The creature that haunts your mind.

[Caligulove]

It has no shape, it's simply a mass or something too large that I can even comprehend, hidden in the darkest reaches of the great deep parts of the world. I look down and see nothing but murky black. When I realize it is staring at me- and it only stares at me, either with no eyes or with millions of eyes, even without physical eyes it somehow is transfixed on my and my every motion, seeing me from miles underwater and great amounts of pressure- it looks back. I have never seen it and I would die of shock before I could accurately describe it to you, should it ever reveal itself or surface. I dont even know if its malevolent- I know nothing of its nature- but the meer thought of it sends shivers up my spine.


It's really why sea monster stories and the Cthulhu mythos REALLY got to me haha.

 

[Throwitawaynow]

Dead chicks that can hide in cupboards, or wait outside the bathroom for you to open it.

 

[Nouw]

It's a monster that travels through colour, if you come into it's presence it will enter into your body and will eat you.

Something I thought up just now. Think inkblots >.>

 

[The_Eskimo]

My ex....

 

[Irony's Acolyte]

SCP-176. There is nothing scarier.

I believe you mean SCP-173.

Spoiler: And yes that thing is quite creepy, especially when you read about it.

Well I generally don't have nightmares (thank the gods) so I don't really seem to have a consistent being that seems to haunt me. There are a couple things that do freak me out a lot.

One is Slenderman. I've been freaked out by him for quite some time and I'll even get a bit paranoid when it's the day. For those of you that don't know Slenderman is a bit of creepy-pasta that details a strange being that is tall, slender, and seemingly without facial features. He's capable of killing people in very odd ways and seems to have weird tenticle appendages. It's also possible that the more you think of him, the more likely he is to start stalking you.

Spoiler: Now just don't think about him...

The other is SCP-517 [http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-517]. That thing is pretty creepy as well. Of course, so are alot of SCPs and you probably don't want to go looking through them late at night when most of the lights are out and everyone else is asleep.

 

[PhunkyPhazon]

It's really just a giant spider. I can't think of anything that would horrify me more than that.

 

[FileDeleted]

It looks exactly like a langolier...

Giant Ape teticles?

OT: I can't think of a creature that haunts my mind because I'm a little too focused on the internal like parasites or prions those are scary.

 

[Ravison]

When I was but a small child, and still afraid of the dark, I had a fear of this evil demonic anthropomorphic giant cobra thing, probably the result of my upbringing in Christian circles.

That's probably the best I can do without describing the creature from Amnesia: The Dark Descent and trying to pass it off as original.

Seriously, that thing scares me. Also, the Steel Inquisitors from Mistborn: The Final Empire.

 

[Ravison]

An eternity of nothing. The idea that after death, there is eternal emptiness and silence. You can't even move because you have no physical body. You can't see, hear, say or do anything, but you are aware of every single second of it.

That would be kinda unfortunate. On the other hand, eternal dreamless sleep would be hot.

 

[Atheist.]

Tentacle monsters. Jesus. My butt clenches every time I see one. Could you imagine something worse than being violently molested by something like that? *Shudder*

 

[Devious Boomer]

Monsters don't really scare me anymore. Thanks, horror games and dead things lying in the street!
The things which scare me most are in fact human (or not, depending on your definition).
One of the worst nightmares I've had is witnessing a man murdering two attractive young women, decapitating them, mutilating their remains and basically revelling and playing around in all the gore. All presented in shocking anatomical accuracy in regards to how the body takes to being hacked up. Now that man's a monster.
God damn. I sat there for half an hour that morning just to wipe the dream from my head.

Speaking of nightmares, I've been having them every day this past month. FFS. What can't I just have nice things?

 

[IxionIndustries]

A foul beast that must be spawned of my own mentality? Why of course.

In the mountains of my mind, there lives a sickening creature. A wicked entity, not quite a person, but not quite animal. Not quite anything really. Clad in skin-tight leather, muscles and tumors pulsating beneath, difficult to tell which is which. A black-feathered raven head sitting precariously upon it's shoulders with glowing blue eyes, as deep in hue as a madman's rage. He comes like a knife in the dark towards a single heartbeat, feasting upon the energy of what once was, and the pleasure of the kill.
Many have tried to slay him, becoming memories that even history has forgotten.
Things aren't right when the crow-man walks. The ground forgets that it was ever there, leaving people to step into pits of never-there. Ice turns to flame, weapons to rust, food to serpents.
He is a wandering anomaly. Often he keeps prisoners, destined to be tortured by his abominable existence. He points a finger at a man, and he is reduced to ash, or he sprouts fur and vomits, or he turns into livestock.
...And the crow-man derives pleasure from it. Within whatever fetid hole he calls home, the crow-man hosts orgies of tortured souls and townsfolk, who seem to change at his every whim. There is no shame. No fear. Simply the ravenous lust as men turn to women, women into animals, animals into plants, and plants into dust. Their shapes morph in an entrancing ebb and flow. All at the whim of the crow-man.

He is the lord of magic, Anam'Nevar. Mana Raven

 

[MFenix]

Already thought of this when I was kid.
Terrified of a made up ventriloquist dummy I dubbed He-He (like laughing hehe) cause that's all he said. (until a while later)
Well He-He lived under my toybox and he was a red head with slick hair and he always wore a tuxedo. And he tortured me and jumped out of places I knew he was but he was still terrifying.

 

[digipinky75910]

I once tried to imagine what the most evil thing possible might appear to be. I decided it would be a thing who's very existence alone caused suffering. So I pictured an adorable little girl possessed by satan or a demon or something.

 

[nomad240]

My monster is a creature of darkness. it's small, it's almost invisbile but it likes to cut... it's presence is that of a mammoth, crushing and terrifiying up close. but it breezes through the tightest locks to keep on cutting. it see's you eternally feasting upon you pain as it keeps cutting and cutting the feeling of it crushing your screams leaving your mind trapped as it cuts and carves, flaying skin and meat like a fish monger at the store. but it keeps cutting toying with the nerves making you feel every second of the pain while it laps up your muffled screams and when your flesh turns cold and the life dims from your eyes it keeps cutting. until you awake not a mark on you your mind stuck reliving every cut and stroke.

 

[vid87]

Officially the thing that haunts me is The Dark Sun from Disgaea 2: a giant red ball of evil floating in a blood-colored void that SMILES at you with pupil-less, molten eyes and rows of fangs.

My creation: a short, gremlin-like creature that watches you as you sleep. When you awake, the very first thing you see is him staring at you with a rictus smile (really wide, wider than the Joker's) and giant white eyes with pupils the size of pinheads. Slowly, the white in his eyes turns to red, and he uses his long claws to gently scratch perforation lines in your neck to make a better target when he starts slashing....

Nighty night

 

[TakerFoxx]

Off the top of my head?

Little boy, about eight to ten years old. Red messy hair, dressed in clothes that look like he pulled them from the dumpster. Wide happy smile, with sharp, rotten, yellow teeth. And covered from head to toe in large, orange boils. Fingernails about a foot long.

At his feet are two human corpses, completely picked clean of flesh.

Little fucker showed up in my dreams when I was twelve, hasn't left since.

 

[Emilin_Rose]

It was human at one point in time, mutating into some horrifying monster, whose skin is intermixed with the showing, bleeding muscles. It can see, hear, and will most definitely kill you with those teeth.

I'm not going to go any farther because i'm tired though. I'd like to sleep tonight.

 

[Zenomorph]

....why would you do such a thing as to make me think about this......a ventriloquist Dummy with those horrible eyes that follow you around the room and somehow ... the leering gaze somehow follows you through the walls, and that smile....that smile that never stops, a veneer of friendliness covering up the underlying horror and unthinkable evil.......now I'm going to be looking over my shoulder for the rest of the week thanks.

and if any of you are wondering the phobia that i have is Autonomatonophobia the fear of things like ventriloquist dummies and wax sculptures pretty much anything that impersonates sentience.

 

[Levitas1234]

uhm, you see it come from the corner of an alley, and it's a shady figure so far, what looks like a hunchbacked werewolf flailing sword shadow becomes visable and you can't see it's face, because it's draped with rags and slowing hunches over. It's also spining scythes, hence the flailing sword shadow and has a hunch back.

It's fucking terrifying, you're toking a bowl in an alley and you see the shadow then a hunchbacked shaddy figure, flailing scythes slowly comes towards you.