Jeremy Harrison
speaker
337 appearances
1 recordings
1 series
first heard May 2026
last heard 11 May
Jeremy Harrison’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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I pressed my back against the door, and the deep breaths I took were sweeter than fresh mountain air.
The burning on my face cooled as raindrops fell on me, and the cold, metallic door was a welcome relief against my sweaty hands and back.
I dropped the phone at my feet, and I shook uncontrollably as I bent to pick it up.
It didn't take long for me to see I was in the alley, and I turned to the graffiti-covered door.
I didn't want to hear the creature's shriek ever again, but I pressed my ear against the door, listening for the slightest sound.
It was completely silent on the other side.
and as much as my hand wanted to disobey, I forced myself to open the door.
It swung out with the grating metallic creak, and shining my phone inside showed me a small, unremarkable kitchen that stunk of old oil and rat poison.
My poor brain did its best to process what had just happened, but I couldn't do it.
The fear was still gripping me all over, and the little cuts and bruises I had from the scuffle still burned and pulsed dully as a reminder that it was no dream.
My flashlight wobbled as I swung it around, but all I saw was an ordinary alleyway filled with overflowing trash cans and bugs scuttling in the darkness.
My heart jumped as I thought I saw the blue eyes in the darkness, but it was just the light reflecting on glass bottles.
Back on the street, life went on as always.
People were walking hunched through the rain, sirens blared, and silhouettes sat at their tables in the restaurant across the street.
All I wanted was to get back home.
so I turned and jogged toward my apartment block without looking back.
But it was as if I could still smell the rotting odor and feel those eyes looking at me.
Sometimes, I even thought I heard the screeching somewhere in the distance, and I would drop to my knees covering my head, much to the confusion of anyone near me.
The rain fell harder as I reached my dingy apartment building.
and I had to step over a man sleeping in front of the doorway to get inside.
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