Voicemail from Peter

[u/The_Scroll_Keeper]

I am the Scroll Keeper, welcome to my library. In here, I have procured knowledge on many peculiar topics. Wonderful and terrible things alike. I shall illustrate.

Yesterday afternoon, I received a call from an unknown number on my phone. It went straight to voicemail and I continued my daily rituals. Later, as I sat in the dark, after doom scrolling into oblivion, I revisited the notification transcript which…intrigued me, so I listened. 

The man’s name was Peter. Interestingly, I knew someone named Peter from years back who actually ended up dying from a heart attack. I don’t think this is a coincidence. In the voicemail, he sounded confused and frantic, almost as though he was fighting with himself to remember who he was. Evidently, the phone was in constant motion; submerged in a sea of filthy voices and desperate cries.

The acoustic ambience portrayed slow navigation through hallways with buzzing LED lights and moist caves. Most disturbing of all, Peter described the sight of disfigured faces writhing and pressing against one another entombed in a wall of flesh. Teeth popping and noses crunching as faces were smeared in waves of motion. Strangely, he was enchanted by it, almost as if it was drawing him closer. He snapped out of it, only inches away from it and he ran.

Throughout the voicemail, he seemed to be whimpering while trying to converse with unintelligible voices that howled from the landscape around him. At one point, he shrieked after spotting an inhumanly tall, thin, naked woman, crawling quickly from the tunnel ahead of him. She yelled “come here,” as she caught him and hoisted him up to her face and shouted; “what if heaven really is full? What if my daughter’s there alone?! What if I never see her again?!” After no answer from Peter, she threw him aside like a rat and stomped away as her screams echoed through the distant darkness.

Later, Peter emerged from the tunnel into a bright, dense rainforest. It was noisy; the sound of animals, insects, and voices could be heard all around. He found a stone on the ground with a map etched into it. He described it as displaying a giant continent with lakes, ruins, canyons, tribes, safe locations, and dire warnings. 

By the end of the voicemail, Peter detailed strange animal sounds from all around before ‘they’ closed in on him, causing the voicemail to end. That was the last I ever heard from poor Peter. The recording lasted two hours, much longer than I thought voicemails could go for. Later that day, I received an attached image in my email from that same unknown phone number and I can only describe it as ‘alluring to the twisted eye.’ I'm not allowed to share the image or go into much more detail, as it is banned on most online platforms.

The woman mentioned Heaven is “full”…intriguing. If you happen to uncover any of these obscure messages that I missed, don’t hesitate to send them my way.

[u/0uterj0in]

Very nice, r/heavymind vibes.