The Caretaker
Have you ever wondered if a house could be alive?
"The Caretaker" will take you into a cursed house where every wall hides a bloody secret, every shadow carries hungry souls, and behind every door waits death.
---The Caretaker
Macy’s chilling story will leave you breathless — your heart will pound, your skin will crawl, and you’ll feel as if someone is standing right behind you.
⚠️ This story is not for the faint of heart.
If you have the courage, watch until the very end…
---The Caretaker
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🩸 The Caretaker – Part 1
The damp night spread across the coast of Oregon. In the middle of the dense forest stood an old house—lonely, soaked with moisture, and drowned in silence. This house wasn’t marked on any map, as if it had been deliberately hidden from the eyes of the world.
1. Macey’s Decision
Macey Mullins had just graduated from college. She was buried under a mountain of debt and carried the responsibility of caring for her younger sister, Alice. One day, she came across a strange job ad on Craigslist:
“Caretaker Needed. Three days. Good pay. Remote location.”
The ad looked ordinary, but the pay was unusually high. Macey thought it would be foolish to let this chance slip away. The next day, she replied by email, and to her shock, she was accepted immediately.
2. Journey to the House
Macey drove her old car through the forest roads. The GPS kept losing signal, and the road seemed to vanish between the thick trees, as if the forest were swallowing it. After a few hours, she came across a rusty gate with a plaque that read: “Mullvain House.”
The gate creaked open on its own. A shiver ran through Macey—it felt as if someone had opened it from the inside.
3. The First Meeting
At the door stood an elderly woman, her wrinkled face carrying eyes that seemed cold and empty.
“You’re Macey?” she asked without a smile.
Macey nodded.
“Come in. I need to explain the work.”
Inside, the air smelled strange—of dampness, rotting wood, and old metal. Oil paintings hung on the walls, but the eyes in every portrait were dark and blurred, as if alive—watching Macey.
4. The Rules of the Job
The woman said:
“My husband is sick, bedridden. Your job is to care for him. But remember—once night falls, do not go upstairs.”
“Why?” Macey dared to ask.
The woman stared at her:
“Just don’t. Those who try never come back.”
Macey’s heart raced. But she thought: it’s only three days, the pay is good. Swallowing her fear, she agreed.
5. A Strange Beginning
The first night went by normally. The old man was very weak, his breathing shallow and broken. But at midnight, Macey heard strange noises from above—as if something heavy was being dragged across the floor.
She told herself it was just an old house, wood creaking. But then… she heard a whisper. Someone was calling her name: “Macey…”
Her blood ran cold. She rushed out of the room, but in the hallway mirror she didn’t see her own reflection. Instead, she saw the face of a strange woman, with eyes completely black.
6. The First Fear
In the morning, Macey asked the woman about it. She didn’t smile, just said:
“In this house, don’t trust what you see. Just remember the rule—don’t go upstairs.”
But the more she was forbidden, the stronger her curiosity grew. What was upstairs? Why couldn’t she go there?
That night, the noises returned, and this time a shadow moved near the stairs. Someone softly tapped on the wood. It felt like someone upstairs was calling to her.
Macey held her breath, grabbed her flashlight, and stepped toward the stairs. Her heart pounded louder and louder.
And then…
At the top of the staircase, two glowing eyes appeared in the dark.
👉 End of Part 1
(Coming up in Part 2: Macey’s encounter with the truth, the real nature of the house, and the shadows waiting to devour her soul…)
🩸 The Caretaker – Part 2
In the heavy silence of the night, Macey’s flashlight beam cut through the staircase. From above, two glowing eyes stared down at her—still, unblinking, as if someone had been waiting in the dark.
1. Terror on the Stairs
Macey’s body froze. She couldn’t even move back. Suddenly, the flashlight flickered and went out. In the darkness, the eyes began to spread wider—then a whole face appeared. It was the old woman’s face, but her lips were torn to her ears and her teeth were black, sharp.
Macey screamed and stumbled down the stairs. When she looked back—nothing. The stairs were empty.
She stayed awake until morning, too afraid to tell anyone what she had seen.
2. The House’s History
The next day, Macey quietly searched the shelves and cabinets in the house. She found an old trunk filled with newspaper clippings, covered in dust and brown stains like dried blood.
The first clipping read:
“The Mysterious End of the Mullvain Family — 1972”
The article said that the four members of the family living in this house suddenly disappeared. No trace was ever found—only blood streaks on the walls and the attic door left half-open.
The second clipping was titled:
“The Caretaker Curse”
It said that every few years, a new caretaker came to Mullvain House—and never returned. Villagers believed the house was home to a demonic spirit that chose the caretaker as its meal.
Macey’s breath quickened. She realized the Craigslist ad wasn’t a coincidence—it was part of the curse.
3. The Old Man’s Whisper
That night, the bedridden old man suddenly spoke. His voice was broken and raspy:
“Don’t go upstairs… they’re watching… they’re always hungry.”
Macey asked, trembling—“Who are they?”
The old man grabbed her wrist so hard her bones cracked.
“Caretaker… you’re next.”
His eyes turned completely white, and Macey screamed, pulling back. But in the next moment, he looked normal again—like nothing had happened.
4. The Demon’s Secret
As the night deepened, Macey heard scratching on the walls. Sometimes it felt like something crawled behind the walls, sometimes under the floor.
Finally, she gathered her courage and climbed the stairs. The air changed—cold, foul.
The attic door was half-open. Inside, she saw old toys, broken furniture, and a huge dusty mirror. But in the mirror, she didn’t see herself…
She saw dozens of faces—former caretakers. Their skin pale, eyes hollow, lips dripping with blood. All of them muttered together:
“Now it’s your turn…”
Suddenly, one hand pushed through the glass and grabbed her throat. She screamed, fell back, and the attic door slammed shut.
5. The True Woman
When she ran downstairs, the old woman was waiting at the door. On her face was the same horrifying smile Macey had seen in the night.
“You looked upstairs… now you can’t leave.”
Her voice shifted—deep, male, demonic. Her eyes turned black as ink, her skin cracked.
“We all need a caretaker. Every house does. And now—it’s you.”
Macey screamed and tried to run, but the door was sealed shut. The windows were bricked over. The house had come alive, trapping her inside.
6. Attack of the Shadows
In the hallway, shadows began to move. They slid out of the walls, becoming alive. Their shapes had arms and legs, but no faces. They whispered:
“The Caretaker… The Caretaker…”
Macey ran into the kitchen. But even there, ghostly figures stood—some had taken the face of her sister, Alice.
“Sis… don’t leave us…”
Macey broke down in tears. She realized the house was using her deepest memories and fears to break her.
7. The Endless Night
Hours passed, but the night wouldn’t end. The clock hands were stuck at 3:15 AM. Outside, the sky was always dark.
She understood—the house wasn’t part of the real world anymore. It was a trapped, demonic dimension.
She ran into the basement, hoping for a hidden exit. But on the walls, names were written in blood:
“Anna, David, Clark, Rose…” And at the very end, a new name glowed:
“Macy Mullins”
8. In the Grip of Darkness
Her body trembled. As she rushed for the door, black hands shot out of the dark and grabbed her legs. Screaming, she grabbed a rusty rod from the wall and struck back.
The basement echoed with screams. The shadows retreated—but then a deep voice rumbled:
“You cannot escape… your end is here.”
Macey fell in the center of the basement. There was a pit in the ground—black, endless, like a gate to Hell.
Hands began to rise from the pit—dozens, hundreds, all with the screaming faces of past caretakers.
Macey screamed…
👉 End of Part 2
(Coming up in Part 3: Macey’s final confrontation with the house and the demon, the true root of the curse, and the terrifying reveal of who “The Caretaker” really is…)
🩸 The Caretaker – Part 3
The darkness spreading through the basement had come alive. An ocean of shadows swirled around Massie, and the screams rising from the black pit tore through her ears.
1. The Gate of Hell
Faces emerged from the pit, twisted and grotesque—eyes bulging, jaws stretched unnaturally, skin hanging like rags. All of them reached out toward Massie.
Suddenly, one face became clear—her mother’s face.
“Massie… come with us. Here there is no pain, here everything ends.”
But the voice held no compassion—only cold hatred. Massie screamed and tried to back away, but the floor beneath her feet was melting.
2. The Truth of the Curse
From the pit rose a massive figure, cloaked in black, its face hidden in shadow. Its eyes burned like red embers.
It spoke—
“Every house needs blood. Every house needs a caretaker. I am the power that has kept the Mullvain House alive. And you… you are chosen.”
Massie, trembling, whispered—“Why me?”
It answered—
“Because inside you lives the very fear I feed on. The more you fear, the stronger I become.”
3. The Secret of the Mirror
In the corner of the basement, Massie noticed the old mirror. She looked into it—and saw behind her the reflections of hundreds of past caretakers. They whispered—
“Break the cycle… break the cycle…”
The newspaper clippings flashed in her mind—every caretaker had died, but some had tried to resist. Perhaps the mirror was the very heart of the house.
4. Rebellion
The demonic figure moved closer. Shadows wrapped around her legs like chains.
“You cannot escape. You are one of us now.”
Gathering all her strength, Massie grabbed an iron rod and smashed it against the mirror.
The glass shattered. At that instant, the entire house shook violently.
The shadows screamed as though their souls were being torn apart. The hands reaching from the pit recoiled. The demon’s red eyes began to dim.
5. The Final Battle
But the demon was not gone yet. In fury, it shook the entire basement.
“If I die… you die with me!”
The black smoke swirled around Massie, trying to consume her. She grabbed a shard of the broken mirror and pointed it at the monster.
In the shard, she saw its true face—it was none other than the first caretaker, the one who had sold his soul by serving the house.
Massie screamed—
“You were once a caretaker… now you’re nothing but a monster!”
And she plunged the shard deep into its chest.
6. The Fall of the House
A storm of screams erupted. The whole house trembled. Blood seeped from the walls. Windows exploded into shards.
The pit in the basement collapsed in on itself, dragging the demon into the void. The shadows vanished like smoke.
With her last bit of strength, Massie climbed the stairs and broke through the front door, running into the open air.
7. The Echo of the Curse
For the first time, morning sunlight touched the house. Mullvain House was now nothing but ruins.
Massie ran far, gasping for breath. She thought she was free.
But then she saw her arm—letters written in blood appeared:
“Caretaker”
Her eyes filled with tears. She understood—the curse wasn’t gone. She had destroyed the house, but its spirit now lived inside her.
No matter where she went, she would forever remain The Caretaker.
🔥 The Caretaker — The End
In this final part, Massie fought the demon and the house, uncovered the root of the curse, and destroyed it. But the twist revealed that the curse had entered her, making Massie the new vessel of the darkness—the true Caretaker.
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