ClancyPasta | Internet Horror Stories
Sep 24, 2026 · 1 hr 3 min · 15 segments
"...years later, I'd ask the town sheriff about it..." CLANCYPASTA PRESENTS ► "We Found a Tomb From Outer Space" written by Empty-Wing7678, narrated by ClancyPasta Here are ways to support the…
Can you imagine what it's like to see a dead body? Lifeless eyes.
Rotting flesh.
It was fourth grade.
I remember the day vividly.
The messy overcast was like a thick sheet of lint.
Extending out of the playground was a field surrounded by woods.
From the third floor of the playground, you could see Mount Creon covered in pines.
His name was Randall.
He was past the chain-linked fence at the end of the field.
This area was always so mysterious to me.
A wooden bridge stood above a creek beyond the gate.
What was beyond? What would happen if I just climbed that fence? Bees forced me to the spot.
As a kid, I had an irrational fear of them.
I'd run away and swear they were following me.
Running away along the field's track, I bumped into my best friend Rory, who was wandering near the bushes.
She joined me.
We ran until we reached the fence, the forest beyond it.
What little light that managed to sneak through the clouds and foliage shone on a sea of pine straw.
Far to my left was old wooden exercise equipment no one used.
The gate was close to my right.
Randall was a macabre fixture in the environment, which anchored your vision and dragged it to its own center.
His head poked out from under the bridge.
He did not die peacefully.
mouth and eyes wide open.
Can you imagine what it's like to see a dead body? Lifeless eyes.
Rotting flesh.
It was fourth grade.
I remember the day vividly.
The messy overcast was like a thick sheet of lint.
Extending out of the playground was a field surrounded by woods.
From the third floor of the playground, you could see Mount Creon covered in pines.
His name was Randall.
He was past the chain-linked fence at the end of the field.
This area was always so mysterious to me.
A wooden bridge stood above a creek beyond the gate.
What was beyond? What would happen if I just climbed that fence? Bees forced me to the spot.
As a kid, I had an irrational fear of them.
I'd run away and swear they were following me.
Running away along the field's track, I bumped into my best friend Rory, who was wandering near the bushes.
She joined me.
We ran until we reached the fence, the forest beyond it.
What little light that managed to sneak through the clouds and foliage shone on a sea of pine straw.
Far to my left was old wooden exercise equipment no one used.
The gate was close to my right.
Randall was a macabre fixture in the environment, which anchored your vision and dragged it to its own center.
His head poked out from under the bridge.
He did not die peacefully.
mouth and eyes wide open.
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