I Stumbled Upon These Records Of A Fucked Up Internet Stranger, And The Person Who Dared To Claim His ‘Prize’
It started off simply enough, an anonymous challenge made to those browsing 4chan’s notorious /b/ sub, a prize hidden near rubble was promised.
The original poster making the challenge provided specific coordinates for the location of the “prize”.
And a broader view reveals that the location is in one of three apparently empty warehouses behind a seemingly abandoned old lot in Elizabethton, Tennessee in East Tennessee among the Tri-Cities. By the shape of the warehouses they may have once been airplane hangers.
The denizens of 4chan were understandably skeptical of the notion that there was any “prize” there at all and most assumed it was just another scam, someone trolling them for fun.
But the original poster promised the location was “warm” and that there were no cops around. He pressured people to come and claim the “prize.”
He then posted a disturbing picture.
Zoomed in.
People still didn’t respond and that seemed to annoy him greatly so he posted another seemingly gruesome picture.
Again, zoomed in, what appears to be a spinal column and perhaps part of a pelvis.
He made a cryptic statement regarding “my friend” and then posted another picture of a “prize.”
Zoomed in picture of the “plastic prize.”
The nature of the “prize” seemed to become a bit clearer, the seemingly human remains, the mention of a friend he’d had for a long time. This image the user posted appears to have some kind of writing on it although it can’t be made out.
This was the last post made by the original user, seeking to entice people to come and claim this “prize.” It’s unclear what “singing” refers to.
Zoomed in, it’s what appears to be the same plastic bag together with a person’s (presumably the original user’s) hand holding a Post-It with writing of some kind on it. The location appears to be a basement or somewhere underground at least. The floor looks like a dirt floor rather than a concrete one.
This was the last time the original poster took part in this thread and it lay dormant for several days with no one announcing they planned to go and claim this “prize.”
Then, five days later, a user calling himself Alex appeared and said that he was going to check things out. He also decided to live post what he found, uploading pictures he took as he went and providing short commentary.
In his first post he makes a reference to coming early which seems to imply he had reached out to the original poster and agreed to meet him at the location of “the prize.” Being sneaky, Alex decided to arrive early to scope out the scene in advance of meeting a creepy online stranger in real life.
He posted this photo of himself heading down some stairs first, presumably because the original poster’s photos depict a basement.
Then he started updating.
Zoomed in. Some jars and what appears to be the door to the basement. Alex appears to have indeed arrived before his “friend” the original poster offering the prize.
Alex then started describing his surroundings.
Zoomed. Some plastic.
A label to something that said “Bundie.”
Alex noted that the floor was indeed made of dirt, a construction technique not allowed for decades making the building he was in quite old. The building was apparently huge and smelled like spoiled food.
There was also scrap everywhere and wiring that appeared fairly new down in the basement. He also thought he heard his “friend” arriving but went back upstairs and saw nothing.
The scrap.
There was also what appeared to be fairly new electrical wiring. At this point he heard a rustling sound as well.
And then a bag.
So, he opened it.
The pelvis.
The plate.
Inside the folded and fastened plate was a hard drive which Alex put in his pocket.
Underneath the plastic bag was a hole.
The inside of the folded plate also had writing on it which said:
“Plates a date
A very important mate
You shouldn’t have come here
I lied”
Then he continued opening the plastic bag and thats when something inside it moved.
“OK. Shit. opening bag and IT FUCKING MOVED. i almost shat bag contained tortured possum. bound up in string. bag inside bag inside bag. When I got all the bags apart the fucker darted across dirt prison. possum was jammed in this foam in a plastic walmart bag.”
It should be noted that when you look at this location on Google Maps it is fairly close to a Super Wal-Mart so it’s very likely whoever put the bag there had gotten it nearby.
Continuing to explore, Alex discovered old prescription pills and something else large, wrapped in plastic and duct tape. He also heard a car pull up and began to panic.
“I hear someone outside driving really slow over the gravel. I think its time for my date. I am going to see if there is a second door. dark as shit. phone flashlight is shit. WTF is this?”
There was also a mailbox in the basement which had what appeared to be dead animal remains.
And Alex decided to get the hell out of there. He found what he thought was a crawl space or basement window.
But it wasn’t a window or a crawl space. So, with no other way out, he decided to turn around and leave through the main wooden door to the basement.
