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ridhosonde
ridhosonde :
sama kyk di setu jam 8 mlm udh sepi jalanannya
2024-10-01 13:08:22
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yadi_capslock
💫 Yadi_Capslock ll 198.. :
kapook gw bang,, kaga ada manusianya klo lwt mlm.. padahal baru jam 20.00 😭😭
2024-09-30 12:44:04
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alawiyahrahim
الويه رحم :
ga kebayang, pesan gofood karna laper, kasihan abang ojolnya ga sih. 😭
2024-09-30 18:47:27
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nurhayatii280
nurhayatii280 :
ini kampung kita😂
2024-10-20 05:22:48
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a_kocay02
a kocay :
iseng ah bang
2024-10-21 15:03:48
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intan.azqia.chann
Intan azqia channel :
pada dapet gusuran tol langsung bangun rumah wkwk
2024-10-26 09:11:57
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dugong...id
dugong sawah 🛑 :
pas mao matahari terbit a kaya suasana jama dulu
2024-09-30 12:06:53
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mposofie
yan melbet :
ga tau tak ka klo jln mlm" lwt sini... ttp ati" sllu ka 🙏
2024-09-30 12:21:13
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anay646
Anay :
pernah ke sini mlm2 jam 9 GX ada orang yg lewat tp Alhamdulillah
2024-09-30 17:00:36
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bang_zagad
bang zagad :
deg deg ser ini kalo bukan orang yang biasa lewat sini...
2024-10-20 12:30:13
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doimarkeu
mieayang :
tanjakan jean
2024-10-06 04:55:11
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just.mine_audrey
Fateema huang :
takut ad begal
2025-08-21 03:22:14
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.asm..official.com
(.ASM.) Official.com :
ini jalan yg mau kerumah si yandi ni😅😅😅
2024-10-31 01:26:09
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vionitan.28
vionitan 28 :
ya ampun sepi bet itu jalanan mas yang pas pertma vidio gelap gulita
2025-07-16 16:14:04
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san_setiawan7
SAN setia :
siang aja sepi apalagi malem🥺🥺🥺
2024-10-27 17:16:33
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dzunankalijaga
Raden'sDzunankalijaga :
nih arah mo k rumah si Maryam N
2024-10-30 17:00:41
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sdood_99
tuti stood :
asli situ bang...skr udh ada pelebaran jalan tol tetep aj sepi serem😳
2024-10-21 15:07:35
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ujualfian
uju Alifi :
suasana bgini sperti nya daera mustika persis
2024-10-24 16:31:00
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dik_yy14
Dik Yyy :
izin repost ya min
2026-09-12 15:28:04
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enkong17
Musa :
nah gtu ta
2024-09-30 14:38:08
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user1346811041841
user1346811041841 :
sy merasa dibawa kembali ketahun 70n 😱 jaman sy anak2 dikejar hantu banaspati
2024-10-22 14:55:55
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coffe_mocafrio
GoodDayFreeze_ :
@Chitato🦋 jean wkwk
2024-11-01 00:33:40
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edi.aqsa
Ediaksa :
😳
2025-10-05 17:06:31
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chell20103
chell2010 :
😁😁😁
2025-02-19 00:17:13
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2025-02-16 12:46:20
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Theopetra Cave had sheltered humans for thousands of generations. Fires had burned beneath its stone ceiling, children had slept against its walls, and ancient footprints had hardened into the dust. But some footprints did not belong to humans. During an excavation, an archaeologist discovered a narrow passage hidden behind a collapsed section of limestone. Crawling inside, he entered a tunnel untouched by daylight for thousands of years. The passage descended deep into the mountain. The air grew colder, and his lamp revealed strange footprints in the dust. They resembled human prints, except they were impossibly long and narrow. Then he noticed something disturbing. The footprints pointed toward him. He continued until the tunnel opened into a chamber covered in hundreds of scratches. At its centre stood a circle of blackened stones surrounding a shallow depression filled with small bones, carefully arranged like sleeping children. Beneath them, carved into the limestone, was a shape resembling a doorway. He photographed everything and returned with a team the following morning. But the passage seemed narrower, and the chamber lay farther away than his measurements indicated. The bones had vanished. Only the blackened stones remained, strangely warm to the touch. Unable to forget the footprints, the archaeologist examined photographs from earlier excavations. In one image, taken years before his discovery, he spotted the same strange impression near the cave entrance. Behind it stood a tall figure with impossibly long limbs and a head nearly touching the ceiling. The figure had never appeared in the original field notes. That night, he returned alone. The hidden passage stood open. From deep inside came the sound of stones scraping together. He crawled downward, breathing air that smelled of ancient smoke. His lamp flickered as he entered the chamber. Something crouched inside the blackened circle. Its skin was grey as limestone, and its folded limbs seemed far too long for its body. Its face was smooth except for a vertical slit stretching from forehead to chin. The slit slowly opened. Inside was a darkness deeper than the cave itself. The archaeologist turned to flee, but the passage behind him had become a solid wall. The creature rose. Its head struck the ceiling, yet it continued unfolding, its spine bending in ways no living skeleton could endure. Then it stepped forward. Fresh footprints appeared in the dust, one after another, approaching him. His lamp went out. By morning, the cave was silent. Searchers found his equipment beside a trail of footprints leading directly into solid rock. There were no prints coming back. Years later, another excavation uncovered a thin layer of ash beneath the ancient floor. Within it lay a perfectly preserved human footprint. Beside it was another impression, far larger, with six elongated toes. Both prints faced the entrance. Deep beneath the stone, something scratched patiently at the earth. It had waited thousands of years. And it was waiting still. #writer #scary #story #body #mountain
Theopetra Cave had sheltered humans for thousands of generations. Fires had burned beneath its stone ceiling, children had slept against its walls, and ancient footprints had hardened into the dust. But some footprints did not belong to humans. During an excavation, an archaeologist discovered a narrow passage hidden behind a collapsed section of limestone. Crawling inside, he entered a tunnel untouched by daylight for thousands of years. The passage descended deep into the mountain. The air grew colder, and his lamp revealed strange footprints in the dust. They resembled human prints, except they were impossibly long and narrow. Then he noticed something disturbing. The footprints pointed toward him. He continued until the tunnel opened into a chamber covered in hundreds of scratches. At its centre stood a circle of blackened stones surrounding a shallow depression filled with small bones, carefully arranged like sleeping children. Beneath them, carved into the limestone, was a shape resembling a doorway. He photographed everything and returned with a team the following morning. But the passage seemed narrower, and the chamber lay farther away than his measurements indicated. The bones had vanished. Only the blackened stones remained, strangely warm to the touch. Unable to forget the footprints, the archaeologist examined photographs from earlier excavations. In one image, taken years before his discovery, he spotted the same strange impression near the cave entrance. Behind it stood a tall figure with impossibly long limbs and a head nearly touching the ceiling. The figure had never appeared in the original field notes. That night, he returned alone. The hidden passage stood open. From deep inside came the sound of stones scraping together. He crawled downward, breathing air that smelled of ancient smoke. His lamp flickered as he entered the chamber. Something crouched inside the blackened circle. Its skin was grey as limestone, and its folded limbs seemed far too long for its body. Its face was smooth except for a vertical slit stretching from forehead to chin. The slit slowly opened. Inside was a darkness deeper than the cave itself. The archaeologist turned to flee, but the passage behind him had become a solid wall. The creature rose. Its head struck the ceiling, yet it continued unfolding, its spine bending in ways no living skeleton could endure. Then it stepped forward. Fresh footprints appeared in the dust, one after another, approaching him. His lamp went out. By morning, the cave was silent. Searchers found his equipment beside a trail of footprints leading directly into solid rock. There were no prints coming back. Years later, another excavation uncovered a thin layer of ash beneath the ancient floor. Within it lay a perfectly preserved human footprint. Beside it was another impression, far larger, with six elongated toes. Both prints faced the entrance. Deep beneath the stone, something scratched patiently at the earth. It had waited thousands of years. And it was waiting still. #writer #scary #story #body #mountain

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