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[Music] when me and my<font color="#E5E5E5"> trouble making friends</font> were<font color="#E5E5E5"> 13 years old one of</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the many rowdy</font> and<font color="#CCCCCC"> mischievous things we would do would</font> be Saturday<font color="#E5E5E5"> night ding-dong-ditch</font> sessions<font color="#CCCCCC"> 10 years ago we all lived on</font> the same block<font color="#CCCCCC"> in a typical suburban</font> neighborhood at the<font color="#CCCCCC"> time there were a</font> lot less houses<font color="#CCCCCC"> and</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> more woods though</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">I'm going to make up</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> names for my</font> friends<font color="#E5E5E5"> for the case of</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> this story there</font> was<font color="#E5E5E5"> Mark James and match either marker</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">James were usually</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the ones to go up to</font> the houses<font color="#E5E5E5"> and ring the bells Matt and I</font> on the<font color="#CCCCCC"> other hand would usually find</font> hiding<font color="#E5E5E5"> spots right away we hit about</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> 5</font> or<font color="#CCCCCC"> 6</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> houses</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I remember all the men who</font> answered the doors gave pretty much the same reactions<font color="#E5E5E5"> they step out onto the</font> stoop one or two<font color="#E5E5E5"> would yell something</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">and then they'd walk back inside</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> for a</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">couple of</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> houses we bring the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> bell again</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">for a better reaction one guy yelled he</font> was calling<font color="#E5E5E5"> the cops the second time so</font> when he shut his door we all booked it down the street and went to the<font color="#E5E5E5"> next</font> block<font color="#CCCCCC"> over as I mentioned 10 years ago</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">in this neighborhood there were</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> patches</font> of wood sitting<font color="#CCCCCC"> where houses</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> stood today</font> on the next block<font color="#CCCCCC"> over there</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> were a few</font> patches<font color="#E5E5E5"> of woods surrounding some of</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">houses and the houses on this block</font> seemed to be more unkempt the first house<font color="#E5E5E5"> on the block was across</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the street</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">from</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the patch of</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> woods which made for</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a</font> perfect<font color="#E5E5E5"> hiding spot the house was kind</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">of</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> rundown</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> looking tall grass a ratty</font> old car with a cover on<font color="#CCCCCC"> it in the</font> driveway<font color="#E5E5E5"> and overall just</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a small house</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">mark went up to ring the bell he barely</font> had time<font color="#CCCCCC"> to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> make it</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> across the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> street</font> before the door opened<font color="#CCCCCC"> it was another</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">man to</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> answer the door this guy</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> really</font> big<font color="#E5E5E5"> about</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> six</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> foot and stocky build</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">unlike the others</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> he</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> was furious</font> immediately he walked<font color="#E5E5E5"> around his whole</font> front yard checking the bushes yelling threats we all<font color="#CCCCCC"> laughed as</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> we always</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> did</font> eventually he finally went<font color="#E5E5E5"> back</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> inside</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">mark waited a few minutes</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> checked the</font> windows and then ran<font color="#CCCCCC"> back up the stoop</font> to ring the bell<font color="#CCCCCC"> again</font> I didn't<font color="#E5E5E5"> envy him with this house</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I</font> would not be bold enough<font color="#CCCCCC"> to ring</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> that</font> man's<font color="#CCCCCC"> Bell again</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> mark knew he probably</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">didn't have as much time so he ran to</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">the side of the house and out of sight</font> the door opened much quicker this time <font color="#CCCCCC">and</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> this</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> time the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> man came out with a</font> rifle in<font color="#E5E5E5"> his hand</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> we all looked at each</font> other<font color="#CCCCCC"> simultaneously going shit</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> under</font> arrest the man checked all the places he <font color="#E5E5E5">checks</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> before</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and then a few extra</font> places<font color="#E5E5E5"> this time like behind his car</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">behind a couple trees and then he walked</font> to the<font color="#E5E5E5"> center of his lawn and</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> just stood</font> there<font color="#E5E5E5"> as if he were</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> thinking he looked</font> around<font color="#E5E5E5"> and then his head stopped as he</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">was facing</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> us in the woods me Matt and</font> James looked at each other<font color="#E5E5E5"> we ducked</font> lower in hopes that<font color="#E5E5E5"> he didn't see</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> us</font> after 10 seconds of staring in our direction<font color="#CCCCCC"> the man went back</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> into his</font> home<font color="#CCCCCC"> and then we saw him appear at his</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">front window</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> standing still like a</font> statue<font color="#E5E5E5"> looking in our</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> direction in the</font> woods once again he saw<font color="#E5E5E5"> mark creeping</font> back over to the man's front door but there was<font color="#E5E5E5"> nothing we</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> could do</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> we were</font> too<font color="#CCCCCC"> afraid to move or yell anything</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> mark</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">rang the bell once again and ran for it</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">the man didn't move though at least not</font> for another minute<font color="#E5E5E5"> then he turned and</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">walked away from the window we didn't</font> see mark again but we were still too nervous<font color="#CCCCCC"> to move or say anything</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> the next</font> thing I<font color="#CCCCCC"> remember we heard Mark's voice</font> from<font color="#E5E5E5"> across the street yelling run we</font> didn't understand<font color="#E5E5E5"> until we heard someone</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">running up from behind</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> us realizing upon</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">turning our heads</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> that it was the man</font> from<font color="#E5E5E5"> across the street with his rifle</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> in</font> hand pointed at<font color="#CCCCCC"> us we ran like little</font> prey from a<font color="#E5E5E5"> predator to mark who was</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">waiting for us across</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the street we ran</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">for blocks until we were sure</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> we lost</font> him<font color="#CCCCCC"> mark explained that he yelled when</font> he saw the man<font color="#E5E5E5"> sneaking across the</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">street into</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the patch of</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> woods with his</font> gun we didn't report him or any of what happens we just<font color="#E5E5E5"> told a few friends</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> and that was</font> it luckily the house was many blocks from<font color="#E5E5E5"> us so we never really</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> had to pass</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">it again</font> [Music] I lived in a house from<font color="#E5E5E5"> hell for a</font> couple of<font color="#E5E5E5"> weeks</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I was a college student</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">and my parents were paying for a house</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">for me to live in unspoiled I know well</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">the house was modest nothing</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> fancy</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> or</font> huge and I was happy with<font color="#E5E5E5"> it well for</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">the first few</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> days anyway</font> then things<font color="#E5E5E5"> quickly started getting</font> strange<font color="#CCCCCC"> on a rainy Saturday with nothing</font> to do<font color="#E5E5E5"> I was watching TV for a</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> few hours</font> that was when I heard<font color="#E5E5E5"> a scrape on my</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">living room floor</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I looked around the</font> room<font color="#E5E5E5"> thinking an animal got into the</font> house or<font color="#E5E5E5"> something</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I sat back down and</font> resumed watching TV that<font color="#CCCCCC"> was the first</font> weird occurrence the rain continued throughout<font color="#E5E5E5"> the rest of the day and into</font> the<font color="#CCCCCC"> night</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> which made</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> for an excuse to</font> not<font color="#E5E5E5"> go</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> out I stayed in watching more TV</font> in the living<font color="#CCCCCC"> room I perked up when I</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">felt I heard something from the kitchen</font> laughably<font color="#E5E5E5"> I took a pillow with me as I</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">guess some sort of weapon</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> and walked</font> over to the kitchen<font color="#CCCCCC"> doorway there in the</font> middle of the dark kitchen was a box of Cheerios on the floor<font color="#CCCCCC"> spilling out</font> hundreds of<font color="#E5E5E5"> the tiny</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> O's I had no idea</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">how that could have happened</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">nevertheless</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I dropped the pillow and</font> began<font color="#E5E5E5"> cleaning up the Cheerios off</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">floor as I was doing so I heard a creak</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">like the sound weak areas of a wood</font> floor make when someone<font color="#CCCCCC"> steps on them</font> [Music] it was by the kitchen<font color="#E5E5E5"> table</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I looked up</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">but nobody was there</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I knew I was going</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">crazy</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> now every little</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> sound must</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> have</font> been making<font color="#E5E5E5"> me paranoid</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I cleaned the</font> Cheerios and<font color="#E5E5E5"> went back to</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> watching TV</font> the<font color="#CCCCCC"> Thunder</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> outside was getting louder</font> as the bulk of the storm<font color="#E5E5E5"> seemed to be</font> passing<font color="#CCCCCC"> overhead</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> yet I found</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> it to be</font> strangely relaxing<font color="#E5E5E5"> that was the last</font> thing<font color="#E5E5E5"> I remember</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> appreciating the sound</font> of the storm<font color="#CCCCCC"> outside</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> before waking up</font> from<font color="#E5E5E5"> what seemed to be an hour-long doze</font> the TV was<font color="#E5E5E5"> still on but that wasn't what</font> woke me I remember believing I woke up to a bang <font color="#E5E5E5">or</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a thud from downstairs</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> regardless I</font> turned off<font color="#CCCCCC"> the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> TV and marched upstairs</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">to bed the next day was normal as was</font> the day after<font color="#CCCCCC"> that it wasn't</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> until the</font> next<font color="#E5E5E5"> gray rainy day that strange things</font> started<font color="#E5E5E5"> happening again</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I woke up in my</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">bed that morning feeling like I had been</font> drinking<font color="#E5E5E5"> all night the night</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> before</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I</font> felt sicker than I'd ever<font color="#CCCCCC"> felt with any</font> hangover before<font color="#E5E5E5"> I didn't do much walking</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">around that day the gloomy dark weather</font> only<font color="#E5E5E5"> made me more bedridden</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I left the</font> TV<font color="#CCCCCC"> in my bedroom on all day just as</font> background<font color="#E5E5E5"> noise with a garbage</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> pail by</font> my side in<font color="#E5E5E5"> case I had</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to puke</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> at midday</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">I muted the TV after hearing sounds</font> coming<font color="#CCCCCC"> from above</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> me</font> [Music] the<font color="#CCCCCC"> Attic</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> the attic door</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> was</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> actually in</font> my<font color="#CCCCCC"> bedroom and most of the Attic</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> was</font> built<font color="#E5E5E5"> over that bedroom it wasn't just</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">once thought I heard it was three</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> or</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">four</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I managed to get out</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> of bed despite</font> the fact<font color="#CCCCCC"> that every time I moved I</font> wanted to<font color="#E5E5E5"> puke</font> I pulled the<font color="#CCCCCC"> strength of</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> the attic</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> door</font> down<font color="#E5E5E5"> took one</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> of my old baseball bats</font> with me<font color="#E5E5E5"> and climbed up the steps</font> I pulled the light switch down<font color="#CCCCCC"> to light</font> up the<font color="#E5E5E5"> attics there were a few old boxes</font> that<font color="#E5E5E5"> must have belonged</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to the previous</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">owner</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> scattered about but I couldn't see</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">any living things to produce those</font> noises<font color="#CCCCCC"> I climbed back down quickly</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">because I was kind of scared</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> of that</font> attic<font color="#E5E5E5"> there were no more</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> noises until</font> that<font color="#E5E5E5"> night I woke up to</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> at first what I</font> thought was<font color="#CCCCCC"> Thunder</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> still feeling a bit</font> sick the familiar sound of<font color="#E5E5E5"> a thud from</font> up in<font color="#CCCCCC"> the attic gave me chills I pulled</font> the string<font color="#E5E5E5"> to the attic</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> door back down</font> took my<font color="#CCCCCC"> baseball bat once again and</font> climbed up the stairs<font color="#CCCCCC"> I made myself</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">angry and screamed in the most</font> intimidating voice I could but before I could<font color="#CCCCCC"> turn the light on I heard</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> the</font> sound of a child giggling in<font color="#E5E5E5"> the</font> pitch-black attic words cannot describe the<font color="#E5E5E5"> feeling of</font> weightlessness<font color="#CCCCCC"> the feeling of my insides</font> dropping inside of my<font color="#E5E5E5"> body</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the fear that</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">I felt the word fear is not enough to</font> describe<font color="#CCCCCC"> what I felt at that moment I</font> was<font color="#CCCCCC"> out</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> of that house so fast</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> don't</font> even remember<font color="#CCCCCC"> running I called my</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> dad in</font> the cold rain and<font color="#CCCCCC"> asked him to pick me</font> up<font color="#CCCCCC"> I explained everything the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> best I</font> could<font color="#E5E5E5"> my parents saw how emotional I was</font> about this and in a weird sense I<font color="#CCCCCC"> think</font> they<font color="#E5E5E5"> believed me</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I packed all</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> of my</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">things up with my</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> parents the next</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> day</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">and moved back home</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to this day I'm</font> convinced<font color="#E5E5E5"> what I experienced in that</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">house was completely paranormal</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">I used to work as a maid for some old</font> lady for a couple<font color="#CCCCCC"> of weeks when I was</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> 20</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">she had a</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> really big yet old house on</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a</font> property that<font color="#E5E5E5"> could have been beautiful</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">she had actually taken care of it she</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">had two acres of land surrounded by</font> woods<font color="#CCCCCC"> in three directions and the road</font> on<font color="#E5E5E5"> the other the house itself was</font> ancient mostly made of wood and<font color="#E5E5E5"> the</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">interior was really really dark she</font> would often<font color="#E5E5E5"> keep the blind shut in some</font> rooms<font color="#CCCCCC"> for reasons I didn't understand I</font> would sometimes open the blinds to<font color="#E5E5E5"> let</font> some sunlight<font color="#E5E5E5"> in only</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to find that she</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">deaf shut</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> them by the next time I</font> entered the room<font color="#CCCCCC"> she lit some rooms by</font> candle which made the house seem even more prehistoric<font color="#CCCCCC"> for me inside</font> to top it<font color="#E5E5E5"> off the wood floors were a</font> creaky ecologist about<font color="#E5E5E5"> everywhere</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> in the</font> house the woman's name<font color="#CCCCCC"> was Mel she was</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">around 70 years old the kind of work Mel</font> would have me do would be<font color="#E5E5E5"> mostly</font> physical<font color="#E5E5E5"> stuff that she couldn't do very</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">well anymore like sweeping</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> dusting</font> cleaning<font color="#E5E5E5"> dishes</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> doing laundry sorting</font> mail<font color="#E5E5E5"> and other things of</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> that sort</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">one weekend Mel asked me to sleep there</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">for a night or two</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> the house had like</font> four bedrooms yet she lived<font color="#CCCCCC"> alone so it</font> wasn't an issue<font color="#E5E5E5"> well this takes place</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">over the</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> course of a Friday</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and</font> technically<font color="#E5E5E5"> a Saturday as well</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I arrived</font> as per usual on Friday speaking very few words to Mel I dropped<font color="#E5E5E5"> my backpack full</font> of<font color="#E5E5E5"> my clothes</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> and cosmetics</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> onto the bed</font> in<font color="#CCCCCC"> the bedroom</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> but I was going to be</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">sleeping in</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> as I turned to</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the door I</font> saw Mel standing by the doorway<font color="#E5E5E5"> she</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> had</font> a creepy<font color="#E5E5E5"> way about her and this entrance</font> was no exception<font color="#E5E5E5"> she didn't say hello</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">which wasn't as weird as it</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> sounds she</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">just instructed me to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> clean</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the bedroom</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">right away</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> after that she just told me</font> to<font color="#E5E5E5"> simply straighten up the whole house</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">and</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> then</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> she went upstairs</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I didn't see</font> her<font color="#E5E5E5"> for the rest of the day but I would</font> occasionally<font color="#E5E5E5"> hear her walking</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> around</font> upstairs<font color="#CCCCCC"> in her bedroom</font> it was weird she<font color="#E5E5E5"> would seem to walk back</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">and forth</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> there were no TVs</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> in this</font> house so I didn't know what<font color="#CCCCCC"> she could</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">have been doing one thing that I found</font> bizarre was how protective she was of her basement<font color="#CCCCCC"> she made</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> it clear it was</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">completely off-limits and she didn't</font> want me<font color="#CCCCCC"> going</font> down there<font color="#CCCCCC"> nighttime came</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and I went to</font> bed early<font color="#CCCCCC"> this was before</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> smartphones</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">were a thing so I didn't</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> even know what</font> time it was it was probably<font color="#CCCCCC"> nine or ten o'clock</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">though for the first few hours</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">everything was peaceful</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> however I still</font> had trouble<font color="#E5E5E5"> falling asleep</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> given</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> that it</font> was<font color="#E5E5E5"> the most</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> uncomfortable bed I'd ever</font> been end it felt like hours later<font color="#E5E5E5"> that I</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">started hearing footsteps outside my</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">room on the creaky floors</font> it sounded like<font color="#E5E5E5"> Mel was passing my room</font> really<font color="#E5E5E5"> slowly maybe she was</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> just</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> going</font> to<font color="#CCCCCC"> the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> bathroom</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a few minutes later I</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">heard her</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> footsteps again</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> but then she</font> stopped outside<font color="#CCCCCC"> my door this</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> time</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> i</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> sat</font> up<font color="#E5E5E5"> and listened</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I could hear the</font> creaking<font color="#E5E5E5"> from behind the door of Mel</font> standing there<font color="#E5E5E5"> and it was starting to</font> creep<font color="#CCCCCC"> me out</font> she finally<font color="#E5E5E5"> walked away I heard her go</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">down</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the stairs</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and then I heard a</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> door</font> open<font color="#E5E5E5"> and closed from downstairs</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I had a</font> feeling it was<font color="#CCCCCC"> the basement door</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> it was</font> a while<font color="#E5E5E5"> later that I heard the door</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> open</font> and<font color="#CCCCCC"> closed again and then heavy slow</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">footsteps coming up</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the creaky stairs</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">the footsteps once again came to my door</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">then stopped i sat up</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> once again</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> to</font> listen<font color="#CCCCCC"> and I could hear</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> creaks of</font> pressure on the floor outside<font color="#E5E5E5"> the door</font> and then I heard<font color="#E5E5E5"> the doorknob start to</font> turn<font color="#CCCCCC"> I laid back down and pulled the</font> sheets<font color="#E5E5E5"> over me and pretended to be</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">asleep I heard Mel take a few steps</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> into</font> the room<font color="#CCCCCC"> pause and then weave</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> she went</font> back<font color="#CCCCCC"> to her room and shut the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> door</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I was</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">a bit disturbed</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> this was very bizarre</font> behavior I waited about half an hour <font color="#CCCCCC">before</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> deciding I had to see what</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> was in</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">that basement I got out of the rickety</font> bed tiptoed to<font color="#CCCCCC"> the door and then tiptoed</font> down<font color="#CCCCCC"> the stairs the best I could</font> I opened the heavy basement door<font color="#E5E5E5"> flipped</font> on the lights<font color="#E5E5E5"> and crept down the stairs</font> I made it to the<font color="#E5E5E5"> bottom step and held in</font> the urge<font color="#CCCCCC"> to scream there were two old</font> wooden chairs<font color="#CCCCCC"> dead</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> center in</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> the</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">basement and there were two of what I</font> could<font color="#CCCCCC"> only</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> describe as decaying corpses</font> with wigs on them sitting in them<font color="#E5E5E5"> the</font> sight of a bug crawling<font color="#E5E5E5"> on one of them</font> made<font color="#CCCCCC"> me want to puke even more I brought</font> myself to<font color="#E5E5E5"> walk deeper into the basement</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">closer to the corpses I had to make</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> sure</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">they were real both of the corpses had</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">men's wigs on them the bigger of the two</font> also<font color="#E5E5E5"> had a beret</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> on</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> I don't know much</font> about corpses or their rate<font color="#CCCCCC"> of decaying</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">but I'd say these corpses were both</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">almost a year</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> old I felt like my heart</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">stops momentarily when I heard footsteps</font> coming<font color="#CCCCCC"> from upstairs on the first floor</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">I couldn't make it to the light</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> switch I</font> had no time<font color="#CCCCCC"> I hid behind</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> one</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> of the</font> couches<font color="#E5E5E5"> in the basement as I heard slow</font> heavy footsteps coming<font color="#E5E5E5"> down one creepy</font> stare at a time<font color="#E5E5E5"> I had my hands covering</font> my mouth<font color="#CCCCCC"> as I heard no reach the last</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">air</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">I heard her whisper my name for half a</font> second<font color="#CCCCCC"> I looked around</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> the couch and so</font> am<font color="#CCCCCC"> L halfway across the basement already</font> with a big<font color="#E5E5E5"> kitchen knife</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> in her hand I</font> knew she would<font color="#CCCCCC"> be too slow to</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> catch me</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">so I ran for it to the stairs</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> she</font> screamed my name<font color="#E5E5E5"> and followed as fast as</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">she could</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> when I made it to the first</font> <font color="#E5E5E5">floor of the house</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I ran upstairs to the</font> bedroom I was sleeping<font color="#CCCCCC"> and to grab my</font> backpack<font color="#E5E5E5"> by the time I ran back</font> downstairs<font color="#CCCCCC"> Mel was at the top basement</font> stepped I ran out the<font color="#CCCCCC"> front door</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> and to</font> my car<font color="#CCCCCC"> I turned it on caught my breath</font> <font color="#CCCCCC">looked to the</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> front door of the big old</font> house and saw<font color="#E5E5E5"> amel standing there</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> I</font> drove off<font color="#E5E5E5"> the huge property and down the</font> road<font color="#E5E5E5"> making it back home within</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> 10</font> minutes<font color="#E5E5E5"> fortunately I</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> never gave Mel any</font> of my information<font color="#E5E5E5"> such as</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> my address or</font> my phone number so<font color="#CCCCCC"> she was never</font><font color="#E5E5E5"> able to</font> contact me again<font color="#CCCCCC"> if I had to guess I'd</font> say<font color="#E5E5E5"> one of</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> those corpses belonged to her</font> dead husband that she'd mentioned<font color="#E5E5E5"> twice</font> to me as for the other smaller corpse<font color="#CCCCCC"> I have</font> no idea<font color="#E5E5E5"> but regardless it was</font><font color="#CCCCCC"> a</font> disturbing scene to witness and something was way off about<font color="#CCCCCC"> that woman</font>
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Channel: Mr. Nightmare
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Length: 16min 44sec (1004 seconds)
Published: Mon Mar 20 2017
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