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Nick Vanill
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原文 https://www.deviantart.com/ghostfacenikol/art/CreepyPasta-Story-Nick-Vanill-521375394 メモ:referenceの和訳もお願いします "Last Trains depart after four minutes. " I stood and waited for an oncoming train from far away. There were no people around, I probably was the only one person at second hour of the night that could take the train. A couple of minutes, the train stopped, but not on my stop because the train needs to overpass the two stations. I directed my attention to the man, who went to the same wagon, where I was, but this person sat down at the completely opposite side from where I was sitting. Due to the darkness, I could not tell exactly who he or she was, very interesting though, perhaps familiar person? (I'm really tired watching a guy and blame him? As normal person after the hard work of returning he is pretty tired too like me.) But something made me feel exceedingly uncomfortable. I turned around and noticed how the same passenger sat much closer, from where he used to sit. From the much closer distance, I could see it was a male. I turned away from him. Calm down, I dared to tell myself that. But something was telling me to turn around. I slowly directed my view towards the place where the stranger sat. My eye pupils expeditiously dilated with fear - he was sitting behind me. "Nolo's Countryside. '' Only I heard my station, I abruptly jumped out of place and started running towards the door. When I ran out of the train I looked directly into the window where he sat and it was strange in the fact that he did not motion after my reaction, he hasn't even look out the window. Just went on on his train to his next station. I heard the steps. After such adventures in a train everything was so concerned and frightening. As soon as possible I stood up and walked towards my aptartament where I lived, and of course, thanks to God steps disappeared. Climbing to the third floor, I started to look for my keys to my apartment, but could not find it. Then I heard the same steps, it prompted my heart rapidly beating. "Back off!" I yelled. I shook my head, it's just my elderly neighbor who lives in the same floor as me. "I am very sorry, Mrs. Elizabeth!" "Do not worry, child, I thought you're sleep walking like me lately?" "No, I was with my mother. I visited the hospital, but unfortunately the nurse asked me to leave because the rules do not allow to stay." "Ah, I see. Good night, Anna?" "Goodnight, perhaps I can visit you tommorrow?" I went into my apartment and tested if my door is locked or not. I would not like to see that train lover visiting me. I felt vibrations of my phone, I quickly stood up and picked up the phone and it was my best friend, Jane and as always she took her time to tell me various nonsense stories about her weekend. Boring. I only remembered the incident on the train and I suddenly interrupted her stories. "Listen, Yesterday I drove from the hospital to visit my mother and after it I was in a train and you know what? Some kind of mentally Ill man drew near to me until I saw him sitting right behind me, thanks to God the train just stopped at my station I ran and notice how he did not move from his place to chase me, he even didn't look out of the window. " "Probably just a pedo haha." "Listen, Jane, it's not funny." "Listen, forget about that creep you saw out there." "Jane, can you at least be a little bit serious towards these situations?" "I am serious! Wait... someone rang on my door, I have to go, bye! " I sighed. I could probably just clean up my own place right now. I went through the corridor, looking for the broom. I noticed a letter, lying down on the door's welcoming carpet. I raised it up and opened. "Open the door." I blinked. Wait a second. Why should I? I looked through the peephole, but surprisingly everything was dark. Probably there was something sticked on the door's aperture. I slowly opened the door, even though it was really foolish of me to do, without any kind of weapon, just in case to defend my self. Crash *"Who is there?" I heard the noise from the kitchen firm, then loud steps, so I began to approach towards the kitchen. My lips began to tremble with fear as I remembered, that I forgot to lock the door! "I have a dreams of a strange guy. Sometimes it seems that my dreams are real. I stopped reading when I heard something breathing behind me. I was yet scared and confused and I just stood there, but my courage won against fear and I turned around but there was nothing. This is it, I am becoming paranoid. I thought. When I was about to turn and continue reading my neighbour's papers- Someone grabbed me right in front. "He is here." My eyes widen. It was Elizabeth, she was shaking me. I was not able to understand how substance she was covered in her own blood and her both eyes had two small syringes sticking out of them. I was on my way to the exit until I felt myself bumping into someone, I fell on the ground like a lifeless body. He leaned closer and asked me. "Are you scared?" I blinked at his question, I didn't knew what to say... even after all this he can just ask some stupid question about how I feel and everything ? "No, I am not. Neither of you." He slightly smiled and fixed his black beanie that covers half of his hair. "I might not be scary, but I do scary things, right Anna?" His answear made my green pupils go wide, everything was like a game to him. "Oh, so rude of me. I know your name and you don't know mine! Nick Vanill." Why was he even saying that to me, did I looked like I care about him right now? "She's awake!" I opened my dizzy eyes to face a bunch of people. They all started to surround me I was almost lying on a chair. "Anna Fost, you're blamed due the huge amount of proof of stealing and hiding stolen jewelry. Phones and many more from innocent people you have killed. You always escape without being judged and trapped in the prison. Every killed human body has your finger tips prints, even your hair was found almost on every body and it was confirmed on DNA test. And the latest victim was Elizabeth Kelins, you tend to hide stolen items in her house and yet you decided to stab her in the eyes with your syringes. You probably think you can just blame all your dirty job on elderly woman?" I froze, wasn't everything done by the guy I met that night? "Wait! It was all him! The men that was mentioned in Elizabeth's diary! He did all of this and blamed me instead!" "He was just her dream and your chance to blame." |