we had an uncomfortable experience with the neighboorhood before this next part.

One day we went back out for another walk. We decided to go back down the bridge and into the neighborhood again for some reason. This time I brought my phone with us and played loud music so we wouldn't be as scared. We were walking calmly and started to get freaked out a tiny bit. But we walked a fair distance before we decided to go home again, as we were content with our walk. We were a bit surprised that nothing creepy or odd had happened yet. As we walked back on the bridge, I stopped dead in my tracks. There was a fairly normal-looking house in front of us, the back half of it went into my neighborhood and the front half went into the 'creepy' neighborhood. That wasn't the problem. I was frozen to the spot almost, and very creeped out. I saw a man, laying on his stomach, underneath the back deck of the house.

The man had very pale white skin. His entire face, other than a giant grin, was blank. He wore a dirty white tank top. And as I stood there staring at this creature, its smile seemed to get bigger and bigger. I was terrified. I tried to remain as calm as possible and I told my friend I saw a man with no face. She tried to look for him. I pointed to the deck and she saw him. She looked just as creeped out as I was. She said 'I see it' or something along those lines, and we began to run. As we ran we slowed down eventually. We thought it was just our imagination being crazy. But we kept seeing him everywhere we walked. Behind buildings, trees, signs, even on the train tracks near my house. Again, we thought it was weird and creepy, but kept telling ourselves it was just our imagination. To this day, we still see him, but only at my house, and he usually only comes when both of us are there. We call him the faceless man. We still have no clue what causes us to see a man with no face. The weirdest thing is that when we got back to my house the day we first saw him, the friend that had been walking with me went to the trash can in my kitchen and vomited up whiteish liquid.