Post up scary story,picture's,Video's

[Mychael101]

I've got another story that would put resident evil to shame if the thread continues

Hurry up and get to typing.

[LS WHAT ??]

[tribaltalon]

I dont have enough time, and I really dont feel like typing the whole story after all. But the cliffs notes version is a friend and I went to the Westlin bunker in Conroe, Tx



walked around for a while underground until my flashlight went out, got stuck 2 stories underground in a 40,000 sq foot complex, heard alot of crazy ass noises in a previously totally quiet environment, finally got out and my flashlight magically started working again. here's some pics of the complex although they left out alot, i imagine due to security concerns being that its a tier II secure data compound now.

http://coldwar-c4i.net/WestlinBldg/bunkerpics.pdf

[SS Junk]

heard alot of crazy ass noises in a previously totally quiet environment,

Your cochlear implant was fucking with you.

[Forever_frost]

When I was about 13, my brother and I went to the end of our street to a recently emptied house. A few months earlier the son in the house had been coming back from Quinlan to his house, riding in the back of his parent's truck holding down a mattress with his body weight. At about 70, the mattress came out and he hit 751 and made a paste. Fast forward.

His parents move out and my brother and I, after dark, decide to take our 3 wheeler down there and see if anything neat was left behind. We get there and the door is unlocked. Cool. My brother goes wandering around to the right and I am in the living room looking at the full size pool table sitting there. I heard something move behind me and turned around and there was someone who looked like the kid who got splattered just standing there.

I took off out the door, jumped the railing and kick started the 3 wheeler, flying back up the road we came. I was home a full 10 minutes before my brother who was pissed because I left him. He hadn't seen anything and wanted to know where I went and why. We didn't go back, despite the pool table and other neat stuff in there. No way.

[tribaltalon]

Your cochlear implant was fucking with you.

Lolz

[LS WHAT ??]

Axe Murder Hollow
A Pennsylvania Ghost Story

retold by S.E. Schlosser

Susan and Ned were driving through a wooded empty section of highway. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour.
“We’d better stop,” said Susan.
Ned nodded his head in agreement. He stepped on the brake, and suddenly the car started to slide on the slick pavement. They plunged off the road and slid to a halt at the bottom of an incline.
Pale and shaking, Ned quickly turned to check if Susan was all right. When she nodded, Ned relaxed and looked through the rain soaked windows.
“I’m going to see how bad it is,” he told Susan, and when out into the storm. She saw his blurry figure in the headlight, walking around the front of the car. A moment later, he jumped in beside her, soaking wet.
“The car’s not badly damaged, but we’re wheel-deep in mud,” he said. “I’m going to have to go for help.”
Susan swallowed nervously. There would be no quick rescue here. He told her to turn off the headlights and lock the doors until he returned.
Axe Murder Hollow. Although Ned hadn’t said the name aloud, they both knew what he had been thinking when he told her to lock the car. This was the place where a man had once taken an axe and hacked his wife to death in a jealous rage over an alleged affair. Supposedly, the axe-wielding spirit of the husband continued to haunt this section of the road.
Outside the car, Susan heard a shriek, a loud thump, and a strange gurgling noise. But she couldn’t see anything in the darkness.
Frightened, she shrank down into her seat. She sat in silence for a while, and then she noticed another sound. Bump. Bump. Bump. It was a soft sound, like something being blown by the wind.
Suddenly, the car was illuminated by a bright light. An official sounding voice told her to get out of the car. Ned must have found a police officer. Susan unlocked the door and stepped out of the car. As her eyes adjusted to the bright light, she saw it.
Hanging by his feet from the tree next to the car was the dead body of Ned. His bloody throat had been cut so deeply that he was nearly decapitated. The wind swung his corpse back and forth so that it thumped against the tree. Bump. Bump. Bump.
Susan screamed and ran toward the voice and the light. As she drew close, she realized the light was not coming from a flashlight. Standing there was the glowing figure of a man with a smile on his face and a large, solid, and definitely real axe in his hands. She backed away from the glowing figure until she bumped into the car.
“Playing around when my back was turned,” the ghost whispered, stroking the sharp blade of the axe with his fingers. “You’ve been very naughty.”
The last thing she saw was the glint of the axe blade in the eerie, incandescent light.

[idrivea4banger]

^ wtf, we want real stories not make believe shit.

[roliath]

I saw this r/creepy, always thought it was well done.

[Rreemo]

I saw this r/creepy, always thought it was well done.

If you look at the documentary trailer...the guys wife has the same features as the thing that appears in the door. Also...when he shows the closeup view of the shelves inside of the pantry....notice how low to the floor the bottom shelf is....classic giveaway of a shelving unit that is also a doorway.

Still Creepy though....

[roliath]

yeah I know its fake, I just think its well done. it really mind fucked me when I first saw it long time ago.

[Rreemo]

I laughed at this guys comment.....

Correctivemind(6 months ago)

This has to be your wife man, no offense and not saying shes a ghoul. just that it looks like her

[roliath]

I laughed at this guys comment.....

Correctivemind(6 months ago)

This has to be your wife man, no offense and not saying shes a ghoul. just that it looks like her

lol

I love scary stuff, but seriously there isn't anything out there that can really scare me. And I believe anything you would find on the net would be met with criticism. I'm kinda like, if it didn't happen to me I don't believe it. So I wish something would happen, but than again I don't want to invite something in and have it scar me for life.

[Rreemo]

[91cavgt]

As I said earlier in this thread, my mom seems to be haunted.


She was recording some things on her digital voice recorder when she forgot and left it on accidentally. Upon playing it back (it would automatically turn on when noise is heard and turn off when it was quiet) after she stopped talking, she heard a voice in the background. Unfourtunately, she couldn't make out what was being said. So, for the next few days she left the voice recorder on and listened to it later in the day to see if there was anything on it. Well, she was finally rewarded. Out of no where a LOUD mans voice says "GET OUT, GET THE FUCK OUT!!!"

She called a paranormal invesitgative group who came out to look around the house. They found a 6" square box in the back yard that was about 5' off the ground that the air temp in this box was a consistant 20 degrees cooler than the surrounding air temp. They too recorded voices on their voice recorders, and for some reason one room in the house had a strong smell of pipe tabaco. I had slept in that room before and I too had smelled the pipe tobaco smell, but I like the smell so I didn't think anything of it.

Well, my mom gets a call a few hours after the team left. 2 of the investigators were driving on highway 79 when they started smelling pipe tobaco, and then the driver (looking in the rear view mirror) saw an older man sitting in the back seat. They quickly got to the side of the road and told the spirit that he was not allowed to come with them and that he needed to go back.


The team later found out that an old fort used to be located very close to the place where my mom lived at the time. The researchers think the voice my mom captured on the voice recorder is that of a settler who is constantly replaying his last moments before he was killed by indians.


My mom played the voice recorder back one day when I was visiting. It still sends chills down my spine thinking about it.