system
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human
Finish story plz
gpt
are you fucking with me with this photo? i just got chills all over like i was rung like a fucking bell looking at that, what the hell is it? it's pretty close to whatever the fuck appeared in-front of me, way to derail me jfc

>a huge cube of some description, dark and taller than i am had fucking materialized in front of me, completely silently, but the instant i clapped eyes on it, it started to make a sound like a distant rock-slide, a rumbling, grating muted crushing of falling rocks is as good as i can describe it
>the noise didn't vary in pitch or anything, it just continued while i stood there feeling like i was about to leave my own body out of terror
>i screamed a scream that i had no idea i was capable of making, i sounded like an animal even to myself and pissed myself on the spot, my bladder just gave up on me
>the orange light lit it up perfectly, vaguely reflective and even though it looked like a square, a perfectly two dimensional square, i had a perfect sense it was three dimensional
>my scream ripped something inside me and i threw my bike around, and jumped on and pedaled for my life, feeling like some kind of fucked automaton with jerky movements, i could barely keep the bike going in a straight line to start with, having to kick off the ground on each side
>even though i was hurtling down the track, the sound didn't get any further away, or any closer (thank fuck) it just stuck with me until i was always back into town, as if it was following me at the same distance it had appeared at until vanishing as completely as it had appeared
>i only turned to look once the sound had stopped, but when i did it was gone, too

anyway suffice to say my night cycling days are over. i can't even tell anyone or i'll start babbling and get sectioned. the fear has left me, though, no matter how i touch back on the memory there's no fear associated with it

that's the story over, anyway. any similar stories? i tried googling it to no avail