16 TRUE SCARY STORIES [Compilation Vol.14]

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some background information before I start I'm a 23 year old female and I live in a very rural part of Tennessee at the base of the Cumberland Plateau in the Appalachian mountain range it's so remote that I can't even get internet hooked up at my house I have to use mobile data if I want to access the Internet despite how remote it is I do really enjoy living so far out in the country and I expect that I always will my boyfriend and I have two very protective dogs Roxy and crackerjack we also have grown up around firearms and know how to use them we genuinely felt safe being alone in our isolated house we have a two and a half acre property and our closest neighbor is over three acres away so no one has any reason to bother us and come on our land uninvited this happened to me back in late November I was enjoying my night off from work as a caregiver while my boyfriend was working late and would not be home until 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning this didn't bother me as I've stayed overnight at my house plenty of times alone in the past two years I decided to go to bed early and wake myself up in a few hours when my boyfriend got home so I would be awake to greet him I climbed into bed with both of my dogs and fell asleep around 1:30 in the morning my bigger dog Roxy started growling deeply at the bedroom window and woke me up I tried to get her to hush fairly certain there was a coyote or something roaming around our yard but she suddenly started barking extremely loud I hear something crash and fall outside against the bushes by my bedroom window Roxy bolted to my bedroom door and started scratching it still going crazy and barking while trying to get out I quickly get up out of bed with my other dog grabbed my loaded revolver from under my bedside table and opened my bedroom door Roxy Sprint's to the front door and starts clawing at it like she's going to break it down I paused and for a second before opening it if it really was just an animal out there I didn't want my dogs loose to sprint after it into the darkness and possibly never be seen again I decided to look out the window that was beside my front door and get a sense of what I was dealing with what I saw more than shocked to me it honestly scared me there was a man wearing jean shorts and a white tank top running away from the house heading towards the road I didn't know if I should release the dogs to chase them or call my boyfriend or the police after a moment I decided to call the local sheriff's department I explained to the dispatch elite what had happened making sure to mention to her what the trespasser had been wearing the dispatch told me that they would send a deputy out to my area immediately she asked me if I wanted to have them come by my house so that I could make a report I said that I did after I got off the phone with the dispatch I called my boyfriend and told him everything he immediately said that he was leaving work and coming home when he got home he took a flashlight and the dogs and started looking all around the outside of the house for any traces of the intruder he didn't find anything except for the damaged bushes underneath our window we waited for nearly two hours for the deputies to arrive but they never showed up I didn't receive a follow-up call of any kind either in the days that followed after the incident my boyfriend came to the conclusion that it must have been one of our shady neighbors that lived a couple of miles up the road from our house that may very well be true but what bothered me the most was of all the places the stranger may have tried to enter the house he chose to try to get into my bedroom window where I was sleeping if he was just looking to rob us why hadn't he tried to enter through the front door or the garage or back porch and also all my neighbors know that we have dogs and it seems like this intruder wasn't aware of that I may just be paranoid and jumping to conclusions but I don't think this guy was interested in robbing us I think he may have been up to something much I have a co-worker named Paul who was in the Navy back in the 1970s upon the USS Shreveport we got to talk in one day about the perils of being at sea and how in some instances the weather can be the least of your concerns Poe explained while being stationed on the transport ship the crew used to be paid in cash every other week which I found strange as they couldn't exactly go anywhere to spend their money and food was provided he told me that the sailors would predominantly use their earnings to gamble and playing cards was the usual method there were a few individuals on board who acted as loan sharks and during the week in between payments with loan out cash with high interest rates Paul worked as a cook in the mess hall he was acquainted with another man in his division we'll call this man Jack Jack was constantly behind on his debts to the loan sharks keep in mind there was no place on board the ship where the loan-sharking sailors couldn't find you and it's not as though you could seek help from the officers Jack finally fell so deep in the debt he wasn't going to be able to repay what he owed and once back on land the debts were nullified but the men he owed money to weren't about to let his balance go Unforgiven every day aboard the ship the crew would be lined up for roll call one morning Jack wasn't in his designated spot he would never stand there again the entire ship was searched but no trace of him was ever found it's only speculation but Paul believes that Jack had met a grisly end and was thrown overboard what better place to dispose of a body than over the side of a navy vessel at night an investigation was conducted the crew was questioned but no proof of foul play was ever uncovered it was concluded that one way or another he ended up in the water and it was ruled an accident the problem with that theory is that aboard every ship regardless of the weather or time of day there's a watchman stationed at the stern of the ship keeping an eye on things watching for anyone who has fallen overboard and calling for help for that poor soul in the water that vigilant sailor is their one and only chance for rescue and if they failed to spot you you're as good as dead it's entirely possible that the watchman did not see Jack as he floundered in the waves but the far more likely scenario was that he was already bound and unconscious or dead before even hitting the water it makes you wonder how many countless bodies have been tossed overboard claimed by the sea and forgotten by history let me start off by saying that I'm 5 to 130 pounds former military I may be a little bit on the small side but I don't scare easy I got hired by a security company working the graveyard shift I had a specific routine I had to do points to hit with a magnetized wand keys to unlock doors and gates at specific times nothing that I couldn't handle I was already a bit of an insomniac and driving helped to clear my mind so the job was almost ideal after turning on a new route for a few days I was ready to hit it on my own this specific route took me to the edge of the city where the warehouse has met the country there was no traffic and very few light posts even the cell service was a bit sketchy I didn't understand why but the guy that trained to me was part Native American and didn't care much for the route I soon understood why the company cars we drove her hybrids which were very helpful because I didn't have to stop for gas at all during my route my night started off normal I picked up my keys from dispatch checked the vehicle and hit most of my points on schedule I had my work phone and my personal phone and the cup holders of the vehicle and my giant flashlight on my hip I made my way to the outskirts of town to hit my next checkpoints I exited the highway and didn't notice anything unusual no traffic no people the area was dimly lit and quiet as usual I pulled around the warehouse to the side gate where my checkpoint was that's when I noticed a dark figure standing under the light post a few yards away strange but not a crime so I continued to make my way forward the figure simply disappeared into the mist now I'm spooked I froze I didn't want to get out of my vehicle but I didn't want to lose my job either I talked myself into getting as close as I could to the gate without actually getting out of my car hitting the checkpoint quick and getting the hell out of Dodge I tried convincing myself that I hadn't seen what I thought I had and the figure simply walked away through the darkness but just as I approached the light post my damn car turned off it was like that battery shorted out there was no lights it didn't turn over and soon after the light post shortened out as well there was no way in hell I was getting out of my car I tried to call dispatch on my work phone but it was dead next I started calling my coworker from my personal phone there was only static and a panic I tried hitting the steering wheel and the car turned back on I Florida all the way to the highway nearly forgetting to turn the headlights back on I didn't go back to that Check Point all night when I was questioned about it from my boss I explained what happened and he simply said no one told you apparently everyone knew something weird went on at that warehouse and no one had bothered to tell me either convinced that they were individually crazy or because they thought I wouldn't believe them ayuh pleaded to be put on another route but was softly denied before I reached the area the next time I was on patrol I request my supervisor to meet me at the checkpoint should my vehicle malfunction again he informed me that he would be a few minutes behind me slightly satisfied I exited the highway it was a typical quiet scene but I was on edge I felt my paranoia kicking in I turned the corner to the checkpoint and the road was empty I took a quick look around and got back in the vehicle but as soon as I closed my door I saw a woman in a pink dress standing in the middle of the street slightly creeped out I closed my door and tried to get a good look at her before calling dispatch she had long black hair covering her face and was carrying a beat-up summer hat with a red ribbon around it the woman staggered in a mechanical way to the side of the road opposite the warehouse leaving me enough room to pass I decided to chance it rather than wait for her to approach me I floored it and the vehicle slows to a halt a few feet past the woman what the hell I scream beyond frustrated punching the steering wheel calling my supervisor only to receive no answer in my rearview mirror I see the woman walking towards me and then suddenly disappear I freaked out and started frantically turning the key but it still wouldn't start the woman suddenly appeared at the passenger window she didn't screamed like she was a banshee on fire she then banged her bony fists against the window I was trapped in a useless sardine can of a car with no way to defend myself or a call for help all I could do was keep trying to turn the ignition the woman continued beating on my window and screaming about how she can see me she hit the window again and it cracked I consider making a run for it but before I could decide I saw headlights another vehicle with their high beams on rounded the corner and raced towards me the woman vanished but the crack on my window remained I turned my key again and the engine kicked into life the car that came from around the warehouse turned out to be my supervisor he then called me up and instructed me to follow him to the nearest gas station so he could check out the damage that was done to the car once we got there he found a few scratch marks down the side of my vehicle like something had crawled its way up from under it there were dents in the passenger door like someone had kicked it with a boot and of course there was the crack in the window there was no plausible explanation for the damage we reviewed the security footage from the warehouse and saw my vehicle drive up to the checkpoint in perfect condition as I began to drive away the footage went fuzzy it was only when my supervisor arrived on scene that the security footage resumed that was more than enough for me I resigned from my position and decided the day shift was the place to be my hometown hit the national news on April 16th to April 23rd 2017 the Facebook killer was found at a local McDonald's and was chased towards the downtown area where he eventually shot himself this story is about my very close encounter with that man I'm a 25 year old female it all started on Sunday April 17th it started out as a normal day I woke up around 3:30 p.m. as I worked the night shift at a local fast-food restaurant and I'm not doing to work until around 5:00 p.m. work continued as normal until my boss got a text from his roommate saying that there was a sky that shot an old man and filmed it on Facebook live because we had been here all night we hadn't heard of it yet and there were reports of him being seen in our city at a store that was near the restaurant although these reports were unverified and the police said that there was no reason for them to believe that he was here for sure my boss dismissed it as social media frenzy and misinformation although he didn't make sure to double-check our lobby doors to make sure that they were indeed closed and locked the rest of the night went like any other Sunday night I woke up again around 3:30 a.m. and hopped on to social media trying to see if they found the Facebook killer to my dismay he was still at large but luckily there were reports that he was spotted in Philadelphia I was relieved and decided that I would walk home that night my shift went by slowly but smoothly at around 2:00 a.m. I got out of work and decided that I was going to stop by a 24-hour store that was nearby I picked up some groceries and was done around 2:45 as I was walking home I see a man in a white Ford Fusion I was extremely paranoid at this point so I dove into some bushes hoping and praying that he didn't see me the car ended up pulling into another fast-food restaurant but without stopping the car he turned around and pulled away I continue to sit in the bushes until his headlights were out of sight I then booked at home and went straight to bed the next morning I woke up and found out that the Facebook killer was seen in my city driving you guessed it a white Ford Fusion he had been spotted the previous night about five hundred yards away from where I work while I was in the bushes the previous night I had seen him shortly before the police chase started that eventually ended in him taking his own life I understand that this story may not seem very scary but to me it could have meant my life had he seen me he stated on a Facebook live video that he was going to kill as many people as he could before the police caught him in retrospect I probably should have called the police as soon as I saw that car but obviously I wasn't 100% sure it was him at the time I'm still pretty on edge about it and I feel very sorry for that poor man that he killed this man was severely mentally ill and he should have got the help that he's so desperately needed before going off the deep end I come from a small town in central Kentucky there wasn't a whole lot to do there on weekends and even less to do when I was a teenager living there over 20 years ago there was a few tourists that came through the area because the original home of Abraham Lincoln is there a few miles outside of town the neighboring counties have well known bourbon distilleries that have tours available during the day the two major cities in the state were about an hour away however for the youth there isn't much in the way of entertainment there wasn't a movie theater or even a Walmart in my County it's a small farming community where you know over half of the people by name and recognize the other half because you've seen them so many times and just haven't been introduced on the weekends if there wasn't a home football game on Friday night you would just ride around in a two and a half mile loop and stop at one of the three spots where the local youth would congregate if there was nothing going on in town we would just take to the country roads and just drive around with no real destination in mind there were usually a few beers involved but nothing that would put one in danger on one such evening there was a few of us on the road that we had all driven down hundreds of times when something happened that I will never forget the road in question is somewhat of an attraction as it's where a site called the donkey tree can be found the donkey Tree is a regular tree except one of the lower branches is unusual and that it bears a remarkable resemblance to a donkey's head the mouth nose eyes and even ears which are two branches splitting off the top of the head are all distinguishable as we passed the donkey tree the air changed it felt like the temperature dropped suddenly it's not unheard of for that type of temperature change to take place when a thunderstorm is approaching the intersection of warm humid air and cool dry air make for one hell of an atmospheric spectacle however this temperature change was different the sky was clear and the stars were shining bright as peculiar as it was it wasn't something that caused to me major alarm I kept driving in the same direction and just a bit down the road we encountered the smell of decomposing flesh this isn't a very uncommon thing considering when you grow up in the country there is always roadkill that stinks until nature can clean up the carcass there's also the possibility that ahead of a livestock had died in the past couple of days and the farmer who had only animal hasn't had the chance to dispose of it properly it was the strongest decomp smell that I had ever experienced It was as if it was in the car with us I sped up the car to try to leave the putrid snow behind us as quickly as possible after getting a couple hundred feet down the road I thought I noticed something in the rear view mirror it was at that point that I saw something that I can only describe as a human head only there wasn't a body it was only a head that was floating or chasing us in midair it was right outside the back window of the car there are several curves before reaching the end of the road and every curve I took the face was right behind us I couldn't shake it the eyes were as black as night in a war grin that made my blood freeze then it morphed into a demon head red face horns enlarged canine teeth but it still had those dark eyes it changed into more terrifying faces but by that time it was so much of a blur that I can't even remember them all it must also be noted that this took place on a short stretch of road and the time that elapsed was less than a minute from start to finish my friend in the passenger seat noticed the terrified look on my face and looked back the look on his face let me know that I wasn't the only one seeing whatever it was that was following us through all the stammering that he produced only one word was audible go it wasn't even a yell it was barely a whisper I didn't need to be told twice or even once as it turned out because I put the pedal to the floor and that poor car had the hardest half-mile it ever experienced that evening I should have wrecked on a couple of those curves but as I neared the end of the road the floating head stopped on a dime and quickly disappeared into the night behind my taillights I can explain why it suddenly stopped its pursuit of me and my friend but as it did the temperature returned to normal and the smell was gone and there was a peacefulness about being there later when I asked my friend about what he saw he describes something completely different from what I remember seeing maybe the devil appears to everyone in different forms even if witnessed at the same time I don't know about that I have since moved from that small town in central Kentucky and I don't often reminisce about the cruising we did as teenagers however I still occasionally think about that evening and even after all these years it still gives me the chills this happened to me last spring I live in a quiet part of northern London and attend a very academic all-girls school in my neighbourhood since my school is extremely prestigious we were required to complete the bronze Duke of Edinburgh programme as part of the school curriculum when our first ever expedition for Duke of Edinburgh was coming up we all felt pretty confident about it but since we were a useless bunch of teenagers our teachers thought that it would be helpful for us to practice setting up I didn't like the sound of that at all it was just so utterly creepy to stay in school overnight on some tiny playing field at the far corner of the campus the most disturbing part about that field was that it faced an abandoned building even though it was separated by a stone wall it still looked creepy it was one of the only abandoned houses in the neighborhood and the fact that it was such an oddity made the situation even worse we came to school in the evening to practice setting up the tents and it was kind of weird seeing the school without any students in it it seemed is so much bigger I was in the same tent as my best friend Kate because she was assigned to my group for the expedition as I expected I was not able to fall asleep easily in the tent so I just kept going through my phone until it was late and I was sure that everyone was asleep including Kate I started to drift off around 2:00 a.m. but then it started to rain and it was in that moment that I understood that I should have been listening to the teachers explanation of how to correctly put up a tent because it slowly started to fill up with water I imagined that we probably hadn't zipped up the outer layer of the tent properly so I gathered every bit of strength that I had and climbed outside leaving my phone I struggle for a while but ended up successfully zipping up the tent by the time I had finished I was soaking wet so I decided to grab a dry hoodie from my PE kit I made my way over to our PE Department which have been left open in case we needed to use the bathrooms the halls were pitch-black so I was really creeped out I went to the changing room turned on the light and changed into my dry hoodie when I pushed down the door handle to leave for some reason I found that it was stuck and wouldn't budge I felt as if someone was holding the handle on the other side so being my 14 year old self I asked quietly hello no response I then asked in a very firm and clear voice sounding braver than I felt is there anybody there again there was no response I started wiggling the door handles so hard that it came off in my hand at this point the lights went out in the changing room the situation seemed as though it was straight out of a horror film but reality was catching up to me as I understood that somebody really was on the other side of the door because the light switch in the changing rooms was outside I was about to have a panic attack so without thinking I started banging on the door and kicking while screaming help at the top of my lungs desperately hoping that a teacher or a security guard would hear me I think it only angered the person as I saw part of the door which the handle was screwed on to slowly begin to turn I immediately ran to the other side of the changing room and locked myself in one of the shower stalls which was really the only place that made sense to hide as soon as I lock the stall behind me I heard the door opening and heavy footsteps entering the room I suspected that it was a man I tried to silence my breathing with my hand but I don't think I did a very good job as the footsteps soon stopped right outside my shower stall at first I couldn't quite comprehend what he might be doing but then I saw an eye glaring at me through one of the gaps between the door hinges that was the most scared I had ever been in my life I screamed like there was no tomorrow I swung the door open as hard as I could smashing the man in the face I ran out of the changing room and down the hallway while screaming so loudly my own ears began to ring the building was about 20 meters away from the playing field but I remember as clear as day while I was running away I turned around and saw a figure in a dark hoodie so I ran as fast as I could while screaming at the top of my lungs which woke up most of the people that were sleeping in the tents I had a panic attack and couldn't breathe correctly for about 10 minutes I later explained you the teachers what happened they called the police but the man was never found probably because I had given him plenty of time to escape everyone was sent straight home after that I suspect whoever he was he had been watching us from the abandoned building across the way that night still haunts me to this day when I was 12 my family lived in an isolated house deep in the woods I remember that it was December just before Christmas and we were gathered around the Christmas tree in the living room watching TV and maybe around 10 o'clock I decided to go to bed my bedroom was on the ground floor while everyone else's was upstairs I remember I fell asleep without much trouble but later on that night I awoke seemingly for no reason at all I rolled over to face the window that sat next to my bed a side of the house where my window faced was pressed right up against the trees for anyone to look inside they would have to walk through the undergrowth and duck under some branches just to come close that was the reason that I didn't have curtains I figured that there was no point when I woke up a terrible vulnerable feeling washed over me right then a feeling that I had never experienced before next to that window it felt as if I was being watched there was no light on in my room but likewise there was nothing illuminating outside my window either I stared at the window for a few moments and then I sat up I thought and it was just a thought that I saw a shuffle of movement outside when I sat up but I didn't hear anything after another moment I laid back down and even though I felt uneasy I drifted off to sleep a short time later I don't know exactly how long I woke up again this time because I was freezing cold I shivered rolled over and climbed out of bed I suppose I had already forgotten about the feeling I had earlier I left my room walked down the hallway without turning on any lights and entered the kitchen as I made the turn into the breakfast area I felt a freezing cold breeze on my face that's when I literally froze in my tracks the back door was wide open and snow was collecting just inside on the floor I saw the faint outline of tracks leading in but none walking away there was a ringing sensation of my ears and for a few moments I found myself completely unable to move even just to turn around that's when I heard the slow quiet turning of the door handle to my right which led into the laundry room I don't know exactly why I ran to the gun in the closet instead of upstairs into my parents room but that was the first thought in my head get a gun defend myself I took my hunting rifle from my closet and raised it just as my parents had taught me the gun was not loaded but I figured the rifle alone would be enough to scare off the intruder I saw a dark figure peek around the entrance to the kitchen I couldn't make out any details only that it was an adult I'm not sure how well the figure could see me but I stammered out I have a gun what the figure said next I can remember clearly to this day and a happy singsong voice the person clearly spoke my first name and then added I'm not going to hurt you I never hurt you I didn't recognize the voice I had no idea who it was but he knew me I screamed like I was on fire I dropped my gun and sprinted back to my room I locked the door and hurled myself under the bed I heard the man calling my name as he followed me down the hallway and made his way outside of my bedroom door that's when I heard my father scream from the top of the stairs I heard the intruder bolt back down the hall and out the door into the snowy night it took a while for me to calm down enough to go and unlock the door for my parents for a while my parents pretended not to know who he was but a few years later when I was older my dad admitted to me that the man was a former friend of his and had taken a special interest in me he had repeatedly asked my father if he could take me out to go shopping or for ice cream when my father refused he started stalking me around our own property I never had a clue about any of this my parents called the police and pressed charges but if the man was ever caught I never heard I asked my parents about him every once in a while and they always say it's over don't worry this story is not my own it was told to me by a close friend back in 2012 when my friend was 13 he and his family owned a small farm in the middle of a Native American reservation nestled among a small community of other natives one night in July they were having a family gathering they gathered around a bonfire in one of the back fields and told stories of their heritage and legends that have been passed down through the family for generations my friend who all referred to as John eventually turned in for the night with a handful of his cousins John hadn't been asleep for very long when he heard a manic commotion from one of the barns he heard the horses screaming panicking and kicking against the walls of their pens he opened the RV door and looked out towards the barn and saw that his father and uncles had sprinted that way already weapons ready they called out to the boys to remain in the RV with the doors closed before his family could even arrive at the barn the noise stopped and once they got to the doors and entered there was no sound of gunfire John and his cousins waited by the window for a few minutes and when the adults left the barn they were all speaking softly and great voices to each other they slammed the barn door shut and bolted them and patrolled the grounds until daybreak John remembers watching them circle the property for a while before finally falling asleep his father was very distant over the next few days and refused to let John enter the barn or tell him what exactly happened being 13 as the days went on John forgot all about the incident even though most of his family lingered at the farm until long after they intended to the following week after the family had left and the barn had been reopened conspicuously absent of any horses John began to notice a dark figure that would be seen lingering at the edge of their property right where the fences ended staring silently at the farm once he got close enough to the figure with binoculars to make out that it was wearing traditional native garbs much like a shaman or a healer would wear he never had any desire to move closer to get a better look he would tell his parents about it but they would always silence him immediately and tell him not to speak of it to ignore it completely after a while it became difficult to ignore however because it would start appearing closer and closer to the house showing up on the property within the fence always staring at the house John never saw it coming or going always just standing dead still the family didn't discuss it but John could tell that they all had it on their minds everyone was on edge irritable and seemed on the verge of panic his father cut himself off in the family after a short while and almost never left his bedroom a short time later John started having horrific nightmares each time he was slaughtered torn to pieces while still alive unable to defend himself once he awoke from one of those nightmares convinced the dark figure was standing just outside his window peering in ahem his siblings admitted to having nightmares as well so they went into their father's room to speak to him John recalled the look of hopelessness in his father's eyes for the very first time he acknowledged the figure he told them the thing wanted them to fear it but if they collectively ignored it it would leave that night John awoke to find his brothers already awake and sitting up in bed staring at the bedroom door John could hear a low growling coming from behind it and then so slowly he could barely see it happening the door swung open through the door from the darkness came the tip of a snout then a mouth with rows of fangs it wasn't low to the ground like a normal animal would be it was much higher up maybe shoulder height for an average man John ducked under the covers attempting to ignore it but his brothers continued to stare they later told him a beast similar to a wolf or a coyote entered the room on its hind legs staring at each of the beds John's youngest brother screamed and when he did the thing seemed to fall over backwards like it was being folded in half but regardless it landed on its legs and sprinted out the door John heard his father shock and go off so close by his teeth rattled there was the sound of the front door being wrenched open and something tearing across the lawn and then there was only silence John and his brothers were crying when his father came back in he then gathered them up and told him that they were all leaving and going to stay at their uncle's house for a while they were never able to get any kind of explanation out of him as to what he saw that night they stayed with their uncle for a few weeks and during that time John's father invited Navajo men to come to the farm and cast banishing spells and prevent the creature from returning John and his family eventually returned to the farm but it took him quite a while to grow comfortable being there again the demon creature never returned his father eventually sat him down and told him that what he and his uncle's had seen in the barn and what had entered their home that night was a creature known as the skinwalker he told him that skinwalkers were a part of their culture and even though they were pure evil there was no need to live in fear of them if they chose to live as good people and did not fear the creature it would never return it's very important to keep in mind that John was never supposed to tell me this story the Native Americans take skinwalker legends very serious and speaking of them in any way is practically attracting them to you many of you will not believe this story and that's fine I definitely rather live in a world where these things don't exist but I do have to emphasize the respect I have for my friend I know him very well and I trust him and for him to speak openly of this experience took quite a lot of guts I guess if I had a parting message it would be to really respect the Native American culture they have this almost magical grand jury about them they have faced genocide and had their lands ripped from them and they're still around and still hold their culture and religion very close to them and lead incredibly spiritual lives I personally think that's worth a lot of respect in late October of 2017 I decided to take a trip to Japan just for the sake of escaping the rat race and having an adventure and experiencing something new I flew out of Heathrow and landed in Tokyo I had two weeks to spend by myself just traveling Japan and seeing the sights after the first three days of exploring the cities I decided to hit a few local tourist hotspots when being a particularly well-known forest where people are known to enter and never return upon entering this forest the first thing I noticed was the sensation of how heavy the air was and how it felt very oppressive and cold I was immediately uneasy and the only thing that kept me walking forward was the knowledge that if I turned back it would have been a waste of an entire day of my vacation there were moments when I forgot how uncomfortable I was and occasionally I was able to admire the place for its beauty and peaceful nature the forest was much too large to explore in its entirety I decided to hike for about an hour on the main path then return on a different path I was very apprehensive about getting lost after a while I sat down in a sunny spot unpacked my bag and began to eat the food that I had brought with me I was nearly finished when a Japanese man appeared from the woods right next to me as though he had been hiding there he was wearing a business attire with a shirt and tie but he looked very disheveled and confused we looked at each other for a moment before I stood up and extended my hand and said konnichiwa the man clearly didn't expect to run into anybody but it gave me a nervous smile in return and shook my hand he knew some English and I knew a passable amount of Japanese so he sat down and had a short conversation I didn't pry into what he was doing there but he asked me where it was visiting from and we spoke about my home country of England for a while after the conversation ended I asked him in Japanese if he was okay and if he needed help he stood straight up and smiled at me and nodded saying and broken English knee she's beautiful place enjoy it for me please then he walked off the tone of his voice gave me the chills now a part of me wanted to run after him and stop him grab him and keep talking to him and perhaps persuade him to leave this forest with me but another part of me was reluctant to get involved i sat there wondering who I was to interfere with this man's life i sat for an hour hoping the man would return but he never did I packed up my belongings returned to the path and headed back the way I came deciding I just wanted to leave as the sky began to grow dark the way to the forests grim reputation started to weigh heavily on my shoulders I began to move quicker when I was nearly out I stopped as though I hit a brick wall at this point it was almost completely dark and there was still no sign of the man I had spoken to before part of me tried to assure myself that he had taken another path but the more rational side of me knew that wasn't the case I pulled out my flashlight and made my way back into the woods I continued back up the path at a brisk walk occasionally calling out konnichiwa and shining my light around to signal him when I got to the tree that I had been sitting at for lunch my heart sank a single string had been tied to one of the branches and led off into the trees that string hadn't been there earlier I swallowed the lump in my throat and I carefully placed my index finger and film on the string and followed it into the woods I had a sentence that I knew what I was going to find but I continued on anyway not out of any sixth sense of morbid curiosity but because I wanted to know for sure I wanted to be able to tell someone with certainty what happened I followed the string for a couple of minutes when I paused and the darkness ahead of me I heard a faint crying it was honestly so quiet that I couldn't tell if it was an animal or a human I waved my flashlight around and called out cautiously konichiwa that's when the string started to violently shake an enormous roar made my eardrums ring I then heard a shuffle as if something huge was finding its feet against the glare of the flashlight I saw two pale eyes reflecting back at me I then ran I ran for my life when I hit the path again I didn't slow down I tore out of that forest like every demon in hell was after me when I escaped the trees I ran to my car and slammed the door shut behind me I sat there in the driver's seat breathing heavily I then started to cry for I don't even know how long time was irrelevant to me I felt an obligation to report the incident to someone so I drove to the nearest police station and I told them everything about my encounter and the conversation I had with the man and how I tried to go back for him I never heard back from the cops since returning home I've checked the website for the latest victims found in those woods but since I never got his name I don't know whether or not he was found I like to think that he exited the forest another way and returned home and is now doing perfectly fine I don't know what kind of creature I encountered in those woods but it was the scariest moment of my life and I wouldn't wish it on anyone else when my mom was 17 she and my grandparents went for a hike and the Belen glow State Forest in Australia they had a holiday house in Burma which they would visit quite often on weekends so going on hikes was common while hiking along the trail that they had been down numerous times before they came across a couple of abandoned hiking packs like those massive ones backpackers have the packs were stuffed full of clothes and food but no one else was in sight anywhere and there wasn't any obvious sign as to why they have been left behind this was in the early 90s before cellphones were common so they couldn't contact a ranger to come and have a look at them my grandmother immediately became concerned about the strangeness of the situation and she convinced my grandpa that they should immediately go back to the car which they did a few nights later after they returned home to Sydney my uncle called my grandmother into the living room and pointed at the TV some hikers from Germany had been reported missing they were last seen in the Belen glow forest my grandmother immediately cried out that her gut feeling had been right even though technically there was no evidence that those bags they found belonged to those exact hikers other news reports that came a few years later in 1994 had the entire family in hysterics the remains of the bodies have been found in the home of Ivan Milat Malaya had massacred numerous victims in the forest and is now known as the backpack killer and is one of Australia's most notorious serial killers it is believed that there are still bodies that have yet to be found the worst part about it was that the two hiking packs my family found were never linked to any of the bodies this means that whoever owned them could still be buried in that forest somewhere on my 18th birthday my two best friends and I got a hold of a bottle of tequila and took off in my dad's car to the old arcade by the shore of Lake Michigan and have been closed down for a few years because no joke Jeffrey Dahmer had targeted one of his victims there the police sealed off the place and it was never reopened to the public on the far side of the building though there was a skate floor and one of my friends knew there was a way to break in through there our plan was to get drunk and skate around before heading to the arcade we knew we couldn't play any of the games because the power was out but we thought it would be cool to look around for old prizes and souvenirs we parked the car down by the lake and entered in through the side door even though it said push written on it my friend pulled open the door and it's swung open easily but only a few inches before a chain caught it there was enough room for all three of us to slip inside we each immediately took a shot and turned on our flashlights and begin to walk across the wide open scape floor our footsteps echoing loudly through the large room there was empty beer cans and trash all over the floor but we decided to strap on our skates and ride around in the dark anyway we were the dumbest kids you've ever seen but come on we were having fun we didn't make it around one lap before one of my friends tripped over something hard that was sticking out of the ground we all stopped and shined our lights onto the ground and discovered the obstruction was actually a red candle it had been melted down so far to its base that it sealed itself against the floor being the dumb kid that I was I took an awkward swing at it with my skate and knocked off a chunk of Wax I was going to keep right on skating completely oblivious to the possibility of tripping over anything else when my friends scanned his flashlight around the ground and discovered a circle that had been painted on the floor inside the circle were many other circles intertwining and there were at least five or six other candles scattered about my laughed and said some exorcisms shit went down here man my friends skated into the center of the circle where something how clearly been burned because the floor was scorched in black I kept laughing but my friends were more curious than amused and kept examining the circle another friend raised that our flashlight to the ceiling just above the circle and looked up into the rafters above she then said do you guys see anything my other friend and I glanced up we saw a few chains dangling from above and something large and bulky was suspended just beyond them I left up and swatted at one of the chains which was incredibly stupid because I was wearing skates and fell flat on my back when I came back down my friend immediately started choking and screaming not because of me but because something wet had struck her head when I made contact with the chains my other friend shined his flashlight at her and we discovered something dark and red dripping down her face in between her eyes and down her nose we all freaked and bailed not even bothering to take our skates off we awkwardly rolled back to the car and my friend drove out of the property with her skates still on she insisted that someone had followed us across the property and that she heard heavy footsteps pursuing us I don't recall hearing anything but I was pretty buzzed at that point I forgot to mention that before we drove here I had a few beers and being a teen I was pretty much a lightweight unbelievably we made it home safely that night without crashing in total we were at the place less than 20 minutes that building is gone now demolished so whatever was there is long gone now but that begs the question what exactly was being suspended from the roof I'll never be able to answer that question but I do have a very strong suspicion that the dark red liquid that struck my friend in the face was blood I'm part of an all-female roller derby league I would wake up at six skater on the local basketball court for about 40 minutes hit the gym then meet my team around eight to be a champion at the sport you have to be more than just fast you have to be made of stone and you have to be prepared to knock somebody down at a moment's notice I've been with the flying banshees for about three years now we were at a match against our most hated opponents it was at this incredibly old and rundown roller rink as we were tearing around the court the lights would often flicker on and off like strobe lights add the occasional trickle of water from the leaky roof above and it was by far the most dangerous course we had ever skated on we really should have called off the match before it even started but we hadn't driven three hours just to quit normally before we start skating there's a coordinator who checks us over to make sure that we're not carrying anything dangerous or illegal on our person it's no joke I recall one time someone had hit a razor blade in their elbow pads apparently that day no one checked the other team because halfway through the match as I'm flying around the rink trying to put some points on the board I accidentally flew right into a girl on the opposing team and she hit the ground hard I didn't hear the whistle so I kept right on going you don't get into a sport like this without having to eat some floor sometimes I've been flattened a few times now but I always get right up and get right back into the game as I was coming back around the track I notice she was standing back up and leaning against the barrier wall staring at me with pure hatred right before I was just about to pass her I saw her pull something from under her shirt I raised both hands instinctively the lights flickered and when they came back on I saw a pocket knife shoved through the palm of my hand I slowed to a stop just staring at it in disbelief then the pain hit me like a punch to the gut and I went down to make a long story short I was rushed to the emergency room and the girl was arrested for assault with a deadly weapon turns out it wasn't her first offense my hand was bandaged up and I was the first one at our next practice with the brace on my arm my teammates took to calling me claw so at least I got a pretty cool nickname out of it one thing that still bothers me though and sometimes I can't help but well on it but if the lights hadn't flickered when they did would she have planted that knife somewhere far worse than my hand back in the late 90s my parents used to run a local skating rink in the small town that I grew up in there wasn't very much to do in town so most of the time my friends and I would just hang out there at the rink we weren't the rebellious type we didn't go out back and smoke cigarettes or anything we were just all about having fun since my parents both had day jobs the rink would only be open between Thursdays and Sundays which meant that Monday through Wednesday I had the rink all to myself they would often have me meet them there after school and I would either do my homework at one of the tables or throw on a pair of skates and roll around while they took care of business stuff in the back one rainy afternoon in February when the rink was decorated all over with pink and red hearts for Valentine's Day my mom and I stopped off there after she picked me up from school I didn't have to do any homework that night so I had the freedom to roll around the rink while my mom took care of some paperwork in the back office as I was out on the skating floor doing laps while the Bee Gees were playing over the PA system I noticed what looked like the silhouette of a person ducking behind the barricade the lighting wasn't very good since the place was technically closed only about half of the overhead lights were on I was used to skating in the semi-darkness but I would be lying to you if I said that it was completely safe there were plenty of isolated spots where I couldn't see just beyond the barricade me being a dumb kid I ignored the possibility of a creepy figure crouching in the darkness and just kept on skating a few minutes later I made for the side of the rink to step off the skate floor when an arm shot out from behind the barricade and grabbed my face a hand wrapped around my face and covered my eyes and mouth seconds later I felt another arm wrap around my neck and a chokehold my skates flew out from beneath me as I was being dragged sideways my legs dragging behind me I couldn't regain my balance because the wheels of the skates kept sliding around beneath me had the intruder continue to drag me I probably wouldn't have been able to escape but for whatever reason he lifted me off the ground maybe to get a better grip on me and my feet left the floor I took advantage of that moment to keep the guy as hard as I could and my skate connected with his shin the guy cursed and stopped in his tracks and I kicked him again he released me and by a miracle I landed directly on my skates and shot away like a bird flying across the skate floor to the other side of the rink I glanced behind me to see the figure exiting out of the back door holding his leg a minute or so later I explained to my mom through a river of tears what had just happened she immediately locked down the building and called the police to make a long story short the cops never found who the would-be kidnapper was I couldn't give a very clear description of him because it all took place in one of the darkest areas of the rink needless to say this put a stop to my after-school skating sessions for a while after the incident we made it a point to check out the place more often and to make sure all the doors were locked and secured about five years later my parents ended up selling the roller rink it was just too much for them to handle on top of already having full-time jobs people have always asked me why I didn't bite or scream or fight back well in that moment I was honestly so shocked now for a few seconds I didn't even know how to react I'm glad I had the clarity of mine to kick out when I did or else who knows what would have became of me despite the terrible experience I hated watching the place being torn down a few years after we sold it to make way for a new subdivision something that has always stuck with me over the years something that I was too young to realize at the time was that the kidnapper must have known that I sometimes skated in the rink alone I sometimes wonder how many times was ice-skating by myself unaware that someone was watching me from the shadows my twin sister and I rent a small house at the end of a cul-de-sac beyond the tree line in our backyard is a chain-link fence and behind that fence is a closed-down Toys R Us store now I don't recommend that anyone else try this as it's technically trespassing but ours is a unique situation and we couldn't resist taking advantage of it when big franchise stores go out of business they liquidate all their stock most of it gets heavily discounted for the sake of clearing the shelves while some of the nicer stuff gets packed up and shipped off to warehouses where I'm sure they will be sold online but quite a bit of it is just junked my sister and I would just watch as employees would exit out of the back and dump load after load of merchandise into the dumpsters keep in mind that none of it is great quality stuff in fact it's mostly cheap stuff but the way I see it once it's in the dumpster it's trash and it's free after business hours my sister and I would wheel our rolling suitcase back through the trees sneak through the opening and the fence and go dumpster diving we found a few neat things mostly posters and displays for video games some cheap action figures and dolls and a few board games and damaged boxes we would collect it all put it all in our suitcases then head back home now given that we are in our 20s we knew that we shouldn't have been doing this but we couldn't resist saving all this cool stuff that was just gonna rot away in the landfill anyway most of it we kept and some we gave away to friends but we didn't resell any of it online or anything after we had gone dumpster diving about seven or eight times I was getting tired of it there's always actual trash in the dumpster as well that we would have to sort through including old food law I once had a fly buzzing to my mouth needless to say I was ready to call it quits on the whole thing but my sister pressured me into doing it one last time normally we would go at dusk stay for about 20 minutes or so and then leave we didn't like going after nightfall because then we would need flashlights and that would draw too much attention to ourselves the final time we went was already after dark mostly because I had procrastinated as I didn't really want to go when my sister and I slipped to the opening in the fence I handed her one of those tiny keychain flashlights and told her to keep it handy while she looked around she hopped into the dumpster and started digging through the junk which I recall was just mostly shelving and a few of those plastic displays for posters I was casually pacing back and forth watching the area around us and taking the stuff she handed to me and tossing it into a bag for the record neither of us had been drinking we weren't carrying any weapons and we weren't acting obnoxious and drawing attention to ourselves we were barely talking yeah we were trespassing but that alone isn't enough of a crime for what was about to come after about 10 minutes I told my sister that it was time to go she was making too much noise shifting around those shelves and I was worried about getting caught I was sipping up the bag when I heard the chain link fence rattle back around where the opening was now in retrospect this may have had nothing to do with what was about to happen but a part of me still thinks it's connected I didn't have a flashlight so I couldn't glance over into the area to investigate but I had entered through that fence often enough to know what it sounded like when someone passed through it and this sounded like that exactly I started tapping the side of the dumpster telling my sister to hurry up she pulled out a cracked Iron Man mask and handed it to me and then began to crawl out of the dumpster right as her feet touched the pavement the lid of the dumpster swung down hard and slammed itself right on her fingers the sound of the lid falling that hard was like a bomb going off I jumped about a foot into the air my sister cried out in pain and cursed the next thing we knew there was what sounded like a war cry coming from behind the dumpster a man steps out from behind the dumpster and swings one of those retractable Knight sticks right at my head it was pure luck that I chose that moment to step backwards and dodge the blow the baton made a loud clinging sound against the dumpster the guy screamed like a madman and swung again I yelled for my sister to run we abandoned the suitcase we both sprinted towards the front of the building the guy started sprinting after us screaming in a language that wasn't English or Spanish at first he was right on our heels but my sister and I were both in pretty good shape so after a few moments we left the guy in the dust fortunately we were both in our sneakers that night the men then hurled his baton at us and it clattered across the pavement to my right but we kept running once around the front of the building it began sprinting to the road and the crosswalk the guy turned the corner and slammed right into one of those freestanding cement poles that are normally located by the entrance to prevent cars from plowing right through the doors I glanced over my shoulder and I saw him hit the ground but the man got right back up like he barely felt it and kept running when we made it to the intersection I shoved my sister in the direction of her house and told her to keep running this is the part that blows my mind not only was the man still chasing us but he was still screaming at the top of his lungs and wielding a stun gun in each hand both of which were buzzing loudly as he ran and I neglected to mention that this man was not wearing a security guard a uniform he was just completely out of his mind I yelled at someone who was idling on a stop light to call the cops and then I took off in the opposite direction my sister went fortunately after I crossed the road and ran down a few back alleys I ended up losing him but I could still hear him screaming I doubled back as I watched him run in between parked cars up and down the street clearly furious that he had lost me then I kid you not one of his sleeves caught fire my guess is that one of the stun guns make contact and ignited it I cut back around a gas station and made it for home as I heard the sirens approaching in the distance when I got home I discovered that my sister was safe although one of her fingers were broken and she ended up losing two of her fingernails thanks to the dumpster lid I know this story is kind of comical now looking back but as it was happening it was terrifying and incredibly surreal this guy was dressed in a hoodie and jeans and wreaked of sweat he clearly was not a security guard or anything he didn't announce himself before approaching us he just immediately started attacking us and I have a horrifying gut feeling that he may have killed us had we not chosen to run immediately my best guess is that he was some homeless guy with some serious mental issues I don't know what ever happened to him but needless to say my dumpster diving days are very much over so the other night my friends and I were walking to the movies at around 9:00 p.m. as we were heading through the plaza where the theater was located I decided to stop and have a smoke in front of the empty storefront that used to be Toys R Us my friends all pause to wait for me and pulled out their phones while I Leslie peered through the window into the darkened store I noticed the front doors were locked with chains and a on the outside and I considered how weird that was securing it from the outside where someone could easily break the lock and go inside as I look past my reflection and let my eyes wander down the rows of empty shelves I noticed a glimmer of light from down one of the aisles I moved a few steps over and tried to get a better look at what it was and when I noticed it again I realized it wasn't a source it was a reflection two points of reflected light were staring back at me like eyes from deep in the back of the store I spoke aloud what no way impressed my hands up against the sides of my eyes to get a better view while my friends asked me what was happening the eyes shifted then vanished only for a second before reappearing in a new spot a few feet away I knocked in the window and called out to my friends hey there's someone in there trying to freak me out as soon as I said that something large struck the window from the inside and I left back a metal bracket the size of a frying pan had just been thrown against the window from somewhere deep inside the store my friends all heard it and immediately rushed over but I continued to retreat backwards in that split second after the bracket struck the window I thought I saw the eyes shift again and I saw a shadowy figure crawl across another aisle not walk crawl on all fours whatever I was witnessing was either a severely deranged human or some kind of unknown creature my friend started recording the inside of the store on their phones but none of them captured anything except their own reflections and the darkness just beyond the window I just dropped my cigarette and immediately started walking away even if it was just some prank I was done we saw the movie and walked home using a different route without passing the store and to be honest I forgot all about the encounter until recently I guess when something strange like that happens something that we cannot explain our subconscious just swallows it choosing to overlook it because it doesn't make any sense it can't be categorized so it just doesn't reflect on it I did some research and the building is set to be demolished next month I can't help but wonder were those chains on the door meant to keep people out or to keep something inside I'm part of an exclusive girls-only paintball Club normally we meet about eight or ten times during the summer months to battle in designated paintball areas but on occasion during the off months we choose an isolated private location to meet instead when the economy crashed back in oh wait my neighboring town went to shit and most of its residents took off there was an abandoned shopping plaza that was hidden behind a small section of woods that used to house a Toys R Us a Kmart and a goodwill before the whole thing was shut down it's been deserted so long that six-inch grass is growing up in between the cracks in the parking lot of course there were chains and fences blocking off the property but after scoping it out my girlfriends and I concluded that it wasn't being monitored and security wasn't making regular stops so we decided to turn it into our battlefield we broke open a few doors so that we could run through the abandoned stores and make it more fun plenty of furniture and shelving have been left abandoned and we drag some of it out to the parking lot to use it as obstacles for cover we spent most of our Saturday afternoon there paintballing and recoloring the place with blotches of red and blue everywhere we were enjoying ourselves until we heard over the radio the emergency notice to stand down as someone had been injured we all gathered in what used to be the toys are a stockroom we discovered that our friend had fallen into a shaft that had been hidden underneath a tarp lying on the floor it was about eight foot drop and was only accessible by a ladder that led down into a basement area our friend was bruised and shaken but she would be fine a few of us helped her climb out but myself and three others took flashlights down into the section of basement and we soon discovered something very unnerving there was a row of iron shackles bolted into the wall there were scratch marks on the floor and wall with what looked to be dry to blood it resembled some kind of torture chamber a feeling of dread overwhelmed me I can't explain it but have you ever been to a place where you could just tell something terrible had happened there the iron chains did not appear to be that old one of my friends approached one of the scratch marks on the wall she then turned to the rest of us this is fresh we gathered up our crew and left making sure to take everything with us that may have left clues as to who exactly we were we anonymously reported our findings to the police and never returned to that property again [Music] [Music] you [Music]

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