3 KFC Horror Stories Animated

I used to work in a kfc a few years back later  i went back to my hometown which is why i left  
the job but this is not the only reason why i  got fed up with the job common dine outs like  
this often see customers of all kinds so this one  time experience kind of terrorized me for life  
i worked at the counter as a cashier so i had to  deal with the customers directly one night i was  
sitting behind the counter and counting the cash  at the end of the day when i heard the entrance  door fly open two boys came inside one had red  hair and a pale complexion while the other had  
a bun tied with dirty long hairs dangling from his  oily head they were about 15 or 16 years old both  
of them had a very unclean presence their clothes  seemed like they hadn't been washed in a long time  
i could see dirt in their fingernails a bad order  took over as soon as they approached the counter  
a bucket of fried chicken please the redhead boy  said in a cold voice while raising a 20 note at me  
the boy with a bun wore a dirty sweatshirt even on  that hot summer night as they stood there like two  
fishy customers that i would never want to meet at  the end of my late night shift i realized troubles  
are waiting for me i told them to take a seat and  went inside to tell ralph about our last order  
ralph was the night cook who joined recently  while giving him the orders i told him how  sketchy those boys look to me ralph laughed and  said i'm sure they won't be any petty thieves lucy  
you go keep an eye on him i will be there  with the fried chicken soon i went back  and saw those two boys were wandering around the  restaurant like they were walking in their homes  
the red-haired boy was observing each detail of  the shop i even saw him noticing the security  
camera too attentively with their behavior  i could tell they had some other intention  
after wandering around for some time they sat at a  table nearby and started to talk in a low but deep  
voice i could hear their full conversation but i  heard them addressing each other by the name of  
jackson and liam the red-haired boy was jackson  and the other one was liam so far i didn't hear  
liam say a single word to me he was the quieter  one and also the most mysterious among the two  
he had lots of cut marks on his face and every  five seconds looking at me in a very creepy  
way i even saw him licking his lips while he laid  his eyes on me the cold stare and their inaudible  
whispers were making me even more anxious suddenly  liam got up and went out of the restaurant  
i wanted to ignore it as this was none of my  business but i still asked um where did your  
friend go jackson smiled and said to take a leak  how long will it take i smiled awkwardly and said  
not not much our cook will bring the food soon you  guys are our last customers for the night hence  
it's taking time to arrange everything before  closing the shop after a few minutes liam  came back and sat beside his friend just like  before i waited and waited for ralph to come out  
but time went away my level of patience gave in  and i got up and walked to the kitchen the minute  
i stepped inside the kitchen the electricity  went out it wasn't a power cut as i could see  
the street light on the highway shining bright  someone purposefully turned off the power switch  
i checked into my pockets and took out my phone  while trying to turn on the flashlight on my phone  
i took a step further in the dark and stepped onto  a gooey liquid that had a weird metallic stench  
dammit ralph didn't you clean the kitchen i  screamed in the dark i switched on my flashlight  
and as it hit the floor i saw what i just stepped  in there was a pool of blood over the kitchen  
floor that came from a deep stab wound on the body  of our knight cook ralph oh my god i turned around  
to leave when i got face to face with jackson he  stood there with a blood-soaked knife in his hand  
and smiled at me i remembered there's a back  door so i turned around to escape from there  
i was a few inches away from the back door when  liam entered the kitchen so this is what he did  
when he went outside my god he entered the kitchen  from the back door and stabbed poor ralph to death  
these young boys are cold-blooded criminals they  cornered me from both ends and i knew now it would  
be my turn to get slashed at their hands what  what do you want i said in a terrified voice  
look liam she is willing to give us what we want  jackson said while laughing like a psycho let's  
go to the counter he said and raised the sharper  bloody knife at me i tried to be calm because one  
wrong move can silence me forever they escorted me  back to the eating area and when we reached near  
the counter liam pushed me from behind i tripped  accidentally and hit my head on the marble desk  
blood rushed down immediately and i started  crying in pain just tell me what you guys want  
please just let me go yes yes we don't want to  murder a poor weak woman it doesn't worth anyway  
we just want the money from the cash register  that's all you guys are doing this for some money  
there's still time you two are are too young to  destroy your life like this do you have any idea  
what the cops will do to you if they ever catch  you suddenly i saw liam's face turn pale for the  
first time he looked scared he said in a fumbling  voice maybe maybe we should just leave jackson  
i don't want to go to prison jackson grabbed his  shoulder and screamed furiously don't chicken out  
now this [ __ ] is just trying to mess with us  we won't get caught he slapped me hard across my  
cheek making my lips bleed and said just give  us the money we don't need your lecture lady  
jackson gave the knife to liam and snatched  my phone from my hand now go to the cash  register go he screamed the flashlight on my  phone was the only source of light till now  
i knew these boys turned off the power so that  the security camera fails to record them but i  
didn't want them to go so easily an idea came to  my mind i stopped and said um the cash register is  
automated i need to access the computer to open it  i hope you're not trying to be smart with me lady  
because i'll cut your throat and then dump  your face inside that hot fryer in the kitchen  
i made them understand that is the case when it  really wasn't they whispered to each other for  
a few more seconds and liam went inside the  kitchen to turn on the power as soon as the  power came on jackson said turn off the security  camera i know you can do that from your computer  
do it now i could have easily faked that and  let their entire act get recorded by the camera  
but i actually did turn it off because my plan was  something more sinister i opened the cash register  
and loaded the money inside a bag as jackson came  close to take the bag from me i grabbed his head  
and slammed hard on the desk the sudden strike  hit him so hard that he didn't even get the  
chance to scream half of his face got smashed  as flesh and blood poured out of his wounds  
i took my phone from his hands but didn't call  a 9-1-1 yet liam walked in from the kitchen and  
got shot realizing the tables have turned he ran  towards the exit at full speed and i was ready  
for my next move he was inches away from me as he  had to walk past the counter to reach the entrance  
that's when i threw chili flakes on his face  i had already taken them from the kitchen when  
these two dumb boys were hacking me in the dark  he screamed in burning pain and fell on the floor  
i ran at him and snatched the knife from  his hand i stabbed him both to death  
i closed the store cleaned all the mess and  wrapped their bodies in garbage bags there's  
an incinerator in the basement to burn the  waste i called 9-1-1 now and hid their bodies  
inside the incinerator the cops came and took my  account on a robbery done by two mad young boys  
the security camera had the footage of them  entering and wandering inside the restaurant  in the very beginning the cops identified them as  escaped thugs who had passed records of burglary  
and other crimes the story flashed at  the morning news as two boys murdered  
the night cook and tortured a lady employee  of kfc then took all the money and ran away  
i went back the next day and burnt their  bodies and my free time only i had the  
access to the basement so my secret remained  pretty safe i continued working there for a  
month or two and then left the job for a fresh  start the boys are still on the wanted list  
i am still the poor victim in everyone's  eyes when in reality i got away with murder
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i used to work part time at a kfc i was a  broke college student and needed a way to make  
some pocket money the pay was all right for the  hours i worked but i worked at the closing shift  so i was able to take home any leftovers  in the shop and save some money on food too  
for all the fuss kfc puts up about their secret  11 herbs and spices actually making the chicken  
takes shockingly little skill you just battle a  bunch of chicken parts and flour and spice mix  
and dunk it in an oil fryer for a while  if it's undercooked when you take it out  put it back in for a few minutes if it's  overcooked serve it anyway it's not like  
anyone will complain about the quality of the  food if they're already willing to eat at a kfc  
i never questioned what was inside the spice  mix that went into the chicken i served  people every day i didn't even like the way it  tasted all that much it was good for about the  
first week of me working there but after having  kfc for dinner every night for the sake of saving  
money i started to get sick of it still i kept  eating it because hey free food is still free food  
one day i went to work as usual fried a bunch  of chicken for a bunch of people who are either  regular or just passing through and split whatever  was left with the other employees to take home by  
the time i got home the grease from the chicken  had pulled onto the bottom of the cardboard box  i used to carry it and the once crispy batter  had grown soggy during the long car ride  
i entered my apartment and sat in front of the tv  to eat the kfc chicken i brought back home with me  
but i noticed something strange when i took the  first bite now i've eaten kfc's fried chicken more  
times than i care to remember since i started  working for them i knew the taste of kfc likes  
the back of my hand whether i liked it or not and  this was not what normal kfc chicken tasted like  
there was an odd almost flowery sweetness to it  that i didn't recognize and a slightly bitter  
aftertaste that left my tongue feeling a bit numb  it wasn't bad by any means just strange i'm sure  
that someone who hasn't eaten it almost every  day like i had probably wouldn't have noticed the  
change in flavor i assumed the flour or spice mix  for the last batch must have been a few days past  
its expiration date and decided it'd be best if i  didn't finish the chicken i tossed the rest of the  
chicken out of my apartment window into the alley  below for a lucky stray dog to come and eat it  
the next night at work one of my co-workers let's  call him jerry chatted with me about the strange  
tasting chicken as we were working the fryers to  make more of the stuff hey sally is it just me or  
did the chicken last night taste a little off to  you i know what you mean i couldn't bring myself  
to finish it was the spice expired or something  no i checked the expiration date on the new spices  
that came in last night they probably changed the  formula without telling anyone to save on costs  
i see it probably doesn't taste all too different  to people who don't eat it every day like we do  
yeah to be honest i think all of us have been  eating way too much fried chicken since we  
started working here i think you're right there's  more grease than blood in my veins at this point  
how about we grab some actual food after work  then i hear there's a noodle shop nearby that  stays open really late jerry must have been  the smoothest guy on the face of the planet  
because i didn't realize he was asking me out on  a date until halfway into the date and didn't even  
mind when i realized i was on one i had a good  time eating some actual food with a cute guy  
i liked and got home a little later than usual  oddly enough when i got back the chicken pieces  
i'd thrown out the previous night were still there  normally the stray dogs in my area would fight for  
each other for even the smallest scraps of expired  food for three whole pieces of fried chicken to  
survive being devoured by them was a miracle  even if it was kfc chicken whatever was in that  
fried chicken it must have smelled unpleasant  enough to the dog's sensitive noses that even  
they didn't want to eat it in contrast the sales  back at the kfc skyrocketed over the next few days  
so much so that there wouldn't be any chicken  left at the end of the day for any of the  employees to take home even if they wanted  to the people who ate at the kfc changed too  
they were the same regulars who came by from  time to time since i started working there  but after the chicken began tasting strange they  came by almost every day and started ordering  
buckets worth of chicken instead of the modestly  sized value menu items they usually ordered  
their appearances changed too their faces had  become pale and filthy with bloodshot eyes that  
twitched and darted all over the place as they  waited for their food red dots dotted their bodies  
like sore insect bites which they scratched  until their overgrown nails became bloody  
it only got worse as time went on despite eating  copious amounts of chicken almost every day the  
regulars became skeletally thin with sunken faces  that made them look more like walking corpses than  
people on one particularly busy night we ran out  of chicken while the restaurant was full of the  
sickly looking regulars one of the regulars came  up to the cashier i was tending to at the time  
one chicken bucket meal please i'm sorry  sir bud we're out of chicken for the night  
at that the man's bloodshot eyes  widened in surprise and his lips  curled into an angry snarl you're right of chicken  i don't chicken we'll be restocked tomorrow sir  
please you you can't do this to us you  can't be out i need it i need it now  
the man shouting started gaining  the attention of the other regulars  but instead of being annoyed they seem to be just  as concerned as he was about the lack of chicken  
the ones who were still eating held their buckets  of chicken clothes while those who were nearly  finished with theirs eyed them with hungry  eyes the next few minutes went by in a flash  
the regular who'd been talking to me saw a woman  with a nearly full bucket of chicken and lunged  at it to grab a drumstick the moment his hand got  near the bucket the woman grabbed him by the wrist  
and chomped down on his fingers with unnatural  force that severed them clean at the joint  
there was a scream from the man followed  by several more from the other customers  as they scratched and bit at one another like wild  dogs to steal each other's chickens i retreated  
back into the kitchen with the other employees  and we called the police our manager told us that  
he'll go outside to wait for the police there  and left the restaurant through the back door  when the police finally came the entire place was  filled with crazed customers fighting each other  
over the fried chicken which they eagerly ate  from the floor the police had to taste the ones  
still standing to arrest them though many of  them had to be taken away in an ambulance instead  
when i asked the police where the manager  who went outside to wait for them was  they looked at me in confusion they didn't see  anyone outside when they got there the kfc was  
closed for the next few days for a police  investigation jerry and i both told the  police about how the customers started acting  strange ever since the chicken recipe changed  
when they analyzed the spice mix  we'd been using for the chicken  it tested positive for a highly addictive and  very illegal drug the same kind that was found  
in the system of every customer who was arrested  the night all hell broke loose police theorized  
that the manager must have been putting addictive  drugs in the chicken in an attempt to boost sales  
it worked but at the cost of the customers  physical and mental health and when he realized  
that he was going to get caught he ran away and  never looked back like the greedy coward he was  
i live with the guilt of accidentally ruining the  lives of all those people every day jerry assures  
me that none of us could have known but he knows  that's a lie as well as i do had we cared more  
about our job we could have saved a lot of people  from the life of addiction they are now trapped in
i have decided against giving my  name as it is in my best interest  and also because i am a full-blown accomplice  to the horror you are about to hear  so my alias and this story will be known as noah  this incident happened over five years ago and i  
have held on to it throughout all these years but  no matter how much i try i just can't sleep right  
and maybe just maybe telling this will remove  the huge weight that has been weighing down on  
my conscience all these years i worked at kfc for  over 12 years i used to love the place the smell  
of the chicken the chatting customers basically  everything about that restaurant made me happy  
if i remember correctly it was on a thursday and  i had gotten a call from the manager's office  
when i went there i was told that i would soon  be promoted to manager i remember the manager  
at the time telling me remember being manager  comes with a lot of new responsibilities and  
i hope you will be able to handle it the way i  have all these years i remember telling him with  
a smile i am fully sure that i am capable sir and  i know that i will be able to take on the position  
he then replied me in a low dark tone with  i really hope you are during my last week as  a normal employee i was given the night shifts  
there was a lovely chubby kid called timmy  who always used to come to the restaurant  he would stay there all day till late at night and  since he was a regular customer i befriended him  
i later found out that the reason why he was  always at the restaurant was because he hated  
going home i remember he told me my mom and dad  are always fighting they really don't care about  
me so anytime they give me money to eat i always  come here so that i don't have to see them fight  
i took a liking to the kid because i sympathized  with him so after my shift i would always keep  
him company most times i would sit with him as  he ate one particular thing i remember about  
the young boy timmy was that he would always  vigorously lick his fingers after eating his food  
i would always chuckle about it because it  always reminded me of the kfc slogan it's  
finger looking good so anytime i served him i  always said it's so good you'll lick your fingers  
the next day during my second night shift i saw  a man coming in wearing a hoodie i couldn't see  
his face but he had a bad aura and he made the  environment tense he walked up to the counter  
to order a bucket of chicken i remember walking up  to the table to serve the strange man his food and  
he said to me in a low deep voice are these the  finger licking good ones i was confused but i said  
yeah man i guess so he then replied yeah  sure these are finger licking good ones  
i don't need any other ones but those i was  creeped out now but i said with a forced smile  
yeah they they sure are with no response he looked  forward into the void and silently began to eat  
i went back to the counter  a bit anxious and shaken up  after a while the man finished his meal and  he left leaving only me and timmy in the  restaurant i don't know why but i heaved a sigh  of relief as the environment wasn't tense anymore  
the next night was basically the same thing as the  man came in and ordered the same thing he did the  
night before and the night after followed in the  same order as the man arrived at the same time  
nothing changed until the last night of that week  i was going to be the manager the next day so it  
was my last day as a normal worker i wasn't really  doing anything so i went out for a minute to throw  
out the trash and when i came back i couldn't  see anyone neither timmy nor the man was there  
i was sure no one left as i didn't see anyone  leave through the front door i became scared and  
that's when i began to hear sounds coming from  the kitchen i waited for a few minutes before  i decided to go check it out as i finally reached  the kitchen i saw the weird man manning the grill  
while whistling the tune i remember asking  what are you doing here where's the cook the  
hooded man then replied to me in his usual low  voice with his shift is over so it's my turn  
i remember being shocked for a minute as he  said it with all confidence as if he was sure  
of what he was saying i then quickly said i'm  sorry man but you don't work here and customers  
aren't allowed back here so you have to leave the  hooded man just ignored me and continued cooking  
i was perplexed as i didn't know what to do i  contemplated forcefully dragging him out of the  
kitchen but seeing as he was a huge unpredictable  man i decided not to as i was deep in thought i  
noticed him bring out a jar from his pocket  and begin to slowly add what i assumed to be  fries dipped in ketchup into the deep fryer i  couldn't make them out at first glance but with  
a closer look i realized that he was slowly  dropping bloody human fingers into the fryer  
it took me a moment to process what i was seeing  as i slowly began to back away to call the police  
and that's when i tripped on something i quickly  looked at what had tripped me and lying across  
the floor was young timmy's corpse his hands had  been mutilated as all his fingers had been cut off  
i began to scream as the sight of the child i  had befriended on the floor shook me to my core  
within seconds my manager immediately rushed in i  didn't know he was still around and i began to say  
thank god you're here please get  help this man killed this child  and that's when my manager put his hands  to his lips and told me to keep quiet  
you don't want to alert anyone now do you know  what he said he then calmly walked to the hooded  
man and said mr cornelius here is just our night  show that's when the man removed his hoodie and  
i saw his face he had scarrings all over as he  looked like a messed up butcher he was just doing  
the needful i was speechless and confused at the  same time but i remember stuttering out are you  
feeding our customers human fingers that's  when my manager replied to me with gods no  
you see noah the way fine wine adds a divine taste  to dishes is the same way seasoned human fingers  
add to the taste of chicken i was still frozen  in place and confused he then continued with  
it's simple to get that finger looking good  taste we need good seasoned human fingers  
as it changes the taste entirely it's like that  special spice believe me you won't understand till  
you've tried a fresh one from the batch the cook  then offered me a wing to taste i was still frozen  
contemplating whether to scream and  run and that's when my manager said  these are the new responsibilities that come with  being a manager i was once in your position mr  
noah and i had to choose and remember you were  the one who said you were ready for it i don't  
know why but there was this sick voice at the back  of my head that told me to do it maybe it was my  
selfish human wants as i really wanted to be the  manager i had subconsciously waited so long for  
the position and if keeping one little messed up  secret was the price to get what i wanted so be it  
so i did it i remember taking the wing and eating  it and i realized that everything they said was  
true as it had a beautiful sweet taste to it  something i hadn't tasted before i went on to be  
the manager of that branch for five years and in  that time i ignored all the missing people posters  
that were popping up as i knew what had happened  to each and every one of them even after all this  
time i thought i had silenced my conscience  but i still see timmy's face every night for  
the past five years i'm not telling this story for  forgiveness neither am i telling it out of remorse  
i'm doing it because i hope telling this  story gives me the peace i so desperately need

"3 KFC Horror Stories Animated"