@simon_ast: Inspiré de faits réels

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stardash_81
Stardash :
"comme les chamans"
2026-09-04 16:39:29
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y.c952
⃟ 𝖄 :
Les 12 personnes qui reste c’est les cantiniers
2026-09-04 22:19:33
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imoctaling
𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐚 :
On est passé de 500 à 40 c’est même pas une vanne
2026-09-05 11:30:53
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bcyamx
Maxime 🦆✨️ :
bonus : si ton voisin utilise son ordi, il met la luminosité à 0 pour pas que tu regarded
2026-09-04 17:05:46
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l.a_maya
🌸 Another One 🎐 :
La blague de gros nullos en L1 « J’espère que vous n'êtes pas de gauche, ici c’est un cours de droit.» Le malaise... Et TOUS LES PROFS l'ont fait.
2026-09-04 19:37:48
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h_in_hec
Hugues_in_Hec :
Encore une master class jai bien peur
2026-09-04 16:14:53
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pj_067
Захаев :
Mdr le crous c’est toujours des frites
2026-09-04 16:34:33
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el1asfrr
3lias :
On mémorise comme les chaman 🤣🤣🤣
2026-09-04 19:19:43
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d.anaishg88
αδ :
C archi drole
2026-09-04 19:28:40
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p_nzk
p_nzk :
moi le trucs le plus fou qu'on m'ai dis a la fac c'est un prof qui te sort "a la fin du semestre vous ne saurez pas ce dont on va parler, vous ne pourrez pas le définir, en parler ou l'expliquer". d'accord donc je viens en cours pour rien apprendre ta grande tente??? (oui c'est fait exprès)
2026-09-06 02:35:17
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dminthetrain
B🅰️GHEERA🇩🇲 :
Mets du respect sur la gratin de banane
2026-09-05 01:46:33
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vanxsa_cnrx
Vanesa :
Refais le mais en exagérant stp 😂
2026-09-04 17:50:41
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king.godthe
G.19🌟 :
Il vient de définir ma première semaine de L1
2026-09-05 06:03:41
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iliosetsesconneries
Ilios ✨ :
le paiement juste en izly c'est tellement réel
2026-09-05 12:40:02
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I was the only person working at Wendy’s that night. At 2:13 a.m., the drive-thru speaker clicked on. I froze. “Welcome to Wendy’s,” I said. Nothing. Then I heard breathing. Slow. Close. I looked through the window. The drive-thru lane was empty. I laughed it off and went back to cleaning the fry station. A minute later, the receipt printer started. Brrrrt. One receipt. I picked it up. There was no order number. No food. Just one line. DON’T LOOK AT THE CAMERA. I stared at it. Then the security monitor flickered. Camera 4 showed the drive-thru. Empty. Camera 5 showed the parking lot. Empty. Camera 6 showed the back door. Empty. I looked at Camera 3. The dining room. Someone was standing beside the soda machine. I spun around. Nothing. I looked back at the screen. The figure was still there. Tall. Too tall. Its head nearly touched the ceiling. I grabbed my phone. My manager had texted me. You need to leave. Now. I called him. He answered immediately. “Where are you?” “At home.” I looked at the security monitor. The figure had moved. It was standing behind the counter. I was standing behind the counter. I slowly turned. Nothing. Then the headset clicked on. A whisper came through. “Daniel.” I stopped breathing. Nobody at work knew my name was Daniel. The whisper came again. “Daniel.” I backed toward the kitchen. The walk-in freezer door opened. Just a crack. Cold air spilled across the floor. I knew I had closed it. I watched the gap. A pale hand slowly appeared around the edge. The fingers were far too long. I ran. I locked myself in the office and called 911. While I waited, something walked through the restaurant. Step. Step. Step. It stopped outside the office. Then the doorknob turned. I held my breath. The knob stopped moving. My phone vibrated. A message from my manager. Whatever happens, do not answer it. I stared at the door. Something scratched the other side. Then my own voice spoke through the door. “Daniel, open up.” I nearly screamed. The police arrived six minutes later. They searched the building. Nothing. No broken doors. No footprints. No one hiding inside. The officer showed me the security footage. I watched myself running into the office. Then I watched the thing follow me. It looked exactly like me. Same uniform. Same face. Same movements. Except it never touched the floor. It floated behind me. The officer paused the video. “Is that you?” I shook my head. He looked confused. Then he rewound the footage. We watched it again. This time I noticed something I hadn’t seen before. The thing entered the restaurant at 1:47 a.m. Twenty-six minutes before I did. The officer stared at the screen. Then my phone vibrated. A new text appeared. From my manager. Daniel, I just watched the footage. You were never alone in that building. Another message arrived. Neither was I. #creepy #scarystories #scary #fyp #HorrorTok
I was the only person working at Wendy’s that night. At 2:13 a.m., the drive-thru speaker clicked on. I froze. “Welcome to Wendy’s,” I said. Nothing. Then I heard breathing. Slow. Close. I looked through the window. The drive-thru lane was empty. I laughed it off and went back to cleaning the fry station. A minute later, the receipt printer started. Brrrrt. One receipt. I picked it up. There was no order number. No food. Just one line. DON’T LOOK AT THE CAMERA. I stared at it. Then the security monitor flickered. Camera 4 showed the drive-thru. Empty. Camera 5 showed the parking lot. Empty. Camera 6 showed the back door. Empty. I looked at Camera 3. The dining room. Someone was standing beside the soda machine. I spun around. Nothing. I looked back at the screen. The figure was still there. Tall. Too tall. Its head nearly touched the ceiling. I grabbed my phone. My manager had texted me. You need to leave. Now. I called him. He answered immediately. “Where are you?” “At home.” I looked at the security monitor. The figure had moved. It was standing behind the counter. I was standing behind the counter. I slowly turned. Nothing. Then the headset clicked on. A whisper came through. “Daniel.” I stopped breathing. Nobody at work knew my name was Daniel. The whisper came again. “Daniel.” I backed toward the kitchen. The walk-in freezer door opened. Just a crack. Cold air spilled across the floor. I knew I had closed it. I watched the gap. A pale hand slowly appeared around the edge. The fingers were far too long. I ran. I locked myself in the office and called 911. While I waited, something walked through the restaurant. Step. Step. Step. It stopped outside the office. Then the doorknob turned. I held my breath. The knob stopped moving. My phone vibrated. A message from my manager. Whatever happens, do not answer it. I stared at the door. Something scratched the other side. Then my own voice spoke through the door. “Daniel, open up.” I nearly screamed. The police arrived six minutes later. They searched the building. Nothing. No broken doors. No footprints. No one hiding inside. The officer showed me the security footage. I watched myself running into the office. Then I watched the thing follow me. It looked exactly like me. Same uniform. Same face. Same movements. Except it never touched the floor. It floated behind me. The officer paused the video. “Is that you?” I shook my head. He looked confused. Then he rewound the footage. We watched it again. This time I noticed something I hadn’t seen before. The thing entered the restaurant at 1:47 a.m. Twenty-six minutes before I did. The officer stared at the screen. Then my phone vibrated. A new text appeared. From my manager. Daniel, I just watched the footage. You were never alone in that building. Another message arrived. Neither was I. #creepy #scarystories #scary #fyp #HorrorTok

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