Hell Theater
The Rakes

Creepypasta tells the story of eyewitnesses who saw a mysterious creature dubbed “The Rake”. Often, his presence brought death. A child is trying to find his mother, who is also one of the eyewitnesses of the sighting of “The Rake”. What he will discover is a terrible story that will haunt him for life.

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During the summer of 2003, strange occurrences took place along the northeastern United States, involving sightings of strange human-like creatures seen before power outages. The news shocked the media and society at the time. But there is not much information left. Because mysteriously, all the online news and written records from eyewitnesses about the creature suddenly disappeared.

Some of the testimony came from eyewitnesses living in the suburbs of New York. They recount their encounter with a creature of unknown origin. Eyewitness emotions are mixed, ranging from trauma and uncomfortable feelings to curiosity about the existence of the creature. Although the physical records of their testimony are no longer to be found, their memory of the event still survives. Some parties, especially victims, began to try to find answers to what had happened to them that year.

By 2006, the investigation had collected nearly two dozen documents dated from the 12th century to the present, covering records from 4 continents. In almost all cases, all stories are identical. I have managed to make contact with members of this fact-finding group and was allowed to see document2 which they will later compile into a book titled “The Rake”. I have my own personal motive for searching for this creature. And finding this document2 is true2 means something to me.

Here are some of them.

Record of suicide: 1964

Right now I'm getting ready to take my life. I feel the need to do it. I understand the pain and suffering my family would go through if I did. But I want everyone to know, it's all because of his mistake! One night when I woke up, I felt his presence. The next night I woke up and saw the shape. The next night I woke up and heard her voice. The next night I woke up and looked into his eyes. I can't sleep with this kind of fear. I don't know what would happen if I woke up tonight. I knew I wouldn't wake up again. Goodby.

A journal (translated from Spanish): 1880

I have experienced the most terrible terror. I have experienced the most terrible terror. I have experienced the most terrible terror. I saw it with my own eyes. The eyes are empty. Darkened. Blacker. His eyes saw me and stabbed me. Wet hands. I'm not going to sleep. His voice ... (the journal is ripped here).

Diary (Log) Ship: 1691

He came while I slept. From the foot of my bed I felt his presence. He took everything. We have to go back to England. We can't go back here. This is the Rake's request.

I was excited to read the next letter. This is my mother's handwriting. For this reason I have searched so far.

Witness record: 2006

Three years ago, I had just returned from our holiday trip to Niagara with my family on the 4th of July. We were so tired from the long journey, that my husband and I fell asleep as soon as we put the children to bed.

Around 4am, I woke up feeling my husband get out of bed to use the bathroom. I used that time to pull the blanket over my body, but he woke up to it. I apologized and said I thought he was awake. When he turned his head towards me, he seemed to gasp and pull his leg from the end of the bed so quickly that his knee almost dropped me from the bed. He then grabbed me and said nothing.

My husband peered between his arms and knees. He was curled up like a fetus, occasionally glancing at me before then staring back at the creature. With a barely noticeable movement, the creature crept to the side of the bed and crawled over my husband's body. He was only a few feet away from my husband's face. The creature was silent for about 30 seconds (or maybe 5 seconds because time seemed to run very long at that time) while continuing to look at my husband's face. The creature then placed his hands on my husband's knees and ran down the hallway, towards the children's bedroom.

I screamed and ran as fast as I could to push the light switch. I tried to stop him before he hurt my children.

When I reached the hallway, I saw him curling up and bending about 6 meters from where I was standing. It was dark and there was only light from my bedroom, yet I could see his face covered in blood as he turned towards me. I immediately pressed the light button in the hallway and saw my daughter, Clara.

The creature ran with all four legs down the stairs while my husband and I immediately rushed to help our daughter. He was severely injured and whispered a word before fainting.

“Ia is ... The Rake ..”

My husband immediately ran her to the hospital. That was the last time I saw them both. My husband's car plunged into the lake, either because of an accident or my husband did it deliberately. They didn't survive.

Living in a small town made news of the tragedy that befell us spread very quickly. The police were very helpful at first and journalists were also very interested in this news. However, our story2 was never published in the newspapers and our interview with a local reporter was never aired.

For a few months, my son Justin and I stayed at my parents' house. After we decided to go home, I started looking for answers to all of this alone. I finally found a man in a neighboring town who had also experienced the same thing. We met and he began to recount the terrible experiences he had. He knew some people in New York also saw the creature and called it “The Rake”.

It took me two years to gather evidence of the creature's existence. News from the internet did not help at all, but I managed to collect old records about the creature. No one has given any details about the origin of this creature. It is possible that this creature is older than these records.

However, I learned one thing about these notes. Often, the creature's visit is not the only one. He will make a series of visits, not just once, to the people he targets. And strangely, they mentioned the names ... nama2 which would later be visited by the creature. My daughter's name is one of them. This makes me wonder, was The Rake's visit that night not the first?

And not the last one?

I turned on the digital recorder next to my bed and let it record all night, every night, for two weeks. By the end of the second week, I was able to discern the sounds I made when I rolled over the bed, the creaking of the bed as I moved above, the second of the hour, and other sounds from outside the house, such as dogs barking, grilled grasshoppers, birds, or cats.

But on the first day of the third week, another voice began to be recorded. Sounded a shrill voice. I know for sure, it's The Rake. I could never hear him for too long to understand what he was trying to say. I never let anyone listen to him but me. All I know is that I heard that voice when it spoke to my husband the night it happened. Strangely enough, I had never heard any sound that night before. But for reasons unknown to me, the sound in the tape reminds me of what happened that night.

I haven't seen that thing since it ruined my life. I left Justin to my parents, worried that he would get hurt if he was involved in my investigation.

I never saw the creature, but I know it was always in my room while I slept. I knew he was watching me and trying to talk to me.

What I'm really worried about is not one day opening my eyes and seeing that thing staring at me.

But because he started to mention my son, Justin.