The Rake

[SubjectDigamma]

The Rake is a fearful creature, he stalks you and your beloved ones while you sleep, and takes up no qualms with leaving hints as to whos next. He lives to break you, in more ways than imaginable. Hes a hunter, through and through. Almost no one has ever seen the rake and lived to explain what it is. Just these letters exist. There are many artist interpretations of what the Rake looks like, but ultimately it doesnt matter. Once you hear his shrill voice, its over anyways.

During the summer of 2003, events in the northeastern United States involving a strange, humanlike creature sparked brief local media interest before an apparent blackout was enacted. Little or no information was left intact, as most online and written accounts of the creature were mysteriously destroyed.

Primarily focused in rural New York state and once found in Idaho, self proclaimed witnesses told stories of their encounters with a creature of unknown origin. Emotions ranged from extremely traumatic levels of fright and discomfort, to an almost childlike sense of playfulness and curiosity. While their published versions are no longer on record, the memories remained powerful. Several of the involved parties began looking for answers that year.

In early 2006, the collaboration had accumulated nearly two dozen documents dating between the 12th century and present day, spanning 4 continents. In almost all cases, the stories were identical. I’ve been in contact with a member of this group and was able to get some excerpts from their upcoming book.

A Suicide Note: 1964

"As I prepare to take my life, I feel it necessary to assuage any guilt or pain I have introduced through this act. It is not the fault of anyone other than him. For once I awoke and felt his presence. And once I awoke and saw his form. Once again I awoke and heard his voice, and looked into his eyes. I cannot sleep without fear of what I might next awake to experience. I cannot ever wake. Goodbye."

Found in the same wooden box were two empty envelopes addressed to William and Rose, and one loose personal letter with no envelope:

"Dearest Linnie,

I have prayed for you. He spoke your name."

A Journal Entry (translated from Spanish): 1880

"I have experience the greatest terror. I have experienced the greatest terror. I have experienced the greatest terror. I see his eyes when I close mine. They are hollow. Black. They saw me and pierced me. His wet hand. I will not sleep. His voice (unintelligible text)."

A Mariner's Log: 1691

"He came to me in my sleep. From the foot of my bed I felt a sensation. He took everything. We must return to England. We shall not return here again at the request of the Rake."

From a Witness: 2006

"Three years ago, I had just returned from a trip from Niagara Falls with my family for the 4th of July. We were all very exhausted after a long day of driving, so my husband and I put the kids right to bed and called it a night.

At about 4am, I woke up thinking my husband had gotten up to use the restroom. I used the moment to steal back the sheets, only to wake him in the process. I appologized and told him I though he got out of bed. When he turned to face me, he gasped and pulled his feet up from the end of the bed so quickly his knee almost knocked me out of the bed. He then grabbed me and said nothing.

After adjusting to the dark for a half second, I was able to see what caused the strange reaction. At the foot of the bed, sitting and facing away from us, there was what appeared to be a naked man, or a large hairless dog of some sort. Its body position was disturbing and unnatural, as if it had been hit by a car or something. For some reason, I was not instantly frightened by it, but more concerned as to its condition. At this point I was somewhat under the assumption that we were supposed to help him.

My husband was peering over his arm and knee, tucked into the fetal position, occasionally glancing at me before returning to the creature.

In a flurry of motion, the creature scrambled around the side of the bed, and then crawled quickly in a flailing sort of motion right along the bed until it was less than a foot from my husband's face. The creature was completely silent for about 30 seconds (or probably closer to 5, it just seemed like a while) just looking at my husband. The creature then placed its hand on his knee and ran into the hallway, leading to the kids' rooms.I screamed and ran for the lightswitch, planning to stop him before he hurt my children. When I got to the hallway, the light from the bedroom was enough to see it crouching and hunched over about 20 feet away. He turned around and looked directly at me, covered in blood. I flipped the switch on the wall and saw my daughter Clara.

The creature ran down the stairs while my husband and I rushed to help our daughter. She was very badly injured and spoke only once more in her short life. She said "he is the Rake".

My husband drove his car into a lake that night, while rushing our daughter to the hospital. They did not survive.

Being a small town, news got around pretty quickly. The police were helpful at first, and the local newspaper took a lot of interest as well. However, the story was never published and the local television news never followed up either.

For several months, my son Justin and I stayed in a hotel near my parent's house. After we decided to return home, I began looking for answers myself. I eventually located a man in the next town over who had a similar story. We got in contact and began talking about our experiences. He knew of two other people in New York who had seen the creature we now referred to as the Rake.

It took the four of us about two solid years of hunting on the internet and writing letters to come up with a small collection of what we believe to be accounts of the Rake. None of them gave any details, history or follow up. One journal had an entry involving the creature in its first 3 pages, and never mentioned it again. A ship's log explained nothing of the encounter, saying only that they were told to leave by the Rake. That was the last entry in the log.

There were, however, many instances where the creature's visit was one of a series of visits with the same person. Multiple people also mentioned being spoken to, my daughter included. This led us to wonder if the Rake had visited any of us before our last encounter.

I set up a digital recorder near my bed and left it running all night, every night, for two weeks. I would tediously scan through the sounds of me rolling around in my bed each day when I woke up. By the end of the second week, I was quite used to the occasional sound of sleep while blurring through the recording at 8 times the normal speed. (This still took almost an hour every day)

On the first day of the third week, I thought I heard something different. What I found was a shrill voice. It was the Rake. I can't listen to it long enough to even begin to transcribe it. I haven't let anyone listen to it yet. All I know is that I've heard it before, and I now believe that it spoke when it was sitting in front of my husband. I don't remember hearing anything at the time, but for some reason, the voice on the recorder immediately brings me back to that moment.

The thoughts that must have gone through my daughter's head make me very upset.

I have not seen the Rake since he ruined my life, but I know that he has been in my room while I slept. I know and fear that one night I'll wake up to see him staring at me."

Got anything on it

Edited March 14, 2013 by SubjectDigamma

[SubjectDigamma]

A Video bout it

http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/File:Vicious516_Creepypasta_-_The_Rake

[Andami]

This should really be moved here since it's a creepypasta and not an actual cryptid or myth.

[Esoteric Toad]

Sounds like a BS story, all the references created to sound authentic. I cannot imagine a world where BF is still considered viable and this sort of thing would go completely unnoticed. JMO.

[Q-C]

Sounds like a BS story, all the references created to sound authentic. I cannot imagine a world where BF is still considered viable and this sort of thing would go completely unnoticed. JMO.

Esoteric Toad, where does one get certified as a cryptozoologist? I can help you with that. It's $199.99 (+ shipping and handling) for the test and certificate.

But wait! There's more!

I'll send you 2 or more tests and certificates for only $179.99 each. And if you call now, I'll throw in tbe Ancient Astronaut Theorist degree for free!

So don't delay. Act now.

[keninsc]

Esoteric Toad, where does one get certified as a cryptozoologist? I can help you with that. It's $199.99 (+ shipping and handling) for the test and certificate.

But wait! There's more!

I'll send you 2 or more tests and certificates for only $179.99 each. And if you call now, I'll throw in tbe Ancient Astronaut Theorist degree for free!

So don't delay. Act now.

Now who's the antagonist?

I do have to agree with Andami, this is the wrong forum for this creepy, angel of death thing. And please keep in mind when people go down the road toward suicide their mind is deeply troubled and they can imagine their fears and depressions takes on a physical form. I can only assume that what they see may be very real to them, but is it really there or has their mental state created their own visual/auditory illusion? The mind is a deep and complex thing when works normally, when it's not them it can become a maze of fears and anxieties as dark and real as anything we have on Earth. Because in their mind it is real, but in truth the reality is only inside their heads.

This is why we, as a society, try to help people who've lost touch with reality, because way down deep we are a compassionate people who only want to help.

[TwilightSilver]

This link has everything the OP included, plus an explanation of the myth's origins. Worth a look for the end part all!

http://www.***********************/The-Rake.html

[Q-C]

Now who's the antagonist?

His posts have been on the skeptical side. I gave a "skeptical" answer to the question he asked under his avatar. No antagonism towards him.

Edited March 14, 2013 by QuiteContrary

[JesseCuster]

The only Google match for the phrase "The Rake is a fearful creature" is from the website for "The Rake Game", a "Slender" type indie horror game and the opening paragraph in the OP is an exact copy and paste of the description from the The Rake game's website. It's a horribly amateur website, most of the links lead to blank pages. They even have blocks of Loren Ipsum text on the home page! That's one indie game I won't be buying if their website is any indication of quality.

http://www.rake-the-...uarstudios.com/

The rest is just an entire copy and paste of creepypasta doing the rounds on the Internet of a Slenderman rip-off horror story.

You can tell it's BS because the exact same text, word for word, is repeated ad nauseum, thousands of times on the Internet. People are just copying and pasting the text on blogs, forums, etc.

Edited March 14, 2013 by Archimedes

[Rafterman]

The rake.

[Esoteric Toad]

Esoteric Toad, where does one get certified as a cryptozoologist? I can help you with that. It's $199.99 (+ shipping and handling) for the test and certificate.

But wait! There's more!

I'll send you 2 or more tests and certificates for only $179.99 each. And if you call now, I'll throw in tbe Ancient Astronaut Theorist degree for free!

So don't delay. Act now.

Dammit!! I am broke

Well I think I might do it the most popular way possible, just start calling myself a "Cryptozoologist and AA Theorist"....don't know if I have the ability to BS with a straight face though....perhaps a strange hair style or some other such appliance could take my mind off the fact that I am spewing utter nonsense to take advantage of non-critical thinking people (lying) and taking there money.

Note- I have no problem with anything 'unknown' it is just the way it seems no one actually willing to let go of the junk and find the real mysteries, if they exist at all (speaking of 'paranormal', 'super-natural' and the like)

[Wyverna]

The Rake is a creepypasta. Creepypasta isn't real. They're just stories people believe to be true.

Slenderman is a prime example.

[TheSearcher]

The rake.

I'll do you one better, behold the RAKE OF DEATH

[rampaging redneck]

Probably Sideshow Bob's least favorite creepy pasta...

Eeeuuuurrrrgh

[Esoteric Toad]

Forget the Rake.

[Sakari]

The Leaf Blower......

[.Betta]

The Leaf Blower......

[TheSearcher]

Forget the Rake.

[media=]

[/media]

hilarious!!

[rampaging redneck]

I do have a belief/theory that most of these alleged cryptids/urban legends/creepypasta beings are probably derived from something that has at least a grain of truth somewhere in it way back when. Not sure if this applies to the Rake, but it would be kind of cool to have that possibility.

[Wyverna]

I do have a belief/theory that most of these alleged cryptids/urban legends/creepypasta beings are probably derived from something that has at least a grain of truth somewhere in it way back when. Not sure if this applies to the Rake, but it would be kind of cool to have that possibility.

It's very possible they're inspired and take a lot of elements from existing, older legends of similar nature. That, however, does not make them true.

Still, creepypastas, true or not, are still pretty interesting to read in my opinion.

[NatureBoff]

Thanks for sharing. I've included it in the Two Legged Dogman Experiences Database

This slightly disturbing story is a *female* cryptid which is taking revenge for some act of voiolence against there own kind imo.

"...At the foot of the bed, sitting and facing away from us, there was what appeared to be a naked man, or a large hairless dog of some sort. Its body position was disturbing and unnatural, as if it had been hit by a car or something. For some reason, I was not instantly frightened by it, but more concerned as to its condition."

[NatureBoff]

Thanks for sharing. I've included it in the Two Legged Dogman Experiences Database

This slightly disturbing story is a *female* cryptid which is taking revenge for some act of voiolence against there own kind imo.

"...At the foot of the bed, sitting and facing away from us, there was what appeared to be a naked man, or a large hairless dog of some sort. Its body position was disturbing and unnatural, as if it had been hit by a car or something. For some reason, I was not instantly frightened by it, but more concerned as to its condition."

Oops, the southern U.S males might have a short grey coat and no tail, the opposite to the shaggy long-tailed European were-creatures.

[JesseCuster]

Oops, the southern U.S males might have a short grey coat and no tail, the opposite to the shaggy long-tailed European were-creatures.

And what does this thread about a creepypasta that's some part of Slenderman rip-off that at least partly originates from a website promoting an upcoming Indie horror game?

Is there anything you won't claim is a two-legged dogman or some sort of super-evolved hyrax creature?

Seriously, two legged dogman creatures taking revenge against humanity,

Thanks for sharing. I've included it in the Two Legged Dogman Experiences Database

This slightly disturbing story is a *female* cryptid which is taking revenge for some act of voiolence against there own kind imo.

"...At the foot of the bed, sitting and facing away from us, there was what appeared to be a naked man, or a large hairless dog of some sort. Its body position was disturbing and unnatural, as if it had been hit by a car or something. For some reason, I was not instantly frightened by it, but more concerned as to its condition."

This is pathetic.

That bit you just quoted only exists within the creepypasta block of text doing the rounds about this dumb Slenderman type urban myth. There's absolutely no provenance to the story. It was made up. There's absolutely no references provided. It's a fantasy. Fiction. Horror fiction. And bad horror fiction at that.

But you are so inanely gullible that anything that can be taken apart, reassembled, looked at via squinty eyes, turned upside down and pulled inside out and bears some vague resemblance to something else equally as fantastical is gospel truth that proves whatever it is you're trying to prove (and that's a moving target, it's impossible to know from one day to the next what kind of glowbird, underwater giant swimming inverted owl, rock hyrax that looks like an orangutan, rock hyrax that looks like a giant woolly mammoth, etc. you're trying to promote)

There's absolutely no way you can believe this stuff.

[Guest Nathan DiYorio]

And bad horror fiction at that.

I rather enjoyed it.

[xYlvax]

Had a feeling it was creepy-pasta.. They're entertaining sometimes, but the rake? Couldn't they come up with a creepier name?