4chan Legends and Rituals

There's a tent in a traveling circus in India. Inside this tent sits a man who's an expert at poker; you recognize him because he always bets exactly 2 dollars and 31 cents. If you beat him after three rounds, he'll bet his soul on the fourth round. No one has ever beaten this man on the fourth round, and if you lose... you won't even want to know.

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There's a moment every leap year, exactly three past three in the morning on February 29th. If you dare, wait for this moment in a dark room, with no one present. At that moment, the darkness will deepen. If you were to place your hand directly in front of your face, you wouldn't see anything. But you mustn't do that. No, for that would be wasting the moment. Instead, you must reach out into this impenetrable darkness.

And it will reach out to you.

An invisible hand will grasp yours. You mustn't flinch, nor tighten its grip. Doing so will only remove more of the decrepit flesh covering it and anger its unseen owner. Remain perfectly still as the withered fingers move over your palm, tracing unknown patterns. Don't move an inch as it slowly crawls up your arm. And above all, don't breathe as it caresses your face, touching what cannot be seen.

If you remain still during this, the hand will withdraw and a voice will speak, so close you can feel its breath on your face, smell the stench of decay it carries. It will ask for a simple piece of information: your name. Answer truthfully. Answer truthfully, and the presence will withdraw, leaving only a whisper in the air as the darkness dissipates. "It is done."

From that day forward, untold fortune will be yours, and mysterious power. You will lack nothing, and you will have everything. But in a year, maybe two, you'll feel your skin begin to decay and smell the sweet scent of death on your breath...

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On the east bank of the Susquehana River, somewhere in central Pennsylvania, there's a small patch of land where no plants grow. At the right time of day, at the right time of year, the sun shines directly on this spot. If you're there at precisely that time, a whirlpool in the river will appear, revealing a trap that leads to a system of identical tunnels. If you can navigate the maze of tunnels, you'll find yourself face down in an alley behind an Irish pub called Kelley's, just outside Boston, with no memory of how you got there. In your pocket, you'll find a diary. Important events of the future are described in it, but in random order and without dates.

Image source: https://gavthorpe.co.uk/old-book/

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Somewhere in Ohio, there's a soda machine. But inside the cans, you'll find the cold, carbonated blood of people who disappear on the roads in the middle of the night. It doesn't accept cash, despite having the necessary equipment.

In the hills surrounding the town of Bodega Bay, California, there's a tree, nestled right in the crook of two hills. Scattered 10 paces around it are seven different freshwater springs.

They say one of them cures any disease, another grants immortal life, and four kill you instantly and make your body dissolve into dust.

But the last spring is special. If you bottle water from it and take it to a small cave hidden in the hills north of the tree, you'll find a single large stone at the bottom of the cave.

If you pour water on the rock, it will dissolve, leaving you with a red stone the size of a baseball. As long as you have this stone, you will always be in the right place at the right time.

If you pour water from any of the other six springs on the rock, the cave will close, and you will be lost forever underground.

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There is a small island in the Mediterranean Sea that does not appear on any map. It cannot be seen from any other island, nor can any other land be seen from it. On this island stands a lighthouse, rotting from age and seawater, which is never lit. There is nothing inside it except a spiral staircase leading to the top and an ancient, dusty bookcase.

The bookcase is filled with unmarked books, bound in ancient leather, except for a single space. If you remove a book from the shelf, it will open in your hands, and the words inscribed on it will begin to scream into the air. You must struggle to close the book and push it back onto the shelf, or the immortal evil contained within its pages will break free, and you will be forced to take its place, with pages, ink, and binding made of your own flesh and blood.

However, if you bring the correct book to the island and place it in the empty space, the beacon will light. While it is lit, the world will enjoy an endless paradise, for all the evil in the world will be contained within the beacon. And while it is lit, nothing can enter or leave.

The only problem: you will be trapped for all eternity with all the evil ever known or conceived by man. And the only way to escape is to extinguish the light.

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These copypastas/creepypastas were posted to 4chan on July 6, 2007.

Source: https://web.archive.org/web/20111207000647/https://chanarchive.org/4chan/b/257/creepypasta#32093062

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