This account comes from an old report made by a boy who had supposedly seen the Keeper of Souls himself. His mental state isn’t in the best condition so whether or not this can be considered legitimate proof is up for debate.
According to the boy, whose name shall remain anonymous, he was only six or so years old when he met the Keeper. He had been trying very hard to sleep with very little success, as the night had been particularly bright due to the full moon outside. He tossed and turned, with no improvement whatsoever in his sleep.
He was continuing to toss and turn recently when a slight giggle interrupted him. It was coming from his closet. The boy took one careful look at his closet and waited for something to happen. Nothing did and he took that as a sign that he’d been awake too long.
More time passed the silence in his room was once again interrupted by another giggle. This time it was accompanied by two more and both seemed to be coming from his closet. The boy could feel his hair stand up at the thought of there being something inside. He wanted to call for help but was afraid that whatever was inside would escape and eat him.
Still, there was something alluring about those laughs. It almost seemed kind of fun. The boy figured that they’d be screaming if whatever was inside did anything bad. Feeling much less scared, he got off of his bed and walked over to the closet door. He could see a light shining through the crack.
With a slight hesitation he opened the door and saw several giggling faces looking right at him. Each of them had incredibly pale skin and socket less eyes. They were all surrounding a large, ghastly figure with spider-like arms and a very wide grin.
Every logical thought in the boy’s head told him to leave, and yet he found himself eager to go along with the children. An almost alleviating feeling filled his body that told him everything would be okay. Slowly, he walked towards the creature and watched as its grin grew wider and wider.
It was at this point that the boy heard the echoes from the children suddenly growing distant even though they were still in front of him. Fainter the sounds grew as his vision slowly began to blacken. Strangely enough, he actually felt a little at ease. He could feel his body being taken to another place away from the world he knew.
“But wait,” he thought to himself, “doesn’t this mean I’m dying?” Terrified at such a thought, the boy forced his eyes open and shook his body violently with hopes of waking up. He shook and waved until he felt like his limbs were going to fall off.
When the boy finally woke up he found himself back on his bed and covered in sweat. He would also find out shortly after that images of the Keeper would haunt his vision and leave him in a state of constant paranoia.
The poor boy can still be visited but nurses say to stay cautious around him. He’s often seen twitching violently and looking around the room with a panicked expression on his face. The only thing one can take from this is that the Keeper of Souls can never be escaped from.
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