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*a door opens up to a dorm room in a College campus with many news clippings of cryptids and mysteries around the room along with a hearty notebook full of notes on multiple urban legends, cryptids, and unsolved mysteries, sitting on a chair near a desk is a boy named Tyler reading a newspaper of a college girl named Stacy having a murder spree and then apparently committing suicide in the woods after getting high off a drug.*

Tyler: Wow, this is very intriguing, murders happening in the woods with the supposed killer committing suicide by hanging afterwards. I wonder if there was any cryptids involved with this……

*the door to the dorm room opens and another Tyler’s roommate Cole walks who overheard Tyler and looks at him with exasperation.*

Cole: Tyler there are no such thing as cryptids, all that stuff is just dumb tales grandparents tell to their children to scare them during bedtime. Not every murder and mystery is connected to some movie monster.

Tyler: Cole, there are so many unexplained disappearances and unknown happenings in the woods and in the alleyways at night, lots of people claim to have seen ghosts and have encountered a supernatural occurrence such as a cryptid. You just gotta look at the right spot and you will eventually find one.

*Cole squeezes his forehead frustrated that this is happening again*

Cole: Oh my god Tyler. There is no such thing as Cryptids, you’re just spouting out crazy theories for crimes committed by people and have just gotten away with it. Where even is the proof of cryptid’s?

Tyler: Many talented photographers have taken pictures of cryptids.

Cole: Ya right, those blurry staged photos of people in movie costumes. Like those are real cryptids.

Tyler: They are real, just because they are blurry does not mean it’s fake, it’s likely they where moving fast when they took the photo or where running away from the threat whiling trying to snap a picture.

Cole: Or they don’t what you to see the poorly made costumes their co-conspirators are wearing.

Tyler: You may not believe in them now but when I solve this mystery and show a cryptid is the cause your jaw will drop as I am the first man alive to prove the existence of cryptids.

Cole: Whatever dude, just don’t get mauled by a wild bear.

*Cole walks out of the dorm room as Cole studies the newspaper’s photo of the crime scene showing a plastic bag with white specks in it in a bloody campsite. Looking closer at the bag Tyler recognized it as a plastic bag of cocaine given to teens by a old man in the sewers as long as they listen to a story of his.*

Tyler: AH HA! Looks like Paul telling me about that old geezer payed off, now I know the first place I should look for clues.

*Tyler grabs his bag full of notebooks and pencils, a flashlight and his notes and heads off into the city of Madison finding a Manhole cove and removing it, climbing down into it and entering Madison’s sewer systems.*

Tyler: Man, this place sure smells terrible. Wonder why that old man lives down here.

*Tyler travels around in the sewers for awhile with his flashlight guiding him until he reaches a steel door*

Tyler: I wonder if this is the spot.

*Tyler opens the door and freezes in shock. The old man is hanging form a noose and there is incoherent scramblings in blood and chalk everywhere, seeing a open file with papers on the ground and barely making out a game of hangman n the chalkboard.*

Tyler: oh my god……………. *splash*

*Tyler hears a splash of water from his right and dashes in that direction barely seeing a roofed figure in shadows sulking away further into the sewers hearing the crackling of sticks from the direction fade as he chases after the figure until he completely lost them.*

Tyler: dang it, I lost em, it could of been a cryptid….…….. or it could of been a sewer rat. Well guess I should head back to that room to investigate and snap some photos.

*Tyler heads back to the room with the hood man hanging on a noose and snapped some photos of the room and things of interest before taking the file along with the papers on the ground and inspecting them.*

Tyler: strange, this file is labeled as The Hangman…… and all the papers inside of it seem to be related to a cryptid of the same name, it even has a photo of the thing. I am definitely taking this back with me. Now I just gotta find a way out of this sewer.

*After traveling through the sewers for awhile longer, Tyler eventually found a ladder leading out of the sewers and back into the city where he promptly used his knowledge of the area to head back to the college campus and reach his dorm room where Cole is lying in bed but is not asleep*

Cole: Tyler, you’re back. *sniff sniff* And why do you smell like shit and piss?

Tyler: I was traveling through the sewers.

Cole: why where yo- wait wait, let me guess. You were trying to find proof of a cryptid’s involvement with the murders and suicide.

Tyler: ………… maybe.

Cole: sigh, Tyler, I support you but this cryptid nonsense has got to stop.

Tyler: Cole I found REAL proof of a cryptid’s existence called The Hangman! I even have a file with all the information and photos for evidence.

Cole: Tyler, I know that whatever you have in that file is just gonna be complete conspiracy nonsense and I bet the photos don’t have any correlation with a cryptid.

Tyler: Cole you got to trust me, I’m telling the truth.

Cole: Sorry Tyler, but with all this cryptid nonsense I just can’t believe you. Now I’m going to sleep, so please don’t bother me anymore with this cryptid stuff.

*Cole grabs his blanket and covers himself in it as he turns around to face the other direction in the bed*

Tyler: I will show him that this Cryptid is real, I’ll show them all.

*as Cole sleeps, Tyler is wide awake and reading through The Hamgman’s files vigorously.*

Tyler: Now that game of hangman o the chalkboard makes sense…….. poor man invoked the curse upon himself…… wait a second, this means that thing in the sewers I heard must have been The Hangman! And seeing how Stacy or one of the other girls had one of the man’s plastic bags of cockiness with them that means one of them likely heard the tale of The Hangman and believed it to be a tall tale and accidentally invoked the curse onto them….. but without a game of hangman on the site this theory is debunked………………. Unless…….

*Tyler swiftly and quietly grabs his flashlight, bag, and camera as he sneaks out of his door room and grabs his bike to head for the Capital Springs State Recreation Area where the crime scene is. Upon reaching the site Tyler sneaks past some Guards who where sleeping on the job and sneaks into the crime scene*

Tyler: Ok just gotta find and take a picture of a game of hangman to prove my theory. Just gotta look*

*Tyler spends awhile searching thoroughly throughout the crime scene eventually finding a pile of trash nearby with a crumbled magazine in it. Opening it Tyler finds a game of hangman on the magazine likely played by the girls and he immediately takes a picture of it and fist pumps in victory, only to hear a dog barking nearby as it spotted him causing the guards to wake up*

Tyler: oh shit.

*Tyler runs away as fast as he can finding a dead bunny as he runs away and throws it at the dog to distract it as he dashes for his bike, getting on it and cycling away as the sun rises, reaching his dorm at 6:30 AM.*

Tyler: *huff*…. *puff*… man was that… *huff*…. exhausting. But it was worth it, I have all the evidence I need to prove not only The Hangman’s existence, but also his connection to the incident! *yawn* but I should get some shuteye while I can. I will work on my report when I wake up.

*Tyler heads to bed and sleeps dreaming about the fame and fortune he will get and the awards he will receive, showing proof of The Hangman’s existence. And upon waking up Tyler gets dress and immediately starts working on his report*

*A click followed metal rolling can be heard from behind*

Tyler: *turns his head around* huh?

*A small metal cylinder is rolling under the door and into the room and starts making a SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS sound as a clear gas fills the room making Tyler feel woozy*

Tyler: what… the…….. he- *thud*

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Next: -W.I.P-
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Start of Chapter 1: www.deviantart.com/meta-fan657…
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*a door opens up to a dorm room in a College campus with many news clippings of cryptids and mysteries around the room along with a hearty notebook full of notes on multiple urban legends, cryptids, and unsolved mysteries, sitting on a chair near a desk is a boy named Tyler reading a newspaper of a college girl named Stacy having a murder spree and then apparently committing suicide in the woods after getting high off a drug.*

Tyler: Wow, this is very intriguing, murders happening in the woods with the supposed killer committing suicide by hanging afterwards. I wonder if there was any cryptids involved with this……

*the door to the dorm room opens and another Tyler’s roommate Cole walks who overheard Tyler and looks at him with exasperation.*

Cole: Tyler there are no such thing as cryptids, all that stuff is just dumb tales grandparents tell to their children to scare them during bedtime. Not every murder and mystery is connected to some movie monster.

Tyler: Cole, there are so many unexplained disappearances and unknown happenings in the woods and in the alleyways at night, lots of people claim to have seen ghosts and have encountered a supernatural occurrence such as a cryptid. You just gotta look at the right spot and you will eventually find one.

*Cole squeezes his forehead frustrated that this is happening again*

Cole: Oh my god Tyler. There is no such thing as Cryptids, you’re just spouting out crazy theories for crimes committed by people and have just gotten away with it. Where even is the proof of cryptid’s?

Tyler: Many talented photographers have taken pictures of cryptids.

Cole: Ya right, those blurry staged photos of people in movie costumes. Like those are real cryptids.

Tyler: They are real, just because they are blurry does not mean it’s fake, it’s likely they where moving fast when they took the photo or where running away from the threat whiling trying to snap a picture.

Cole: Or they don’t what you to see the poorly made costumes their co-conspirators are wearing.

Tyler: You may not believe in them now but when I solve this mystery and show a cryptid is the cause your jaw will drop as I am the first man alive to prove the existence of cryptids.

Cole: Whatever dude, just don’t get mauled by a wild bear.

*Cole walks out of the dorm room as Cole studies the newspaper’s photo of the crime scene showing a plastic bag with white specks in it in a bloody campsite. Looking closer at the bag Tyler recognized it as a plastic bag of cocaine given to teens by a old man in the sewers as long as they listen to a story of his.*

Tyler: AH HA! Looks like Paul telling me about that old geezer payed off, now I know the first place I should look for clues.

*Tyler grabs his bag full of notebooks and pencils, a flashlight and his notes and heads off into the city of Madison finding a Manhole cove and removing it, climbing down into it and entering Madison’s sewer systems.*

Tyler: Man, this place sure smells terrible. Wonder why that old man lives down here.

*Tyler travels around in the sewers for awhile with his flashlight guiding him until he reaches a steel door*

Tyler: I wonder if this is the spot.

*Tyler opens the door and freezes in shock. The old man is hanging form a noose and there is incoherent scramblings in blood and chalk everywhere, seeing a open file with papers on the ground and barely making out a game of hangman n the chalkboard.*

Tyler: oh my god……………. *splash*

*Tyler hears a splash of water from his right and dashes in that direction barely seeing a roofed figure in shadows sulking away further into the sewers hearing the crackling of sticks from the direction fade as he chases after the figure until he completely lost them.*

Tyler: dang it, I lost em, it could of been a cryptid….…….. or it could of been a sewer rat. Well guess I should head back to that room to investigate and snap some photos.

*Tyler heads back to the room with the hood man hanging on a noose and snapped some photos of the room and things of interest before taking the file along with the papers on the ground and inspecting them.*

Tyler: strange, this file is labeled as The Hangman…… and all the papers inside of it seem to be related to a cryptid of the same name, it even has a photo of the thing. I am definitely taking this back with me. Now I just gotta find a way out of this sewer.

*After traveling through the sewers for awhile longer, Tyler eventually found a ladder leading out of the sewers and back into the city where he promptly used his knowledge of the area to head back to the college campus and reach his dorm room where Cole is lying in bed but is not asleep*

Cole: Tyler, you’re back. *sniff sniff* And why do you smell like shit and piss?

Tyler: I was traveling through the sewers.

Cole: why where yo- wait wait, let me guess. You were trying to find proof of a cryptid’s involvement with the murders and suicide.

Tyler: ………… maybe.

Cole: sigh, Tyler, I support you but this cryptid nonsense has got to stop.

Tyler: Cole I found REAL proof of a cryptid’s existence called The Hangman! I even have a file with all the information and photos for evidence.

Cole: Tyler, I know that whatever you have in that file is just gonna be complete conspiracy nonsense and I bet the photos don’t have any correlation with a cryptid.

Tyler: Cole you got to trust me, I’m telling the truth.

Cole: Sorry Tyler, but with all this cryptid nonsense I just can’t believe you. Now I’m going to sleep, so please don’t bother me anymore with this cryptid stuff.

*Cole grabs his blanket and covers himself in it as he turns around to face the other direction in the bed*

Tyler: I will show him that this Cryptid is real, I’ll show them all.

*as Cole sleeps, Tyler is wide awake and reading through The Hamgman’s files vigorously.*

Tyler: Now that game of hangman o the chalkboard makes sense…….. poor man invoked the curse upon himself…… wait a second, this means that thing in the sewers I heard must have been The Hangman! And seeing how Stacy or one of the other girls had one of the man’s plastic bags of cockiness with them that means one of them likely heard the tale of The Hangman and believed it to be a tall tale and accidentally invoked the curse onto them….. but without a game of hangman on the site this theory is debunked………………. Unless…….

*Tyler swiftly and quietly grabs his flashlight, bag, and camera as he sneaks out of his door room and grabs his bike to head for the Capital Springs State Recreation Area where the crime scene is. Upon reaching the site Tyler sneaks past some Guards who where sleeping on the job and sneaks into the crime scene*

Tyler: Ok just gotta find and take a picture of a game of hangman to prove my theory. Just gotta look*

*Tyler spends awhile searching thoroughly throughout the crime scene eventually finding a pile of trash nearby with a crumbled magazine in it. Opening it Tyler finds a game of hangman on the magazine likely played by the girls and he immediately takes a picture of it and fist pumps in victory, only to hear a dog barking nearby as it spotted him causing the guards to wake up*

Tyler: oh shit.

*Tyler runs away as fast as he can finding a dead bunny as he runs away and throws it at the dog to distract it as he dashes for his bike, getting on it and cycling away as the sun rises, reaching his dorm at 6:30 AM.*

Tyler: *huff*…. *puff*… man was that… *huff*…. exhausting. But it was worth it, I have all the evidence I need to prove not only The Hangman’s existence, but also his connection to the incident! *yawn* but I should get some shuteye while I can. I will work on my report when I wake up.

*Tyler heads to bed and sleeps dreaming about the fame and fortune he will get and the awards he will receive, showing proof of The Hangman’s existence. And upon waking up Tyler gets dress and immediately starts working on his report*

*A click followed metal rolling can be heard from behind*

Tyler: *turns his head around* huh?

*A small metal cylinder is rolling under the door and into the room and starts making a SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS sound as a clear gas fills the room making Tyler feel woozy*

Tyler: what… the…….. he- *thud*