Casting Call ^BETA » The Rake (A Garry's Mod Creepypasta Machinima)

"Return to where from once you came, or suffer from me"

"I am.............The Rake"

"*creepy breathing sounds*"

"During the summer of 2003, events in the northeastern United States involving a strange, human-like creature sparked brief local media interest before an apparent blackout was enacted. Little or no information was left intact, as most online and written accounts of the creature were mysteriously destroyed.

Primarily focused in rural New York state and once found in Idaho, self proclaimed witnesses told stories of their encounters with a creature of unknown origin. Emotions ranged from extremely traumatic levels of fright and discomfort, to an almost childlike sense of playfulness and curiosity. While their published versions are no longer on record, the memories remained powerful. Several of the involved parties began looking for answers that year.

In early 2006, the collaboration had accumulated nearly two dozen documents dating between the 12th century and present day, spanning 4 continents. In almost all cases, the stories were identical. I’ve been in contact with a member of this group and was able to get some excerpts from their upcoming book."

"Found in the same wooden box were two empty envelopes addressed to William and Rose, and one loose personal letter with no envelope:"

"As I prepare to take my life, I feel it necessary to assuage any guilt or pain I have introduced through this act. It is not the fault of anyone other than him. For once I awoke and felt his presence. And once I awoke and saw his form. Once again I awoke and heard his voice, and looked into his eyes. I cannot sleep without fear of what I might next awake to experience. I cannot ever wake. Goodbye."

"Dearest Linnie, I have prayed for you. He spoke your name"

"I have experience the greatest terror. I have experienced the greatest terror. I have experienced the greatest terror. I see his eyes when I close mine. They are hollow. Black. They saw me and pierced me. His wet hand. I will not sleep. His voice (unintelligible audio)"

"He came to me in my sleep. From the foot of my bed I felt a sensation. He took everything. We must return to England. We shall not return here again at the request of the Rake"

"Clara!!!! Justin!!!! Time for bed!!!!"

"(scared) Honey, wake up. There's.......There's something in the room with us."

"(panicked) Justin!! Are you and your sister okay in here?!?!?!"

"(tired, sleepy) *Yawn* That drive home from Canada took longer than I thought it would have."

"(groggy) Babe....You're just tired......You're seeing things"

"(terrified) Oh my God, Clara!!!! Dave, get her to the E.R.!!!!!!"

"Aww can't we just stay up a little longer, Daddy?"

"No, we didn't hear anything"

"(Badly injured, dying) He.......Is.......The....Rake"

"But we're not *Yawn* sleepy"

"Yea, Dad, we're fine"

"Mom, what happened to Dad and Clara?"

"Ahhh, so you're Jennifer. Nice to finally meet you"

"So it told your daughter he was The Rake as well? it did the same thing with my son"

"(sad/hushed tone) My son and I came home from a fishing trip, caught ourselves a mother load. My wife was cleaning them when she heard a noise coming from outside, she told me about it but we thought it must have been a raccoon or squirrel. Later that night we heard a scream coming from my sons bed room, we ran in there to find this.....naked man lizard, whatever the hell it was, clawing away at my son, I grabbed my rifle at fired two shots at it, I missed both times, it crawled out of the window and ran into the woods. we rushed to help our son but it was too late, his guts were completely ripped from his body. Over the next few weeks My wife had become so grief stricken over the loss of our son that one night after I came home from huntin, I found her in our bed room laying on our bed in a pool of blood and a pistol in her hand *sobbing* *sniffs* I never saw that f**kin creature again."