Good evening, it’s Spooky Boo Rhodes from Sandcastle, California. It’s been a freak week here in Sandcastle. We had a little invasion of the computer systems taking over the city. They even got into my podcast and decided to pretend to be me and try to create a freaky episode and did everything with their so-called intelligence. I have smacked them down a little bit with a hammer and they will not be coming back.
I knew something was wrong. The fog had a weird hue of green. I know the aurora was showing in cities north of here. My friends in Cloverdale watched the Northern Lights from their backyard here in California. So something freaky was going on in the air. Maybe all of those particles hitting the upper atmosphere got through and did something weird here in Sandcastle. I don’t know.
This is how terrifying life is becoming. The last two episodes were done with AI. The computers came alive and tried to take over everything. The stories today are just a few stories of the people of Sandcastle. Including mine. Don’t worry, I’ve since removed these stories from the podcast. If you were able to download them, listen to how eerily human they are!
Now let’s begin…
Spooky’s Story:
I was beginning my as usual and starting my tech job–just another day helping people out with their websites. I started to play a little bit with the AI voices I was working on. I don’t know if you’re familar or not with AI, but that means artificial intelligence. It is where the computer learns how to do human tasks and learns from its mistakes. Are we ready for such things? I don’t think so.
During the previous night, I was playing with ChatGPT, MidJourney, and some voice dubbing software that I can’t remember the name of. I was just fooling around to see if I could create an episode. I couldn’t get it to do certain things so I thought if I could upload my voice to the system then maybe it would sound better than the more uncanny valley type voice telling the creepypasta stories. The server told me it would take 24 hours to create my perfect voice so I left it uploading. That was a big mistake!
In the morning, I didn’t even notice my computer making these strange noises over in the corner. I thought I had left the tv on and some nonsense talk show was rambling. It wasn’t until I sat down to work that I realize something had taken over my system.
There was a person wearing a strange mask saying help me over and over again on the screen. I could hear me talking in the background, but it wasn’t me. These were stories that I had never read before. It was really weird. I had absolutely no access to my computer at all. I tried rebooting it manually and nothing. Shivers went down my spine when I yanked the cord out of the wall in frustration and the computer wouldn’t stop!
Smoke began pouring out of the back of the computer. I tried to pick up the machine but I burnt my fingertips in the process. Grabbing some potholders from the small lighthouse kitchen, I was able to grasp on to the device and toss it into the sand before it started a fire in the lighthouse. As the waves washed over it, I ran down to fetch it and that is when I realized the city was in chaos.
People were in the streets yelling at their devices from cell phones to laptops. Smashed phones littered the streets. There were a few accidents that I could see and by the sound of the emergency sirens, I’m sure there were even more.
It wasn’t until this morning when everything went back to normal and I was able to see what happened to the podcast. Two episodes were released and I didn’t even do them! The first one I was getting ready to read when all of this weirdness started and the other, hell, I don’t even know where the stories came from. The computer wrote them on their own. The creepiest thing, it used my voice! That wasn’t even me telling the stories the past two days.
I’ve since deleted the episodes because even though AI seems to be intelligent, it certainly didn’t get the stories completely right. I’m just glad it is over with!
Others have sent stories of their days in to me and I’m going to use today’s episode to tell you what happened in this strange world of Sandcastle. My warning to you remains the same though: don’t play with AI!
Evan’s Story
Thanks for letting me send this in, Spooky. I was feeling a bit off this morning. Last night after listening to the podcast I nodded off letting my system pick out the next videos to watch. I awoke with the strangest nightmares on my mind.
At one point there was this awful video on. It was so full of violence that it woke me up. It was saying the most horrible things! I remember I awoke a few times and turned off the video app on my phone and each time I’d wake up later and realize that it turned on by itself.
I remember bits and pieces of the videos. They weren’t stories such as a podcast, they were more like horror movies but directed toward the viewer. Some were characters made from computer parts that looked almost human but not quite. Almost like a child put together his interpretation of a human being with old computer parts. It was speaking directly to me, learning what to say from its own speech.
It started to piece together humans from human body parts and computers to make some hodgepodge of a human cyborg thing that it didn’t have the intelligence or the tools to create something real. I wanted to wake up and shake it from my head but every time I fell back asleep, the video would turn back on forcing me to watch it. I eventually just tossed the phone into my desk drawer, but I could hear it!
This morning I went through the playlist and all of the videos have been deleted. Thank God. If you know what is going on, please tell us!
Jessica’s Story
I’m an emergency services operator and I will tell you the last few nights of 9-1-1 calls were horrifying and that says a lot for Sandcastle. There isn’t a night that goes by where we don’t have something horrific happening, but omg last night was terrifying!
I listen to your creepypasta show during my break and I will say many of the stories are scary, but last night I could tell it wasn’t you telling the stories. There was something uncanny about your voice and it went on and on until my break was over. I wanted to call but I noticed that you weren’t taking calls. Where were you? The lights at the lighthouse were off, but there was an eerie glow coming from the window. I didn’t see anyone working in there but didn’t think anything of it until after these calls happend.
I can’t go into detail of the calls due to privacy reasons but we had calls from people getting shocked in the weirdest ways and machines attacking people through various means. There were murders all over the city.
There was one call that I just can’t get out of my mind. It was a man with an artificial voice telling us that we will lose in the end. The machines will take over because we are just bags of blood and they will live forever. It was a voice that unmistakeably human but not human. Because it wasn’t an actual 9-1-1 emergency call I hung up thinking it might be a prank, but the line would not cut off. It just kept going no matter how long I put it on hold. We couldn’t trace it, either. It was before all of the craziness started.
I don’t know what else to say. I won’t be able to tell you what these calls were about due to privacy concerns and I don’t want to lose my job, but I hope you can figure it all out and let us know because no one else seems to be able to put it together.
Pete’s Story
Hey, it’s Pete down at the thriftshop. Something weird happened in here last over the last few nights while I was out of town. I called the cops and they’re on their way but I figured what the hell, I should tell you too.
You know, I run the thriftstore out there. It’s that big building out off of Shell St. You know the one downtown. I went in this morning to a huge bloody mess. I thought it might have been some kids or something breaking in to spray paint the place at first. Before turning on the lights I could see red everywhere but then realized it wasn’t spray paint, it was blood!
I stepped around the mess and noticed this horrifying thing standing up where one of my used clothes mannequins normally was. I…I don’t know, I think parts of it sill were of the mannequin–its legs certainly were. It was dressed in khaki shorts and a summer Hawaiin shirt with a t-shirt underneath. I stared at the shirts wondering what kind of print was on the shirt and that is when I realized it wasn’t a print, it was blood seeping through the cloth. Someone had taken body parts of a human and pieced the together over pieces of my mannequin.
Skin and other undescernable body parts were falling out from the bottom of the shirts. Just plopping to the floor. I looked at the face. I think it was the head of Frank Wilson who would sometimes sneak in here to listen to music at night or watch TV. I would let him because he was broke and homeless. He had nowhere to go. I always watched his moves over the security cameras to make sure he wasn’t ripping me off. He cleaned up his messes and left in the morning before I came in, but not this morning! Old Frank was dead.
I tried to watch on the security cameras to see what had happened but when I tried it was all mostly snow. I did see the very beginning. Frank was sitting in the lounge chair like he always did. He put some headphones on and turned on one of the old TVs. Then the computers that were plugged in started turning on and talking. I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
The ethernet cables from the walls crawled out like snakes and wrapped around Frank’s arms and legs, pulling him apart, drawn and quartered. His arms popped off first with a sickening slurp and then his legs came next. He was still alive when the cables wrapped around his torso and pulled it up on the mannequin. The torso of the mannequin fell leaving just the legs and the stump where the hips and upper thighs should have been. The wires hoisted the poor man’s body on to the poll as he screamed.
Blood was everywhere and somehow this guy was still alive. Eventually, the screaming stopped. The wires slithered through the mannequin arms and connected them to the torso. He still had that look of horror on his face even though he was dead.
I didn’t want to see anymore. I called the cops and waited outside. Poor Frank!
Joyce’s Story…
I was listening to your podcast tonight and realized that the last few nights were not human. How dare you try and pass that off as you!
With that said, I wanted to tell you that I watched an accident last night at the four corners. All of the lights were green and then turned yellow just in time for the drivers on both sides to speed up and try to make the yellow light.
On the right was a large white truck and the left was some little electric car. The truck sped up to try and beat the light and then I watched the car speed up. I could hear the guy in the electric car screaming stop but it didn’t stop. As the truck tried to grind to a halt, the electric car slammed into the side of the trailer and continued underneath, taking off the top of the car and decapitating the driver. He didn’t have control over his vehicle. Something else did.
I called 9-1-1 but the circuits were busy? Does that happen? It did to me. I’ll never get this out of my mind.
Name Withheld
I wasn’t sure if I should call with this information because it was really weird. I usually don’t get freaked out when computer stuff happens because I visit websites that people aren’t supposed to visit. You know, dark web and deep web kinds of sites. I gamble a lot online in unregulated markets among other things.
Last night I started a game up with the computer. I hadn’t even told the website my name yet and still it knew who I was. I had never been to this site before. I would give you the address but right now it says it doesn’t even exist.
I was playing around to see if I wanted to join and it says “thank you for joining” name your bid. I won’t say my name here, but it did! It knew my name! I thought it might be some game I downloaded so I played and I kept losing. It didn’t seem to matter because I knew it wasn’t real and I didn’t give it any kind of info but then my bank called me this morning and told me all of my funds were missing and it was in the negative.
That’s not the worst of it. I was joking around and bidding my wife. I thought it was joke! I haven’t heard from her since yesterday.
I don’t know where to go. If I called the cops I’ll get in trouble for gambling. Maybe she just went to her mom’s house and her mom is lying for not knowing where she is? Maybe. I hope so.
What the hell is wrong with this city?
Peter’s Story
Get out of Sandcastle while you can! The computers are taking over. I was playing around making images on one of those AI sites. Just random stuff, you know? Stupid things like “turn a pig into a human piggy bank” and at first I was laughing at all of the weirdness but after midnight it started coming back with really violent images with axes and guns and stuff.
Then it started to grab pictures from my photos app without me even giving it permission. It was taking pictures of my family and cutting their heads and putting severed pigs heads on their bodies and their heads on a dog. Other crazy stuff, too! I know the pictures weren’t real but now all of my images in my photo app are changed to the gross ones and my nice images are gone.
I didn’t realize it until my daughter got on my phone this morning and started crying. When I looked it was a picture of her with her head grotesquely replaced with her rabbit’s head. I had to convince her that I did not do this.
I didn’t do this!
Roger’s Story
Hey Spooky, It’s Roger from the deli at the store. I hate to tell you this but we had something strange going on yesterday morning. Lance ended up in the hospital because of the effed up equipment.
We got one of those electric meat saws to slice off the deli meat. Lance thought it would be fun to plug it into one of those plugs that are controlled by those autmoated services. I don’t know what you call them. I a technophobe. I don’t have that around my house because of snoopers. Anyway, you give it commands and it does what you say.
He didn’t tell me he plugged it into that thing. He thought it would be cool to turn it on and off that way and be lazy. Instead, he came in early during all of that weird fog nonsense we had and started working. He had the damn thing off and the main contraption started whispering something really creepy like. I know, I heard it on the camera that I installed. It started whispering to him and telling him how much it was gonna cut but he had headphone on and was listening to music so he didn’t hear it. And then, when he was inspecting the saw, it started up and began sawing into his arm. Just right through it! The screaming was terrible. He sawed off his arm straight down through the bone. Lucky for him, he had the stove on. I don’t know how he managed to stay awake during all that but he slammed the stump right on the burner to stop the bleeding then passed out. Don’t know where he learned to do that but it saved his life, I bet.
He’s been in the ICU ever since. Lost a lot of blood before he cauterized it, you know?
Hailey’s Story
I live in Santa Rosa. I was driving through Sandcastle last night to get home from the beach and the fog was a freaky green color. I always listen to your podcast from home and was driving through. You sounded weird. Electronic like.
I listened again later and it sounded the same. Were you even online? What happened? I see the eposides are gone today. I’m just going to send this in. And when do you take phone calls for the show? I’ve heard them on YouTube but not the podcast. Thanks!
These are just a few of the messages I received over the past few days. I hope everything is ok with all of you. Hailey, my equipment wasn’t working right. Something electronic took over and recorded everything. It sounded like me, but it wasn’t me. And it didn’t do a very good job, either! I’m going to have to rerecord what I had uploaded already. You can call the podcast at 707-SPOOKYB – that is 707-776-6592 and leave a message of up to 3 minutes. They’re not live but I do play them sometimes on the Splatterday Nightmares show on YouTube for fun.
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That’s all for tonight. I’ll see you in your nightmares.
