NoEnd House Sketch Dump

HANDS. DOWN. The creepiest creepypasta I've ever read (and I've read a LOT). It's dark, it's messed up, and it's drop dead horrifying even without the gratuitous gore that ruins most creepypastas imo. Don't read or listen to it if you'd like to sleep tonight.

TOP - Room 6:
_{“”Are you all right?”
I jumped off the ground and spun in one motion. I leaned against the wall behind me and I saw what it was that spoke to me; to this day I regret ever turning around.
...
It told me I was never leaving. It told me that this was the end but I wasn't going to die; I was going to live there in room six with it."
-NoEnd House}

SIDE - Room 6:
_{“At first I scratched softly. The wall was tough, but I knew the door was there somewhere. I just knew it was. I scratched at where the doorknob was. I clawed at the wall frantically with both hands, my nails being filed down to the skin against the wood. I fell silently to my knees, the only sound in the room the incessant scratching against the wall. I knew it was there. The door was there, I knew it was just there."
-NoEnd House}

BOTTOM - Room 9:
_{“I had lost all senses. I couldn’t feel myself. I couldn’t hear anything. Sight was completely useless here. I searched for a taste in my mouth and found nothing. I felt disembodied and completely lost. I knew where I was. This was Hell. Room nine was Hell.”
-NoEnd House}
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PS CS4 and Filter Forge 3.