3 True Warehouse Horror Stories That Will Make You Question Every Job

hold the hands. Didn't expect it to be this heavy. It's a dead body, not some back filled with trash. It's supposed to be heavy more did they say dead body? Holy smokes. I quickly switched off my flashlight and peeped behind a cardboard box to get a better view of what was happening. When I saw gave me goosebumps. Two men were dragging a black polypine ramps which I now know has a dead body inside. Never in my life had I thought to come across two murderers sneaking a

corpse into this warehouse. I took out my phone to call the cops, but realized there was no network inside the storage unit. The men were taking the body to the basement. I was silently following them, biding behind the boxes when I stepped on a broken piece of glass. The crunch made the men stop what they were doing and look around with wide eyes. I think there's someone here. You checked that way, Oh, look behind the boxes. No,

he's coming this way. Now what should I do? I quickly crawled to the doorway, but before I could get out, one of those murderers blocked my way. Where do you think you're going?

But when death comes, you try the hardest to cling to life. I took out my flashlight and hit him on the head with it. He moved away, holding his bleeding head and dropped the knife accidentally. I took full liberty of this chance and grabbed the knife before he could. He again jumped on me, but I stabbed him in the heart. The knife was deep inside and blood came out from his mouth with a dying choke. His lifeless body fell on the floor. I just murdered someone, but

I did it in my self defense. There's only one way to inform comps. Now, there's a phone in the security room. I must go there. I rushed to the security room, and as I opened the door, I found the second murderer waiting for me with a smile and a gun pointed in my face. How the hell did he get here? Timmy was a moron, but I'm not. I'll kill you before you can take another step. No, no, stop. I dropped the bloody knife from my hand. My mind

wasn't thinking straight anymore. I already have blood on my hands, and just like this man, I'm guilty of murder too, but I don't want to go to jail. That's when a vicious idea came to my mind. Look, we can both get away if you listen to me. Are you trying to make a deal with me? No? I don't want to go to prison, that's all. I have a wife waiting for me to come home. I want to live, and if I'm not wrong, you want to live too. Right. The man's face changed. He lowered the gun and asked,

what do you have in mind? I told him that together we can get rid of the bodies and part ways. He proposed to delete the CCTV footage to leave no evidence, and that was it. We dragged the bodies one by one into the incinerator and burnt them to ashes. Not even in my wildest dreams I thought to work side by side with a murderer. But life is not the same for everyone, especially when you're not rich enough. After getting rid of the bodies, we shook hands and promised

to never see or talk about this night again. He left in his blue pickup trunck and I closed the warehouse. You can't imagine how I drove home that night. I stopped to ring the doorbell, but found the main door already open. I got inside. There was only moonlight coming from the window. I threw my body on the couch. I called out to my wife, and she spoke from the kitchen, Nancy, are you awake? Yes, dear.

question keeps haunting me in my dreams. If I killed one of the murderers of my wife and helped the other get rid of my wife's body, then who answered me? When I got home that night, I won't to find myself strapped to a chair, the faint hum of a fork left echoing around me. Help is anyone out there? The laughter I heard in response was enough to make my skin crawl. I had to get out of there and fast. Suddenly the ropes dropped from the chair and

I was free. I raced through the warehouse, desperately searching for an escape route. I threw open a door and found myself face to face with a guy in an ad Jason mask. What the who are you? The only response he gave was raspy breathing. He raised a machete, and I felt my heart stop. I needed to hide. I dodged his swing and ran, my heart pumping with fear as I scrambled into a supply closet. I frantically looked around and noticed a trap door in the ceiling.

I climbed up, hoping to find an escape route. The ladder was long, and I felt my arms aching as I continued to climb, the darkness around me only broken by faint lights built into the wall. When I finally reached the top, I opened the door and looked around. The room was dark, but I managed to see an object in the distance. Climbing out and creeping toward it, I realized it was a chair, the same chair I had been strapped to earlier. My heart sank as I

tried to comprehend what was going on. I had to find a way out and fast. I ran for the door, only to be greeted by two men in Jason masks. They were blocking my path and they began to close in on me. What do you want from me? Why are you doing this? I had no time to wait for an answer. As they came closer, however, something happened that left me speechless. Their limbs holding machetes began to

fall off, as if they were made of plastic. As their bodies fell to the floor in front of me, I finally realized what these figures were and where I was. I had stumbled my way into a warehouse filled with animatronic horror characters. The sound of a forklift getting closer alerted me to the danger that lay ahead. I could see it coming from the shadows, driven by a man wearing a clown mask. Hey, you there, what's going on? He pressed a button and two more animatronic figures came

out of the shadows. They were famous horror characters once I had seen in movies but never wanted to face in real life. Suddenly, the lights went completely out. The man in the clown mask was chasing me, and I felt my legs start to give out from fear. No get away from me, I sprinted for the door, only to find that it was locked. I frantically searched around and noticed a large red button on the wall. I pushed it and the door opened up, revealing an exit

out of the warehouse. Yes, I'm free. The laughter echoing behind me only increased my fear. As I ran out of the warehouse and into a nearby forest, the rain started to pour. I just kept running, noticing that my legs and arms were moving slower. I felt tired, old and aged, I just gotta keep running. I pressed forward, running through the dark trees as I heard the sound of a forklift getting closer, closer. I finally looked back, and I saw the man and the clown Mask, his

laughter ringing in my ears. I could see his animatronics coming toward me as well. They were made of metal, and their limbs began to rust in the rain as they chased after me. I dodged behind several trees, making sure the man couldn't follow me in his forklift. I needed to find a way out. Finally, I stumbled across an abandoned mine shaft and scrambled inside, praying for safety. I hid in the dark, breathing heavily as I heard the forklift getting closer. I always know where you are.

There's no hiding from me, you know. I held my breath and sank into a corner and trying to make myself as small as possible. Suddenly, however, I heard the footsteps of the man and the clown mask getting closer. He was coming into the mine shaft, and I knew that he would find me. I had to make a run for it, and I tried to leap from the corner where I was hidden to make a break for it. With a pure feeling of horror, however, I realized something.

My arms and legs couldn't move. Looking down, I realized they were rusted, just like the animatronics. With a sinking feeling of dread, I knew that my fate was sealed. I finally realized what I was and why I had been in that warehouse. My body animatronic like the others, had completely rusted. Now I couldn't move any longer, and I was doomed to stay in that mind shaft forever, or until he caught me. Looks like I have to reset your mind again. I saw him coming closer, and

with a final murmur, I closed my eyes. His laughter echoed in my ears as the darkness enveloped me. The last thing I saw was the man reaching out to grab me. My name is and I don't want to scare you, but I think I'm about to die. It all started with Richard's house, my childhood friend. Recently, his uncle died in a car accident, so all his belongings were trapped in a warehouse, and they didn't want to

give them to his aunt. So he asked me for a huge favor to help him get into the warehouse to rescue a gold watch and give it to his aunt. I was touched by Richard's noble wish, but his uncle always made me suspicious. Whenever I went to his house, I saw a lot of satanic insignia or cult stuff. But he was my best friend and I couldn't say no to him. When we arrived at night, we carefully slipped into the warehouse, but the security guard saw us

quickly and started chasing us. The guard was pretty old, so he couldn't keep up with us, and as soon as we lost him, we ducked out of sight. Very carefully. We made it to Richard's uncle's warehouse. I asked Richard if he had brought the key, but instead he pulled out a lock pick and unlocked the padlock. Hey, you told me your aunt ada key. Why did you use a lock pick? Uh? You see, Come on, Richard, there's no such thing as a gold watch for your aunt.

It's all an excuse to rob your dead uncle, isn't it. What if it is he's dead, he won't wear any of this. Richard entered the place without paying attention to me and started to put everything he saw into a huge bag. Among everything he stole, something caught my attention. It was two round gold jewels. Underneath them there was a note that said keep quiet. As soon as Richard stole them, the power went out. We decided to leave the place immediately, but suddenly we heard a scream. Oh,

that was the voice of the guard. We were not alone. After a few seconds, the screams became muffled, and before we knew it, they disappeared. We ran to the exit door, and when we trying to open it, it was locked. Darn for sure the guard had them, and the worst thing was that everything was too dark for Richard to use his lock pick again to escape. While we were thinking about how to escape, a corpse came flying towards us. It was the guard. His throat was torn with a

lot of force. This was not the work of someone from this world. From the direction of where the corpse was thrown, something approached us. It was a humanoid of more than two meters. With each step it took we could feel it twist more than the previous one. It knew we were here and it wanted to hurt us. Look, Richard, he has no eyes. The note said, keep quiet. How do we get out of here? Keep quiet? We must return those jewels. We both started walking slowly toward Richard's

uncle's warehouse. We passed by the monster without making a sound, and as I suspected he could not hear us. Hey, Thomas, I'm sorry, but I'll escape with the jewels. What Suddenly Richard pushed me in the direction of the monster and started screaming. The monster walked nervously in my direction. As Richard ran away, I froze, holding my breath as the monster got closer and closer, trying to find me. He

knew I was there, but he didn't know where. I took a few steps back, and without realizing it, I skidded, and even though I didn't fall, I made some noise. The monster walked in my direction furious, but suddenly it stopped, turned around, and ran away. We both heard Richard reopening his uncle's warehouse. I stood up and ran quickly to the warehouse. He had betrayed me, but I still wanted to help him. By the time I got there, though, it was too late. The monster was in front of Richard,

who was threatening him. With a knife locked in the war house. Richard ran with his knife and stamped the monster, but the monster didn't flinch. In response, the monster put a hand on Richard's head and pinned him against the wall. My friend began to scream, while with the other hand, the monster reached across his throat and ripped out its trachea.

Richard screamed no more. Immediately he dropped dead. As I watched my friend fall to the ground, the monster saw the two gold stones on the ground, grabbed them, and put them in his hands. The stones got out of control and began to move on their own. At that moment, I realized that these were not just jewels, they were the eyes at the monster. The strange being began to

look all over the room. My eyes had already adapted to the darkness, so I could see perfectly how its horrible golden eyes moved all around until it fixated on its next victim, me. The monsters started walking slowly, but when I ran towards the exit door, its speed increased rapidly. As I ran away, I found the guard's corpse and grabbed his keys. When I reached the exit door, I quickly tried all of the keys I could, but none would fit. And that's the end of my story. At

this moment, the monster is very close. I only have two keys left. For sure one of them is the right one. If I put in the wrong key, I have no doubt that I will die. I took a deep breath and put in one of the two keys, and with all my strength I forced it open, praying that I had chosen the right key.