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Strange, spooky, unexplainable shit that's happened to you

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MegaMelon

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I haven't had much at all even though I love all things paranormal. That said, I recently found out my brother has a minor case of possession. Night time is especially creepy as we sleep in the same room in a bunk bed. It'll be 1am when I'll hear him scream "mummy" as if he's being murdered, all the while he's asleep. And he wont even wake up, just continue snoring immediately afterwards. He doesn't even remember screaming either. Really unsettling stuff. Unfortunately, he only swears at me or makes grunting sounds when I try to talk to him so we have next to no relationship with each other. Oh yeah one final thing, he also randomly jerks parts of his body likehe's having a seizure. At this point it's more interesting than creepy seeing his body in some seriously wrong angles.
 
Few things for me.

A light appeared on my wall as a kid. Went from one side to the other of the room (across three walls) and went out inside my closet. The only thing is my only window (where you think it might have been headlights coming in) pointed out to swamp and woods for a pretty good distance. No way for it to be from that way.

My friends and I used to go to a certain cemetery (very active) to "ghost hunt". Had quite a few things happen there ranging from seeing a child sitting next to a head stone(child section of the cemetery), very clearly hear BRATS yells into our voice recorder, whispering in my ear, something slamming hard onto our cars hood (no on was near it when it happened) and later finding a hand print on the hood.
 

meppi

Member
Once I woke up scratching my forearm, it was itching like fuck. I open my eyes and see that it's covered in blood. The weird part is that there was no wound from where the blood could have come from and there wasn't a single blood stain on the bed.

Something similar happened a couple of months ago to me.
Only without the itching.
Woke up one morning and as I was brushing my teeth I notice theres blood underneath most of my fingernails.
Examined my body for cuts, scratches or anything that might seem off but didn't find anything at all.
Till this day I have no idea where it came from. :-/
 

Rapstah

Member
Something similar happened a couple of months ago to me.
Only without the itching.
Woke up one morning and as I was brushing my teeth I notice theres blood underneath most of my fingernails.
Examined my body for cuts, scratches or anything that might seem off but didn't find anything at all.
Till this day I have no idea where it came from. :-/

You bled out of your ass and instinctively scratched it while you were sleeping.

Let's just say I'm not making this scenario up.
 

MilkBeard

Member
I was reading this thread last night and I was getting spooked, just before bed. Some of these stories, and especially that ridiculous picture of a creepy face under the blankets will make me paranoid in the night.

Gonna do it again tonight O.O
 
I rarely tell anyone this story because it doesn't make sense and makes me sound insane. Typically, I (understandably) get laughed at if I do share. Regardless, I'll contribute.

I was a young kid. I'm 32 now and I was playing Jaws for the NES with my brother in our bedroom. We were living in my grandmother's large, old house, which had a history of weird stories--but at the time I did not know about them.

At any rate, as I was playing, I suddenly got a strange feeling and I looked up. I saw this weird square shape with what appeared to be dragons on each corner coming at me. I can't even describe its color. As the "apparition" was about to reach us on the couch, it vanished.

I thought to myself that I was seeing things--probably from staring at the television, so I shrugged it off. Suddenly, my brother said, "Did you just see that?"

I said, "Did I see what?"

He said, "The square with the dragons on it."

I immediately screamed and ran downstairs with him following behind. I highly doubt that we both hallucinated and saw the same exact thing. I never saw it again though.

There was one other time in that house, when I was watching an old movie in my grandfather's room and a large mist moved over my face and disappeared.

A few other weird things happened too, but they're equally unbelievable.
 

MilkBeard

Member
Once I woke up scratching my forearm, it was itching like fuck. I open my eyes and see that it's covered in blood. The weird part is that there was no wound from where the blood could have come from and there wasn't a single blood stain on the bed.

You might want to check your room for bed bugs.
 

meppi

Member
You bled out of your ass and instinctively scratched it while you were sleeping.

Let's just say I'm not making this scenario up.

I was going to answer, no I checked there too and found nothing, but decided against it as some people might take me seriously. ;)
 

MilkBeard

Member
I was going to answer, no I checked there too and found nothing, but decided against it as some people might take me seriously. ;)

Sometimes I itch the inside of my ear and there is a sore or a pimple or something, and there will be blood under my nail because of it.

Just another possibility.

Actually, one time an ant got inside my ear and kept shimmying around in there, it was the weirdest sensation ever. I thought it was water at first but it kept moving in a circular manner until I got it out.
 
Welp. No sleep tonight. I'll go ahead and repost something I posted in the old unexplained stories thread.



Oh, and here's the place, from the wikipedia page.

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A fellow fairfield county poster I see.
 

meppi

Member
Sometimes I itch the inside of my ear and there is a sore or a pimple or something, and there will be blood under my nail because of it.

Just another possibility.

Actually, one time an ant got inside my ear and kept shimmying around in there, it was the weirdest sensation ever. I thought it was water at first but it kept moving in a circular manner until I got it out.

A good possibility, but it was on both hands and just about all my fingers, which was quite weird. Not a drop of blood was found on any of my clothes, my skin or on my sheets though.
 

MilkBeard

Member
Tell him and his friends to stop being like tons of other high school kids in this country and leave the poor old man who lives on that property alone? :p

Go forth, good sir/mam, and sacrifice yourself for the good of the thread. We need more evidence!
I cannot promise that you will return unbesmirched, but it will be for the good of humanity.
 

Tonkse

Member
I believe i had sleep paralysis one time(never really researched into it just from what iv read other people say) and this black outlined figure was at the bottom of my bed and it was as if i was stuck and couldnt move for what seemed like forever. About a week ago i had a weird nightmare where i didnt feel myself fall asleep and all of a sudden something burst into the room and stabbed me, really creepy.

But there is one thing that happened when i was younger(mid teens) i dont tell people often because most people wouldnt believe me. My dad had a motorbike accident and i was alone in the house and really weird things started happening the first nivht. I spent the rest of the time my dad was in hospital with family i was that scared
 
When I was like 8 or 10 years old, I was playing outside, alone, in the middle of the day.

I remember I was playing with a hammer, just hitting things and stuff.

Well, in one of the swings, when I had my arm at the top ready to hit something, something was holding the hammer. I couldn't make the swing. I looked back, thinking maybe someone was grabbing the hammer, but no one was there. I got scared and I ran and the hammer kept floating for like a fraction of a second.

It probably was my imagination, but it was scary as fuck.
 

Lazyslob

Banned
i remember i saw a gnome once. when i was younger like 12 or something i was spending the night at my friends place. he lived in apartments. so, i was walking up the stairs to get to his place and i turn around for some reason and... you know that scene from signs when the alien walks in front of the camera and juaquin phoenix get freaked out? it was like that but with a gnome
 

kinggroin

Banned
Laptop set on the table. Go to watch TV. Hear a loud crash. Go to the sound and find my laptop tossed a few feet from the table.

This is just one event in a series of very upsetting events that culminated with my dog nearly shitting herself with fear as she barked at the end of the hallway.


Explain.
 

Mdeezy

Member
Some of you may joke about this but I once woke up with a clear jelly like substance on my left forearm which was weird because I always sleep with both of my arms under the pillow. It had no smell either. Never found out what it was.

There was also one time that I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom when I heard someone clearly knock on the door needing to get in. I went to open it not even 5 seconds later and no one was there. The only other person in the house at the time was my mom and she was in the living room watching TV.

I know that lots of people claim to see UFOs but I believe what I saw one day about 12 years ago was truly weird if not a UFO. My sister was having her 1st baby shower so me and my dad decided to go see a movie together to give the women time to themselves. On the way back home I was looking up in the sky(it was a mostly sunny day with clouds here and there) and I saw a bright object slowly move behind a cloud. It then came back out a couple of seconds later and went behind the cloud next to it. It appeared once more then darted back behind the 2nd cloud. I don't think it was a bird but who the hell knows. I once saw something on tv exactly like it on one of those UFO specials and it looked just like what I saw.

Theres more but then I'd be writing all night.
 
The one thing that comes to mind is when I was 11 or 12. Not creepy but definitely weird to me. It was in the afternoon and there was a knock on my front door. We had a glass on the front door so you can make out who is on the other side. It was two of my friends standing there so I went to open it. As soon as I opened that door there was an earthquake. I remember thinking that me opening the door had something to do with it it. The look on my friends' faces was classic. They both immediately ran away and I stood there not really sure what had just happened. I just opened the door man heh. I always get a trip out of that.
 
Back in 1998, a friend of mine and I were driving from his grandmother's house back to mine at about 3 AM. While driving we passed a street full of people (like mardi gras packed) and, thinking it was some kind of party, hung a u-turn and headed back to find the street completely empty. Not a person or trace in sight. This was in the suburbs and the street only had one outlet. We drove down it and were freaked the fuck out to find nothing.
 
Driving home with my Dad late at night. We were in the middle of nowhere, and there was not a soul around. Dad stops the car cause I have to pee. I get out and theres these figures in the trees. They're super tall, but, skinny and pure black. I run back into the car, and tell my Dad. he doesn't believe me, as we're about to go we see a lone figure run across the road.

It was like a stick figure. Dad looked at me, and I looked at him, and then stop everyone walk the dinosaur.
 
It was around '05-'06. I was in middle school and, for some reason, wore wristbands during those two years. Maybe because all my friends did but I never cared for them before or after and this is one of the reasons why. Before I start, here's a bit of backstory; when my brother and I were younger, my dad would scare us all the time. Didn't matter where or when. Every now and then he'd sneak in our room and toss something at us and such. He said he did it as a way for us to be aware and be ready for anything. I think he just wanted to scare the shit out of us just because.

Now, onto that night. I had a routine I'd do before I went to bed and one of the things was making sure my wristbands were on the table next to my backpack and ready for the morning. About a year or two before, my dad got a job at the airport and would leave the house around 4 in the morning. Late that night, I felt something hit my face. I immediately get up and something hits me again. I look around and see my wristbands on the floor next to me and when I look up into the hallway, and thanks to the small bit of light from our neighbors' house that came through our window, I see a dark silhouette of a man. He's just standing there and I could hear breathing but I couldn't see any details.

I think the man is my dad so I make some comments about him not being good at scaring me anymore. Nothing. So I keep going. Still nothing. I finally just say "okay dad, I give up. You got me" and then the silhouette raises its arm and begins to move towards me slowly. I start to freak out and just then my mom opens her door (my parent's room was across from ours) and reaches to turn on the hall light. I then saw the dark silhouette poof away and continue to freak out. I tell her what happened and she said my dad went to my grandma's house (his brother lived there to take care of her) since he had the night off and left hours ago when I was brushing my teeth. I called him and we talked about what could have happened. I went out to the living room and noticed my backpack was pulled a little ways on the floor.

Nothing like that happened again but it freaked me out for a few nights. If I didn't already believe in ghosts, that would do a a pretty decent job at convincing me.
 
When I was a kid maybe around 7 or 8 one night I had a pretty long hallucination. I woke up in bed one night and had intense hallucinations that the ceiling was falling down on me in all sorts of crazy shapes and patterns, continuously raining down with no end. It was incredibly terrifying at the time, lasted for what at least felt like over an hour before gradually fading off enough that I fell back asleep, and all the while I was completely petrified and unable to close my eyes or look away from the ceiling for more then a few seconds or get out of bed.

We had popcorn textured ceilings, and later in life I did experiment with lsd and experienced something similar on another popcorn ceiling albeit far more controlled and enjoyable in the matured mindset. Textures can do somecrazy things when your sense of sight goes wacky. So while I still have no idea what triggered it, I can only assume it was indeed some hallucinogenic reaction. Maybe I ate a bad mushroom or a pill or something, I really don't know. One of my favorite memories though.
 
Okay I had 3 really strange things happen to me in my life. The first is when I was around 8 or 9(I think, not sure) I was at my grandparents house with my father. He was somewhere else in the house and it was just me by myself when I came across a seashell. Ive always heard that if you listen to one you can hear the ocean so I listened and I could hear the ocean, complete with sounds of waves crashing, seagulls, boat horns, and two people talking. At the time I wasnt scared and didnt think any of this was strange cause I thought thats what u heard when u listened to a seashell. It wasnt untill years later I thought back on it and realized just how impossible this was.

The second time I was 13-14 at home sleeping in the middle of the night. I woke up and noticed alot of silver light coming through the blinds. As my eyes adjusted I noticed that it was faces all around the room on the walls some floating in the air. They were like drawings of faces in light. I started screaming and I cut the tv on to get some light into the room and after that they vanished. My mom came in and I told her what happended then I cut off the tv and there was no light coming in through the windows for me too mistake being a face. For years after that I slept with a pillow over my face at night.

For the last one I was in my 20`s I came home got into bed and felt the corner of my bed vibrating hard. Its happend twice and I have no idea whats making it vibrate like this.
 
Back in '01, when I was in college, I was sleeping in before a late class. I woke up from a nightmare, and the only image I remembered vividly was a bolt of lighting striking a tall skyscraper. At the time, I had no idea why this thought was so terrifying to me, but it stuck with me for a half hour or so after I was fully awake.

Right up to the point where my mother called me from work, telling me to turn on the TV right now, that something crazy was happening in NYC.

I'm sure it was all just a big coincidence, and I'm normally not the type to believe in those things, but I was pretty sure for a long time that I had a premonition of 9/11 in my dream.
 

zeemumu

Member
I was searching for something, and it probably seems crazy, a graveyard theory, but a ghost tried to approach me and got leery. I asked him a question and he vanished in a second.
 

SmithnCo

Member
I had sleep paralysis once, some bald white guy approached from the doorway and starting breathing creepily in my face.

Never again.
 

Volimar

Member
A fellow fairfield county poster I see.

AHHHH!!!!! You're too close to me!


....you know what you have to do now, right?



...right?



Welp. Time to move.

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Tell him and his friends to stop being like tons of other high school kids in this country and leave the poor old man who lives on that property alone? :p

It is (was?) a bitchy old lady. A conservancy group offered to buy the place and she refused, letting it sit there and rot. A shame really.
 
-I had a dream about a demon that would masquerade as humans, the next day a saw the same guy that the monster transformed into in real life. So the following morning my aunt decides to walk me to the store and I see the same guy the monster transformed into in real life(I have NEVER EVER EVER seen him before I had that dream). And he was wearing the same exact getup he was wearing in my dream(some weird full body black and white pinstripe shit, dude looked like a clown. This was in like 99 but I don't think people were dressing like that back then, shit wasn't normal. Also the same attire form my dream). So he he sees me and walks up to my aunt and starts talking to her(looked like he was trying to run game on her) and when he told her his name, it was the same exact one from my dreams.I was in full WTF mode and when my aunt turned around, he smiled and winked his eye, laughed(somewhat maniacally) and walked away. Never ever forgot that shit and it stills mind fucks me to this day.
 

LastNac

Member
I was 17 and attending Star Wars Celebration IV in LA back in 2007. I went with my Dad, but opted to go back to the convention center while he stayed and slept at the hotel. So I go back to the convention center and am watching various fan films, fall asleep, but wake up long enough to get back on the bus to the hotel. Feeling a little sleepy so I ask the guy sitting next to me if he will wake me up when we get back to the Westin Bonaventure.


He doesn't though. I am woken up by a guy telling me to get off the bus. He tells me the Westin is 15 blocks away and that I have to go back myself. I have no cash and am venturing downtown LA alone. Thing about LA that was weird was that it was 1am and I saw no one in sight at all; both roads and sidewalks were empty.

So, as I walk I peer down a few back alleys, the residents often being homeless people. One alley I pass actually has a pretty violent mugging going on at the time. The weird part is that, as I walk, I pass a little guy who doesn't have any legs and is rolling down the sidewalk using his arms to propel him forward from somesort of platform. He is panhandling for money, we quickly exchange looks, and I continue. Thing is though, he starts aggressively asking me for money. I dont respond and my pace quickens. He shouts after me, but its the wheels on the platform that is the loudest thing about him.

I am lost in downtown LA and being followed by this little guy. It gets to the point where he slows his speed but continues to pursue me. When I stop walking I literally hear the wheels grind down and assume he is ducking into lley ways. I make it about ten blocks and find a shady hotel clerk standing behind a glass booth. I ask him where my hotel is and he tells me he has no clue. I turn to walk away and I start hearing the wheels again. I start running at this point and the wheels start picking up speed. I turn a corner and see the Bonaventure. It is up hill and I start "booking" it towards the door. I make it in, run up to my room, and start banging on the door. My Dad opens the door and responds "What the hell, its 3:30 am!"


I dont think I ever told him the whole story either.
 
So. Boy do I have a story too share. It happened when I lived in Ohio and I was at me bestfriends house.

Aaron(bestfriend) and I were eating dinner, macaroni and cheese in fact, when we heard a huge crash coming from upstairs. We searched the whole upstairs too find nothing, until we go into my friends room.

We were hesitant about going in the room. We did and we IMMEDIATLEY saw what was wrong. Where's his fish tank? We look all over when we looked over the right side of the bed. There we saw the fish bowl. Something was odd about it though. There was no water in sight.

We just stood there like WHAT THE FUCK is happening. No water anywhere and no fish??? What the hell! That's when it happened. We felt water dripping from the ceiling. We looked up and we saw.....

His fish. Stuck to the ceiling. Just suspended on the ceiling. We just stood and looked. Our mouths were agape and no one said a word. The fish was stuck on the FUCKING ceiling. No water anywhere and a damn fish on the ceiling. WAHT?!?

Gets me everytime. You don't have to believe it. But it happened.
 

Easy_D

never left the stone age
You might want to check your room for bed bugs.

I looked it up and I don't have any of the symptoms associated with bedbugs. I also realised I scratch my nose with my forearm. My scenario is as such:

My nose bled, I slept on my forearm, I scratched nose with said forearm, since I was sleeping ON my forearm, there was no contact with bedsheets, so no blood. It *was* during winter, my nose gets fucked up during wintertime, so I'm very prone to nosebleeds. Way to make me think and take out the paranormal spookiness out of it though. :(

I've had cupboards and shit open mysteriously. (I also have a cat)
 
Since I'm currently at work I'll give a couple of experiences that I've had here.

I do weekend security/janitor work at on office building. I was alone in the security office at about 10 or 11 pm on saturday? when I heard what sounded like something being dragged along the floor of the office above me. The sound went on for about 20 seconds or so, just long enough to scare the shit out of me as I knew I was the only person in the building.

I was worried that a pipe had burst so I went up to check the office space out, but I could not get the code on the door to work. I can't remember how many times I tried the door code but I couldn't get it open. Went back downstairs to check that I had the right code and returned to try again. It opened on the first try.

The office is a very small space and the area that is above my security office is just as you enter. There's a table and four chairs, one of which was pulled out from the table but otherwise nothing unusual. Had a small look around the office but I couldn't find anything.

There was another incident this winter that I honestly can say was the most unnerving. I was working on the weekend as usually and it just so happened that a blizzard was raging outside. As has been the case this winter the power went out, leaving me freezing and in the dark for the whole day.

I relocated to the lobby from the security office because there are no windows in there. So here I was sitting, freezing and alone, knowing that it was only going to get colder as the day went on and snow continued to pile up outside.

About 20 minutes of sitting there I heard doors opening and closing on the second floor. To me it sounded like the door to the stairwell on one side of the second floor opened, and then the door on the opposite side opened about 2 seconds later. I then heard someone running up the stairs really fast.

My first fear was that someone had gotten into the building and security should check it out. Then I remembered that I was technically security so I began my journey through the building. Let me tell you what it's like walking through an powerless office building during a snowstorm: it's a little like exploring a tomb; every sound is magnified, it's cold, and despite the emergency lights, it's very, very dark.

Thankfully I found nothing so I decided to go back downstairs and lock myself in the security office and watched The Goonies on my Ipad.
 
Ok I hit the back button and this got deleted last night, I'll try again.

This isn't scary for me, just something I happened to be apart of and kind of feel bad about what we did at the time and how long it went on, but I still get a good laugh when thinking about it.

I was 20 and stationed at Fort Riley Kansas in 1992. My buddy and I wanted to go rappeling but the tower is off limits for individual use, so we decided to go at night instead. The tower is out in the boonies a couple miles from the barracks you have to use the tank trails to get there(the gravel and dirt roads tracked vehicles use, but you can drive on them also).

We head out about 11pm in dark clothing, we park off the main trail up the road from the tower, down by this tiny lake used for zip line training. It's about a half mile up and then down to the tower, we get there and there's a car parked there, windows fogged, noises, movement and stereo on softly, sex is happening.

We're debating on wether to rappel or just calling it a night, when we decided to scare them. My buddy loops around through the trees to the big log tower, I stay put, so I can make a dash back to the car in case things go wrong. Well within a minute the driver hops out and gets in a porta potty that I'm standing behind. He left the car door open and the stereo is playing, so I slowly creep around the side of the porta potty and quietly close the clasp lock and put a small stick in it.

I creep back and head to the tower to tell my buddy and we crouch down in the corner of the tower peering through the logs to watch, we're about 10 feet away. After a couple of minutes it becomes appearant that the guy must be taking a crap. seriously, you're banging some chick and have to hop out and crap in a porta potty?

So we eventually get bored and I pick up a pine cone or something and toss it at the car, the girl flips out and starts screaming, the guy tells her to calm down and continues with his massive crap. I grab a fist sized rock and toss it at the porta potty, the guy just starts saying repeatedly "was that you, was that you" (that still makes me laugh so hard), the girl is shrieking by now and the guy finally starts telling her it was nothing and to relax, while still taking his crap.

We wait a little longer and my buddy decides to let out the blood curdling high pitched death scream. The porta potty shook, from the guy jumping up mid crap, the girl is hysterical and the guy is trying to get out of the porta potty and he can't. He's telling her to help him, but she won't get out of the car, there both yelling at each other in fear.

It wasn't a a very big stick I had put in the clasp, he just had to push, but I think he was afraid he would tip the thing over and get coated in crap and get really stuck with the door against the ground. They're both still freaking out, you can see her because the dome light is still on, since the driver side door is still open. He finally convinces her to get out the drivers side and help him. She crawls over to the driver side and as she finally starts getting out, my buddy lets out another scream, she lurches back in, slams the door and locks it. She's freaking out, crying and screaming, I'm surprised she didn't drive away and leave him(maybe she couldn't drive stick). The guy starts jiggling the door harder trying to get out, since he's on his own now.

He still yelling for her to help, she is just crying and screaming(yes I feel bad about it now, but it was very funny back then). We creep around to the trees about 5 feet from the passenger side and we wait for a minute, they're both still acting crazy, I tell my buddy, let's get out of here in case he's actually pissed and not scared and starts looking for us.

Instead my buddy lets out another scream, they both flip their shit, she's hysterical, he's screaming "get me out of here" over and over. The guy finally sits down and kicks the door open, the noise of the breaking door freaks her out even more. he stood up and sprints the couple of feet to the car, he starts trying to open the car door but it's locked, he's banging on the windows, but she's just a sobbing screaming mess and isn't any help.

He final tells her he's running out of there and is going to leave her there if she doesn't let him in. The door finally unlocks, he jumps in, starts the car, and backs up like 80 miles per hour, he's in fifth gear before you know it driving like a bat out of hell.

We doubled back to the car, change and pull up on to the main trail to see if he was pissed and gonna get his buddies and come back or if he was truly scared, waited about an hour and he never showed.

I've always wondered what they told people, was it ghosts, demons, some bigfoot like creature, satanists. At that time in Kansas everyone was scared to go certain places because of satanists and stumbling upon their sacrifices.

I know people will think this was horrible, but it was originally supposed to be just scare them and have them back up and leave. It changed when he entered the porta potty, that was supposed to be "I wonder how that stick got in the lock", be a little freaked out, then leave. Then he took too long and it went over the top.

THIS is fucking hilarious.
 
So. Boy do I have a story too share. It happened when I lived in Ohio and I was at me bestfriends house.

Aaron(bestfriend) and I were eating dinner, macaroni and cheese in fact, when we heard a huge crash coming from upstairs. We searched the whole upstairs too find nothing, until we go into my friends room.

We were hesitant about going in the room. We did and we IMMEDIATLEY saw what was wrong. Where's his fish tank? We look all over when we looked over the right side of the bed. There we saw the fish bowl. Something was odd about it though. There was no water in sight.

We just stood there like WHAT THE FUCK is happening. No water anywhere and no fish??? What the hell! That's when it happened. We felt water dripping from the ceiling. We looked up and we saw.....

His fish. Stuck to the ceiling. Just suspended on the ceiling. We just stood and looked. Our mouths were agape and no one said a word. The fish was stuck on the FUCKING ceiling. No water anywhere and a damn fish on the ceiling. WAHT?!?

Gets me everytime. You don't have to believe it. But it happened.

So....what happened next? How/did you eventually get the fish down?
Assuming this is real
I'm guessing the fish was dead :p
 

Clydefrog

Member
Ok I hit the back button and this got deleted last night, I'll try again.

This isn't scary for me, just something I happened to be apart of and kind of feel bad about what we did at the time and how long it went on, but I still get a good laugh when thinking about it.

I was 20 and stationed at Fort Riley Kansas in 1992. My buddy and I wanted to go rappeling but the tower is off limits for individual use, so we decided to go at night instead. The tower is out in the boonies a couple miles from the barracks you have to use the tank trails to get there(the gravel and dirt roads tracked vehicles use, but you can drive on them also).

We head out about 11pm in dark clothing, we park off the main trail up the road from the tower, down by this tiny lake used for zip line training. It's about a half mile up and then down to the tower, we get there and there's a car parked there, windows fogged, noises, movement and stereo on softly, sex is happening.

We're debating on wether to rappel or just calling it a night, when we decided to scare them. My buddy loops around through the trees to the big log tower, I stay put, so I can make a dash back to the car in case things go wrong. Well within a minute the driver hops out and gets in a porta potty that I'm standing behind. He left the car door open and the stereo is playing, so I slowly creep around the side of the porta potty and quietly close the clasp lock and put a small stick in it.

I creep back and head to the tower to tell my buddy and we crouch down in the corner of the tower peering through the logs to watch, we're about 10 feet away. After a couple of minutes it becomes appearant that the guy must be taking a crap. seriously, you're banging some chick and have to hop out and crap in a porta potty?

So we eventually get bored and I pick up a pine cone or something and toss it at the car, the girl flips out and starts screaming, the guy tells her to calm down and continues with his massive crap. I grab a fist sized rock and toss it at the porta potty, the guy just starts saying repeatedly "was that you, was that you" (that still makes me laugh so hard), the girl is shrieking by now and the guy finally starts telling her it was nothing and to relax, while still taking his crap.

We wait a little longer and my buddy decides to let out the blood curdling high pitched death scream. The porta potty shook, from the guy jumping up mid crap, the girl is hysterical and the guy is trying to get out of the porta potty and he can't. He's telling her to help him, but she won't get out of the car, there both yelling at each other in fear.

It wasn't a a very big stick I had put in the clasp, he just had to push, but I think he was afraid he would tip the thing over and get coated in crap and get really stuck with the door against the ground. They're both still freaking out, you can see her because the dome light is still on, since the driver side door is still open. He finally convinces her to get out the drivers side and help him. She crawls over to the driver side and as she finally starts getting out, my buddy lets out another scream, she lurches back in, slams the door and locks it. She's freaking out, crying and screaming, I'm surprised she didn't drive away and leave him(maybe she couldn't drive stick). The guy starts jiggling the door harder trying to get out, since he's on his own now.

He still yelling for her to help, she is just crying and screaming(yes I feel bad about it now, but it was very funny back then). We creep around to the trees about 5 feet from the passenger side and we wait for a minute, they're both still acting crazy, I tell my buddy, let's get out of here in case he's actually pissed and not scared and starts looking for us.

Instead my buddy lets out another scream, they both flip their shit, she's hysterical, he's screaming "get me out of here" over and over. The guy finally sits down and kicks the door open, the noise of the breaking door freaks her out even more. he stood up and sprints the couple of feet to the car, he starts trying to open the car door but it's locked, he's banging on the windows, but she's just a sobbing screaming mess and isn't any help.

He final tells her he's running out of there and is going to leave her there if she doesn't let him in. The door finally unlocks, he jumps in, starts the car, and backs up like 80 miles per hour, he's in fifth gear before you know it driving like a bat out of hell.

We doubled back to the car, change and pull up on to the main trail to see if he was pissed and gonna get his buddies and come back or if he was truly scared, waited about an hour and he never showed.

I've always wondered what they told people, was it ghosts, demons, some bigfoot like creature, satanists. At that time in Kansas everyone was scared to go certain places because of satanists and stumbling upon their sacrifices.

I know people will think this was horrible, but it was originally supposed to be just scare them and have them back up and leave. It changed when he entered the porta potty, that was supposed to be "I wonder how that stick got in the lock", be a little freaked out, then leave. Then he took too long and it went over the top.

HAHAHAHAHA

oh my god this is one of the best things ever
 
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