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There is a fate worse than death. That is how the Priest began the sermon. Despite the unorthodox opening the sermon was infact quite normal. We had all known that the Silent Choir was the enemy. Then he said something we had never expected. Something that made the entire congregation go dead silent. He told us about the Betwixt.

That is the fate worse than death, to become Betwixt. You dont die, you dont even cease to exist. You simply become stuck between reality and the hell of the Choirs realm. It is the punishment for willing service to the Choir. Your soul is eternally damned for turning away from the light and truth of the Savior, the Blessed Anchor of Our Souls against the Darkness. You are left flickering forever between the two realities, barely more than a shadow one moment, the next your normal form, back and forth every moment of every day for the rest of eternity.

I have to admit this sermon was certainly the most thought provoking sermon the old priest had given in many years. A terrifying new prospect to consider. The truth of service to what we thought was the newest guise of the Father of Lies. All the more reason to ignore its whispers and lies. All the more reason to NEVER cross the threshold beyond all hope. I was still thinking about this when I got home, tomorrow I would join the UHSN the Unified Holy Sanctums Navy. I had nothing left anymore anyways not after little Ellen died, then my wife Juliana only a week later. I had to move on I had no reason to stay here anymore. The apartment was of course empty save for a lonely air mattress in the corner of the living room. I cant even bring myself to sleep where She used to sleep. It was time to go, I was finally ready to explore the galaxy. I had almost forgotten about the Betwixt by the time I had laid down to sleep. I would never forget them again after that night.

I was in a strange place, one I had never been before. Long hallways painted gunmetal grey, though I had never been on one I couldn't shake the feeling I was seeing the interior of one of the UHSNs great warships. At first the overhead lighting hummed brightly and the hallways were well lit, not a single place to hide save in one of the many rooms I assumed the doors lead too. As I began to walk around however I noticed a slow dimming of lights and a noticeable drop in temperature. I turned a corner after what I estimated to be about 35 minutes of walking to find a hallway with barely functioning lighting, if one wasnt simply off it was flickering. The temperature too suddenly dropped even more, I wasnt just cold I was freezing. Then I heard a sound that could've stopped my heart. "There you are Daddy" little Ellens voice came from the darkness. "Are you hear to play with me?" She said sounding closer. "This cant be" I said. "Dont be silly Daddy you can see me again. Just give in." Then she came into the one working light. No, it wasnt her, not really. It was an outline of her form, then it was her exactly as I remembered. Then back to the outline again. "No. No. No" I began to say backing up. I gripped my crucifix and began to pray. She began to laugh. "He has no power here Daddy. He doesnt listen to your Dreams." Then a voice that most definitely wasn't her a voice of ancient Primordial Evil, "ONLY I DO". "JESUS HAVE MERCY ON ME A SINNER" I Began the Jesus prayer aloud and strong. The temperature rose suddenly, the lights all turned on and Ellen was gone. As soon as I finished the prayer I woke up covered in sweat. I looked over at the closed bedrooms. I could see the lights flickering underneath the door crack.

These files used to be so highly classified to say Top Secret wouldnt even be close to accurate. Multiple Presidents, Prime Ministers and various other heads of state were not even informed. Theys contain the interview logs of the first astronauts to encounter the Entity we formerly believed was a large black hole, albeit lacking in gravitational force. These encounters are actually with the Entity we now understand to be The Silent Choir. These logs are now publicly available. To fight the Enemy we must know it and how to resist it. Only in the Final log are the names of both participants in the interview, Interviewer and astronaut/cosmonaut known, Alan Shepard interviewing John Glenn.

Gagarin: "I saw no God up there, but what I heard made me hope to the depths of my soul there is one."

INTERVIEWER: "You know the Soviet Union cannot allow, wait did you say heard?"

Gagarin: "Yes I said Heard."

I: "What did you hear?"

Gagarin: "It was a song but I heard it in my head it didnt come from anywhere physical."

I: "I see can you describe the song?"

Gagarin: "It was like hearing the voice of everyone Ive ever known singing to me, trying to draw me in to something. Like a Sirens song. But I think it was telling me lies."

Several of the following lines were redacted in the original document the log officially ends with the following.

INTERVIEWER: "The official line released to the public will of course be "I see no God up here" a great win for Soviet Secularism."

The next log was an interview conducted between an unnamed Interviewer and the first American into Space Alan Shepard. As you will see Shepard also encountered the Entity Known as the Silent Choir.

Alan Shepard: "There mustve been some sort of error with the radios up there, interference or something"

Interviewer: "What do you mean?"

Shepard: "Well it was like I could hear singing inside my head, that cant have been possible so it must've been some interference from a radio station playing music, you guys didnt hear that?"

Interviewer: "Alan there was no, interference. We didn't hear that."

Shepard: "What the hell do you mean? If it wasnt radio interference what the hell was it?"

Interviewer: "You had to have heard it in your head."

Shepard Cuts off the Interviewer here: "How would that be even possible?"

Interviewer: "We have no Idea"

This concludes the relevant part of that interview log. We will now move on to the final interview log. Alan Shepard Interviewing John Glenn.

Glenn: "I know you heard it too Al, the singing."

Shepard: "And you know I still think it had to have been radio interference Houston never picked up somehow"

Glenn: "Dont give me that crap Al, you and I both know thats not what this is. You just dont wanna admit it."

Shepard: "John I really have no Idea what you mean."

Glenn: "Every single word of that song was a damnned lie Al. I know it. Shit the singing scared me so damn bad I started praying." Glenn Sighs

Shepard: "Youve always taken that way more seriously than I do John, what are you trying to say?"

Glenn: "Dammit Al I was getting to that, I wasnt finished. You wanna know what happened when I started praying? The singing got quieter and quieter until it stopped."

Shepard under his breath: "Holy Shit"

Glenn: "Now you get it don't you? I'm telling you that thing up there is the Father of Lies."

This concludes the interview logs from the first encounters with the entity known as the Silent Choir. It is our belief that John Glenns final assessment on the nature of the Choir is correct, however we must be fully transparent and inform you that infact no definitive proof has ever been found confirming The Silent Choir is infact the Father of Lies. We do however know that Faith is the strongest defense against its temptations. Hold your faith to our Holy Savior and the Anchor of Our Souls and You shall not be tempted into evil.

This is part 6 of a Multipart series Following Humanities struggles against the Silent Choir.

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/TalesFromTheCreeps/s/kTuNeiHTD7

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/TalesFromTheCreeps/s/f4qBACaQhJ

Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/TalesFromTheCreeps/s/mh780L22VX

Part 4: https://www.reddit.com/r/TalesFromTheCreeps/s/r2lKbYEu33

Part 5: https://www.reddit.com/r/TalesFromTheCreeps/s/9BncY5pa8P

This city is not a cess pit it is a septic tank. The filth did not cover the streets by accident. It was by design. Every excess, every pleasure and every Sin was given into until the shit created too much pressure on the valves and it burst forth a flowing river of filth and degradation. They will tell you God turned his back on us. This is a lie. We turned our back on him, he is still watching us. He never forgot how to bring the fire. I pray he does soon.

I looked up from desk out into the flowing river of vile shit they called a street. People walking up and down like zombies. The occasional walking corpse dropping from the cocktails of drugs they injested hourly. The stench wrinkled my nose even through the closed window. Disgusted I stood up. "Jeremiah, did you open a window again?" I asked my only assistant perhaps a bit too roughly. No answer. Where was the boy? "Jerimiah? Brother Jerimiah? Are you there?" I called out shuffling my way over to the door. Perhaps he was in the kitchen preparing a meal.

"Jeremiah?" I called as I approached the kitchen. Still no answer. Strange. Even stranger the kitchen was empty, there werent even the usual pots and pans hanging around. It was almost as If I had entered another reality which was of course impossible. Ahh yes perhaps the shrine. I will find brother Jeremiah at the shrine of course he would be worshipping. "Silly old Fool" I cursed myself leaving the depressing kitchen, and there were the pots and pans piled in the washroom sink. I had worried for nothing. Jeremiah would be in the shrine I knew it now.

"There you are brother" I called out to Jeremiahs form standing before the alter. "Praying for the souls of the city again Brother?" I asked chuckling not noticing his hands were at his sides. He didnt answer, he didnt even seem to hear me. "Brother Jeremiah is the Lord speaking to you?" I asked. The temperature of the room suddenly dropped noticably. The smell of sulfur hit my nose. Then I heard the voice of the evil one coming from Brother Jeremiah. "He is no longer listening Preist. He has Damnned this city and you with it." "So thats what this is" I snapped back "The father of lies is here to deceive me is he? Do you expect me to fall to my knees and worship you for my salvation?" The cold voice merely laughed. A laugh that chilled my old bones one that caused even the cockroaches to flee in terror. "You will die with this city. Your faith cannot save you from Death. I can save you from it. I can grant you enternal life" "No you can't, you grant only Damnation. Begone from this place and give Brother Jeremiah his body back" "Jeremiah is Gone Augustus. His soul is MINE" At these words Jeremiahs body finally began moving and flickering. One second he was himself the next second only a blackened outline of the suggestion of his form. Then the screams started in my head. Jeremiahs screams, his soul was in pain real visceral pain. "What is this? How can you take the soul of the faithful? Will you tell me that?" I asked the flickering form. "I cannot" was the only answer I ever received. The flickering thing bore down on me reaching out. Reaching to take my soul. Trying to damn me to hell even now as the fire falls on New Gahmorrah. As God finally cleanses this city of the overflowing river of shit that the Silent Choir let loose. And now I walk the ruins of this city my soul screaming in pain as I am ripped between reality and what can only be hell every single second of every day. I am damned but maybe I can save you before its too late.

So if you saw my last post Im currently homeless and was looking into the military. Ive decided to go forward with the Navy based on everything theyve offered.

If the Silent Choir existed, a God had to exist, and if praying to Jesus stops the Whispers in your mind then that God must logically be the Christian God. Funny how things work out. I used to be a staunch Atheist, but now I can no longer deny the Obvious.

The husk of the Old City sat on the horizon almost mocking me. "Hey Nathaniel, is it clear? Are the Blasphemous on the road?" Jareds voice came floating up to me, his ever present nervousness barely even contained. "No I dont see any of them nor do I see the Soul Damned"

"God is truly with us today then Brother Nathaniel" Jared responded, this time there was only the barest hint of nervousness.

We waited until nightfall to approach the city, we'd be far less likely to be seen by any Blasphemous watching the road. It seems to have been the correct choice given we reached the city without much incident. "Brother Jared what do you make of the state of these buildings?" I asked Jared hoping he agreed with my assessment. "Well I'd say that there isnt much hope of finding the Relic but, we must of course try." He replied, of course he'd say that. Admittedly he wasn't wrong, if the Relic gave us a chance at keeping the last of us alive we must find it. "Then we continue Brother Jared, if we can alleviate the great defeat it must be done"

We of course did not find the ruins of the Cathedral that day, nor did we find it the second day. The third day dawned with little hope and darkening rain clouds. Little did we know this would be our grace. Brother Jared and I set out that day early in morning moving from structure to structure dodging what rain we could. "Brother Nathaniel." I heard Jared say from further back behind me than he should have been. "Brother Jared why are you lagging behind? it isnt safe!" "Brother Nathaniel you must see this. There is a shaft of light through the clouds. Golden Light." Hearing this I turned back and made my way to him it was worth investingating at least.

He was right of course there was a shaft of sunlight poking through the clouds shining on one area. It was certainly worth investigation. As we made our way through the burn out husks of buildings we slowly began to hear in our minds the screams of the soul damned. "Brother Nathaniel be on your gaurd I hear the screams" "They are but faint yet Brother Jared, they are still far away" "Still keep an eye out and search for them Brother Nathaniel." Jared was right damn him the screams in our minds was of course worrying. Thankfully we saw the Holy Cathedral before we saw any soul damned.

It stood there intact amongst the ruins of a city long burnt out. The domed rooftop glittering in the sunlight the gilding along the edges still holding up after all this time. "Perhaps our hope of finding the Holy Relic is higher than we thought Brother Jared" I said a slight chuckle on my voice. Jared didnt respond he only whimpered faintly tugging at my pant leg. "What is i?" I said turning around my question answering itself immediately. Hundreds perhaps thousands of Soul Damned moving through the ruins. Their flickering forms slowly making their way over the rubble and through the husks of buildings. Making their way towards us. Towards our Eternal Damnation. "TO THE CATHEDRAL RUN!" I yelled tugging on Jareds robes urging him to run with me. Thankfully I could hear him running behind me towards the Cathedral towards our hopeful salvation.

(This is the fourth installment in a series Im working on. This is a reality where Humanity has already lost the other is where Humanity is still fighting. Other parts are here . https://www.reddit.com/r/TalesFromTheCreeps/s/UOYNM20qPf

https://www.reddit.com/r/TalesFromTheCreeps/s/gfS7R1vAxh

https://www.reddit.com/r/TalesFromTheCreeps/s/NiwMSqdmcP

So Im considering honestly the Navy to help me get out of being homeless, thing is Im 32 so Im a bit older than most recruits. But really Its a big step so Im just not sure if this is the right choice ya know? Advice would be appreciated

"Trust in the Holy Savior! Trust in the Holy Anchor of your Souls! Blessed is the warrior who fights against the dark. Blessed is he who gives his life for the salvation of his brothers!" The chaplain yelled out to end his sermon. With that we were all officially inducted into the crew of the UHSN Vae Victus. I still wasnt even used to the uniform let alone my rank.

"Lieutenant? Lieutenant McCreary?" I heard a gruff voice saying my name and my new rank. "Yes, you can call me Titus, please," I paused glancing at the stripes on his shoulder "Staff Sergeant?" I said hoping he caught my question. "Staff Sergeant Konrad Kyyreairden. But you can call me Konrad. I'll be the senior NCO of your Platoon and thus your direct 'assistant'." He formed air quotes around the word assistant. I couldn't exactly blame him. He had real experience in the military, I didnt. "I see well I hope we can help each other as much as possible. Mind showing me the way to my Quarters?" "Not at all. Right next to mine actually" Konrad responds.

As it turned out the entire platoon was kept in the same area onboard the vast ship. We were only a single platoon in one of 3 Starine Regiments aboard. We were here for security for the Navy and as planetary assualt forces for Invasions. We also technically served as a counter boarding force, if there was any enemy capable of boarding a Battleship. The strangest thing was I had seen these hallways before. In my nightmare 7 months ago.

"By the way Titus have you heard of the Anchorite Templars?" Konrad asked after we had set up my room. I didnt have many things but there was still the control panel to go over. "I think so, aren't they those warrior Priests in that special armor?" I asked in response. "Oh they are warriors but they aren't exactly preists" Konrad chuckled in response "No theyre what gets sent in when everything goes to shit." He said his face dead serious. "I'm serious Titus I need you to understand something, if theyre with a unit youre going into something dangerous. Damn near suicidal" as if to prove Konrads point a large figure in jet black armor covered in crosses and rosaries walked by the open door of my room. "Was that?" I began to ask. "Yeah that was the point I was getting at."

It wouldn't be long before I would find out exactly why the Anchorite Templars were on board with us. We spent 3 weeks training with the rest of the Warfleeet before we jumped to a backwater planet on the edge of human space called Tulkanor IV. It was just a forest world in the Tulkanor system. Apparently it housed an important Cathedral, and Saint Tulkanor's remains. He had died on that planet in crash landing, ending his holy expedition. It would be our job to be the back up force to assist the Templars in defending the Cathedral.

The Volko'Neth look almost exactly what I would have imagined a demon to look like, except they're aliens, not true demons. "They sure do look like demons dont they Sarge?" Clemmons the Machine Gunner yelled at Konrad. "Yeah Clemmons they sure do, now shut up and keep your eyes on the targets. Dont fucking miss" Konrad yelled back before turning to me. "Lieutenant may I suggest you request air support?" Konrad said reminding me of my comm set "Shit youre right thanks Sergeant" I responded before keying in my command code "This is Lieutenant Titus McCreary Requesting immediate air support" "Roger Titus we here you moving in a Fire Support ship" Command responded. Konrad suddenly looked at him wide eyed. "A ship? A whole fucking ship? What the fuck is out there?" He said so only I could hear. I shook my head as an enormous thundering began above. The ship had arrived and was already firing. The massive explosions began to rip up trees, bushes and even threw up what we assumed to be Volko'Neth Structures. We had won, or so we thought.

After the bombardment the Volko'Neth retreated en masse. We assumed to assist the casualties at their rear. We assumed we were safe. We were wrong.

While we celebrated I looked out into the woods and I saw it not one, not two but at least 10 Betwixt slowly making their way towards out position. Slowly coming to rip our souls apart.

"BETWIXT!" I screamed at the top my lungs "POSITIONS NOW PREPARE TO FIRE ON MY COMMAND" The doors to the Cathedral burst open and 5 warriors of the Order of the Sacred Anchor strode out holy swords drawn Armor gleaming with holy inscriptions. They strode fearless chanting prayers to face down the soul destroying horrors making their way towards us.

The Whispers were there before the Choir was. Have you ever gotten one of those random dark thoughts in the back of your mind? The kind you'd probably call an "intrusive thought"? What if I told you I know exactly where it came from, because I do.

On April 12, 1960 Yuri Gagarin became the first man in space, a fact the world was informed of in short order. The Soviets did not inform us what else Gagarin became the first person to encounter. According to Gagarin quote "When I first reached space I suddenly saw clearly in my mind a black hole appear near Jupiter. No sorry 2 black holes stuck together almost like the symbol of infinity. It whispered things to me. It whispered lies." This report was only gained by the US due to an unidentified defector.

If you hear its whispers know that what it tells your are lies. He is the father of lies after all. Do not give into the lies. I have seen what happens when you do. And it is a fate worse than death. Humanity is on the brink of destruction because too many have abandoned Truth and Light for Lies. If by some miracle this manages to reach you. Please Heed my Warning. The Whispers at the back of your mind are LIES. WHATEVER YOU DO YOU MUST IGNORE THEM. YOUR SOUL IS AT STAKE. HUMANITY AS IT STAKE.

There is a fate worse than death. That is how the Priest began the sermon. Despite the unorthodox opening the sermon was infact quite normal. We had all known that the Silent Choir was the enemy. Then he said something we had never expected. Something that made the entire congregation go dead silent. He told us about the Betwixt.

That is the fate worse than death, to become Betwixt. You dont die, you dont even cease to exist. You simply become stuck between reality and the hell of the Choirs realm. It is the punishment for willing service to the Choir. Your soul is eternally damned for turning away from the light and truth of the Savior, the Blessed Anchor of Our Souls against the Darkness. You are left flickering forever between the two realities, barely more than a shadow one moment, the next your normal form, back and forth every moment of every day for the rest of eternity.

I have to admit this sermon was certainly the most thought provoking sermon the old priest had given in many years. A terrifying new prospect to consider. The truth of service to the newest guise of the Father of Lies. All the more reason to ignore its whispers and lies. All the more reason to NEVER cross the threshold beyond all hope. I was still thinking about this when I got home, tomorrow I would join the UHSN the Unified Holy Sanctums Navy. I had nothing left anymore anyways not after little Ellen died, then my wife Juliana only a week later. I had to move on I had no reason to stay here anymore.

The apartment was of course empty save for a lonely air mattress in the corner of the living room. I cant even bring myself to sleep where She used to sleep. It was time to go, I was finally ready to explore the galaxy. I had almost forgotten about the Betwixt by the time I had laid down to sleep. I would never forget them again after that night.

I was in a strange place, one I had never been before. Long hallways painted gunmetal grey, though I had never been on one I couldn't shake the feeling I was seeing the interior of one of the UHSNs great warships. At first the overhead lighting hummed brightly and the hallways were well lit, not a single place to hide save in one of the many rooms I assume the doors lead too. A I began to walk around however I noticed a slow dimming of lights and a noticeable drop in temperature.

I turned a corner after what I estimated to be about 35 minutes of walking to find a hallway with barely functioning lighting, if one wasnt simply off it was flickering. The temperature too suddenly dropped even more, I wasnt just cold I was freezing. Then I heard a sound that could've stopped my heart. "There you are Daddy" little Ellens voice came from the darkness. "Are you here to play with me?" She said sounding closer. "This cant be" I said. "Dont be silly Daddy you can see me again. Just give in." Then she came into the one working light. No, it wasnt her, not really. It was an outline of her form, then it was her exactly as I remembered. Then back to the outline again. "No. No. No" I began to say backing up. I gripped my crucifix and began to pray. She began to laugh. "He has no power here Daddy. He doesnt listen to your Dreams." Then a voice that most definitely wasn't her a voice of ancient Primordial Evil, "ONLY I DO". "JESUS HAVE MERCY ON ME A SINNER" I Began the Jesus prayer aloud and strong.

The temperature rose suddenly, the lights all turned on and Ellen was gone. As soon as I finished the prayer I woke up covered in sweat. I looked over at the closed bedrooms. I could see the lights flickering underneath the door crack.

As the Title says Im looking for resources. Where to get groceries for free/cheap places to do laundry or get a shower for cheap. I do have a place to stay thats safe so Im not really looking for anything like that unless its a room to rent on a more permanent basis but my main priority is groceries and a place to do laundry for free or very cheap. Any help is appreciated. I am working so there is at least that.

Through some unfortunate circumstances I am currently homeless again and unfortunately my relationship with my father is ruined. It is partially due to some poor financial desicions on my part but also bad luck including a recent auto accident. Im at the end of my rope and I could really use some people to talk to. The dark thoughts are coming back and Im terrified they're gonna win this time

So Im a very small history youtuber I recently recorded a video thats currently being edited by a close friend however he isnt an editor and I kinda feel bad asking him to do something like this. Does anyone have some advice so I could help him out and help me find a more permanent solution

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