I asked ChatGPT to write a terrifying story about a boy and his dog, and the AI created the following:
Johnny had always wanted a dog, and when his parents finally caved in, they got him a beautiful golden retriever named Max. Max quickly became Johnny’s best friend, and the two of them were inseparable. They would play fetch, go on long walks, and cuddle up together at night.
One night, Johnny woke up to find that Max was missing. He searched the house and called out Max’s name, but there was no response. Johnny’s heart sank as he realized that Max had somehow gotten out of the house.
He quickly grabbed a flashlight and ran outside to search for Max. As he made his way through the dark woods behind his house, he began to feel a sense of unease. The woods were eerily quiet, and there was no sign of Max.
Suddenly, he heard a low growl. Johnny turned around and saw a pair of glowing eyes staring back at him from the darkness. It was a large, black dog that Johnny had never seen before. The dog bared its teeth and lunged towards Johnny, but Max came out of nowhere and tackled the dog to the ground.
Johnny was relieved to see Max, but his relief quickly turned to horror as he realized that the black dog was not just any dog. Its eyes glowed an unnatural shade of red, and its teeth were razor-sharp. The black dog rose to its feet, unfazed by Max’s attack, and began to circle around them.
Johnny and Max tried to run, but the black dog was faster. It chased after them, its breath hot on their heels. They darted through the woods, trying to lose the black dog, but it seemed to be always one step ahead.
As they neared the edge of the woods, Johnny tripped and fell. The black dog pounced on him, its jaws snapping shut just inches from his face. But Max came to the rescue once again, jumping on the black dog’s back and biting down hard on its neck.
The black dog let out a blood-curdling scream and disappeared into the darkness. Johnny and Max were both shaken, but they made it back home safely.
But from that day on, Johnny couldn’t shake the feeling that something was watching him from the woods. Every time he went outside, he felt a sense of dread, as if the black dog was still out there, waiting for its next opportunity to attack.
And Max, who had always been a happy and playful dog, had changed. He became increasingly anxious and aggressive, and Johnny knew that something had changed in him too. They were both haunted by the memory of that terrifying night in the woods, and they both knew that it would never truly leave them.