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#rulescreepypasta #nosleep ##broadcastcreepystory I Just Started as a Yellowstone Park Ranger. But The Rules Are DEAD Serious — a midnight confession built on creepypasta rules whispered over an empty highway. This is a slow-burn no sleep tale with liminal dread, old broadcast vibe: a broadcast creepystory told like late-night radio—filed among scary stories, a bedside horror story, and the kind of reddit stories you only play once. A rookie ranger arrives at Mammoth before dawn and is handed six creepypasta rules: don’t meet the eyes of a backward-walking bear; ignore a child crying after dark; barricade at three howls; drive away from groups of three. Routine saves lives—until the routine starts protecting the wrong people. Evidence piles up: blue elastic, headlight glass, a stain that blushes pink. The bench trio sits too still. The radios listen too closely. Our narrator reads the creepypasta rules out loud…and hears them answer back. A “Herald” in a blazer, a map of yellow pins, a town that files protocols instead of truths. The first twist: the monsters aren’t in the geysers—they’re on the payroll. A hit-and-run, rewritten as wildlife. A chain of custody rebuilt, one quiet signature at a time. Then the deeper twist: the voice you’re hearing is two—Ellie and Bruce—as five chairs scrape inside one room: Wheelman, Sentinel, Cleanser, Scribe, and the empty seat called Witness Zero. The rules were never “park rules”; they were coping rules. When Ellie signs the right name, the bear finally walks forward. Expect cyan-lit silhouettes: hazard triangles pulsing in fog, the bench trio nailed by long shadows, a grizzly backing down a hill like a metronome that learns to stop. The last frame is a bus window—no loop, only road. Press play, turn the dial low, and let the creepypasta rules read themselves out loud. Background music: • Dark Ambient - Horror Background Music No ...