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“What if I streamed my own funeral?”
That was the question Ethan asked in his latest YouTube video. The kind of question that gets you a million views. But no one expected him to actually do it.
Ethan was seventeen, the kind of teenager who lived on attention and adrenaline. His YouTube channel, "GhostChaser99", had blown up overnight with fake haunted house pranks, Ouija board livestreams, and bizarre AI-generated ghost footage. Everyone knew it was staged—but that was part of the fun. Ethan was clever, charismatic, and unafraid.
Until he announced something different.
“Tomorrow night, 12 AM. I’m going to livestream… from my own funeral. Real coffin, real cemetery, AI camera rig. Don’t miss it.”
The internet went wild. Viewers assumed it was another prank. He posted a teaser video—inside a coffin, fitted with night vision cameras and a mic. “What if I don’t come back up?” he joked, grinning.
The livestream countdown ticked down. Hundreds of thousands waited.
But the next morning, Ethan’s mother filed a missing persons report.
He had actually buried himself—with help from a dark corner of the internet that offered “real horror experiences” for influencers. A paid service that promised, “Once-in-a-lifetime content… even if it is your last.”
His body was found three days later in a grave behind an abandoned churchyard, dead from suffocation. Police called it suicide-by-stunt.
Everyone moved on.
Until the night after his funeral.
At exactly 12:00 AM, Ethan’s YouTube channel went live.
Title: "Buried But Not Gone."
It was the same angle—from inside the coffin—but now it was pitch black. The chat exploded with confusion and spammed comments.
Then came the scratching sounds. From the inside. Fingernails against wood.
A breathy whisper.
"I am still here."
Viewers thought it was pre-recorded. Until the camera flickered and showed Ethan’s face—bloated, pale, with blood-cracked eyes wide open.
He began smiling.
And then—he started reading usernames from the live chat. The ones who commented hateful things. One by one.
“@Rishi_killer45. Your window will open at 3:17 AM.”
“@cutegurl1999. Do not answer the third knock tonight.”
People thought it was an AI gimmick. Until the news broke the next morning.
Two commenters were found dead in their homes. One had jumped from his window. The other was found in her bathroom mirror, eyes wide with terror—no visible wounds.
The channel kept going live every night.
Ethan’s voice deepened, warped by something… unnatural. His face changed—less human, more skeletal, his teeth showing even when his mouth was closed.
YouTube could not shut down the stream. Every time they tried, it popped back on a new server. People started whispering that it was not Ethan anymore—but something using his body and camera to hunt.
Now, each night, a new name is called.
And millions still watch.
As the screen fades to black, the livestream continues, its eerie glow casting a cold light in the dark. Ethan’s voice echoes, now a distorted whisper, calling out new names—each one a promise of more terror.
What happens next is not a question anymore. It’s a warning.
Some things are better left unstreamed.
And some stories… never end.
Close your eyes, if you dare. Darkness awaits. For there’s no escaping the shadows that follow.
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“What if I streamed my own funeral?”
-
That was the question Ethan asked in his latest YouTube video. The kind of question that gets you a million views.
-
But no one expected him to actually do it.
-
Ethan was seventeen, the kind of teenager who lived on attention and adrenaline.
-
His YouTube channel, "GhostChaser99", had blown up overnight with fake haunted house pranks,
-
Ouija board livestreams, and bizarre AI-generated ghost footage.
-
Everyone knew it was staged—but that was part of the fun.
-
Ethan was clever, charismatic, and unafraid.
-
Until he announced something different.
-
“Tomorrow night, 12 AM. I’m going to livestream… from my own funeral.
-
Real coffin, real cemetery, AI camera rig. Don’t miss it.”
-
The internet went wild. Viewers assumed it was another prank.
-
He posted a teaser video—inside a coffin, fitted with night vision cameras and a mic.
-
“What if I don’t come back up?” he joked, grinning.
-
The livestream countdown ticked down. Hundreds of thousands waited.
-
But the next morning, Ethan’s mother filed a missing persons report.
-
He had actually buried himself—with help from a dark corner of the internet that offered “real horror experiences” for influencers.
-
A paid service that promised, “Once-in-a-lifetime content… even if it is your last.”
-
His body was found three days later in a grave behind an abandoned churchyard,
-
dead from suffocation. Police called it suicide-by-stunt.
-
Everyone moved on.
-
Until the night after his funeral.
-
At exactly 12:00 AM, Ethan’s YouTube channel went live.
-
Title: "Buried But Not Gone."
-
It was the same angle—from inside the coffin—but now it was pitch black.
-
The chat exploded with confusion and spammed comments.
-
Then came the scratching sounds. From the inside. Fingernails against wood.
-
A breathy whisper.
-
"I am still here."
-
Viewers thought it was pre-recorded. Until the camera flickered and showed Ethan’s face—bloated, pale, with blood-cracked eyes wide open.
-
He began smiling.
-
And then—he started reading usernames from the live chat. The ones who commented hateful things. One by one.
-
“@Rishi_killer45. Your window will open at 3:17 AM.”
-
“@cutegurl1999. Do not answer the third knock tonight.”
-
People thought it was an AI gimmick. Until the news broke the next morning.
-
Two commenters were found dead in their homes. One had jumped from his window.
-
The other was found in her bathroom mirror, eyes wide with terror—no visible wounds.
-
The channel kept going live every night.
-
Ethan’s voice deepened, warped by something… unnatural.
-
His face changed—less human, more skeletal, his teeth showing even when his mouth was closed.
-
YouTube could not shut down the stream. Every time they tried, it popped back on a new server.
-
People started whispering that it was not Ethan anymore—but something using his body and camera to hunt.
-
Now, each night, a new name is called.
-
And millions still watch.
-
As the screen fades to black, the livestream continues, its eerie glow casting a cold light in the dark.
-
Ethan’s voice echoes, now a distorted whisper, calling out new names—each one a promise of more terror.
-
What happens next is not a question anymore. It’s a warning.
-
Some things are better left unstreamed. And some stories… never end.
-
Close your eyes, if you dare. Darkness awaits. For there’s no escaping the shadows that follow.
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