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 Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 11:39 pm
darknight2433 Hellava long one, but...yeah.
LORENDA M. lives in a large house that was built during the Victorian era, filled with old charm and secrets in every room. She took residence in the house several years ago with her husband, Ben and their six-year-old daughter, Anna.
Lorenda and Ben loved to entertain and often hosted parties for friends and family. Occasionally these visitors would stay as guests at the house. That was one of the reasons the young couple moved from their smaller house in London to this spacious English country home. And for the first few weeks they lived there, they found it lovely and peaceful.
Anna especially loved exploring the house. But that's when and how the horror began.
"Jess"
Anna had not yet started in any kind of school, and the couple and not had the chance to get acquainted with the neighbors.
Anna therefore had not made any new friends, and so she contented herself with the curiosities of her new home.
One day Lorenda could not find Anna anywhere in the house. "I was worried she might have gone off outdoors," says Lorenda, "and Ben offered to watch out for her while he walked our golden retriever, Lulu."
Lorenda thought she was in the house alone. Then she heard the most deafening thud from upstairs. It was so loud that it caused the chandelier above her head to tremble. Lorenda froze, staring up at the ceiling and wondering what on earth could have caused such a dreadful noise.
With her heart pounding, Lorenda tentatively crept up the spiral staircase and began to search every room on the second floor. She came to a room that she and Ben were intending to convert to a bathroom, but which had been an old nursery. She pushed open the door and popped her head around the door. "When I didn't find the source of the noise," Lorenda says, "I turned around, and almost jumped out of my skin when I saw Anna there, gazing up at me."
Little Anna innocently asked her mother why she looked so scared. Not wanting to alarm the child, she replied that it didn't matter. To relieve the tension of the moment, she took her daughter downstairs for some drink and biscuits. As they entered the kitchen, Anna piped up, "Mummy, I want to play with the doll's house upstairs, but Jess says I can't because it's her sister's."
Lorenda was confused. She searched her daughter's face for signs of playfulness, but Anna was concentrating on the small TV on the sideboard. Lorenda didn't have a clue who "Jess" was, and they didn't have a doll's house. Lorenda, however, decided that she had had enough weirdness for one day and decided that Anna was just exercising her wild imagination. Yet Anna was such a good girl, not prone to lie or make things up.
Soon Ben came home with Lulu and Anna announced she was going upstairs to play in her bedroom.
Lorenda told Ben what Anna had told her. "Ren," as he called his wife, "Anna's only young. This Jess person must be an imaginary friend of hers. You know how kids are."
Lorenda was more than willing to accept Ben’s logical explanation.
Anna was in her room for hours. Finally, Lorenda wandered upstairs to find her to tell her dinner was ready. As she climbed the steps, Lulu bounded up the stairs and nearly knocked her flying over the banister. At that moment, Anna opened her bedroom door and Lulu darted inside.
Anna started shouting, "No, Lulu! Jess is scared of dogs! Get away from her! Mummy, make her stop scaring Jess!" Anna was almost in tears.
Lorenda pulled Lulu out by her collar and looked into the room, half afraid of what she’d see. No one was there. If this was an imaginary friend, Lorenda thought, it must be quite vivid to Anna.
Lorenda knelt to Anna’s height. "Who's Jess, Anna?" she asked.
"My friend," Anna explained quietly. "She let me play with the doll’s house and now she's my friend."
Lorenda stared intently at her daughter, then nodded softly, wanting to believe Ben's reassurance. She took Lulu and Anna downstairs to dinner.
Saturday night
For the next few days, Anna would come running to wherever Lorenda was in the house to tell her that Jess was misbehaving. At one point she complained that Jess was hogging the toy box. This became such a common occurrence that Lorenda would simply shoo Anna away with such remarks as, "Well, what a naughty girl Jess is. Why don't you go and watch television?"
The real horror came on a Saturday night.
Ben had gone to the pub with a few mates and Lorenda was in the kitchen petting Lulu. Anna had fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room. Just as the grandfather clock chimed midnight, the house lights flickered and went out. Lorenda heaved herself up and blundered her way to the closet where she found a torch (flashlight).
Lulu accompanied Lorenda to the living room where she planned to stay with Anna and light some candles. She opened the door and nearly dropped the flashlight. A scream caught in her throat.
She opened the door and nearly dropped the flashlight. A scream caught in her throat. There in the room was a young girl, thirteen or fourteen years old, by Lorenda's estimation, dressed in a strange assortment of clothes. Lorenda's impression of her was a servant girl from the 19th century. She wore a long dress and a frilly white apron covered in soot. The girl was curled up on the floor, stroking sleeping Anna's hair and softly singing a gentle lullaby from days long past.
"Get away from her!" Lorenda shouted. But the girl didn't seem to hear her, continuing her song. Lulu lunged forward and started barking. The strange girl leapt to her feet, a look of terror on her face. She began to hop up and down, trying to shoo Lulu away.
"Who are you?” Lorenda screamed at her.
"What are you doing here?" Still, the girl did not acknowledge Lorenda, intent only on Lulu and Anna. Seeming to want to get away from the dog, the girl hurtled at the door and reached out to seize the doorknob. Suddenly she froze, doubled up and started screaming in agony. Anna remained completely asleep, but Lulu was barking her head off at this girl.
"The girl jerked around so strangely, she looked as if she was being attacked," Lorenda recalls. "I just stood there with my torch in hand. The girl collapsed onto the floor, and then... she vanished! Right before my eyes, leaving only a large pool of blood."
Lorenda began screaming and screaming, and then the lights flickered back on. Anna suddenly sat up, yawning and looking around. "Where did Jess go?" she asked sleepily.
Lorenda ran to the phone and begged Ben to come home. He was there in ten minutes.
The Priest's story
The next day Lorenda called a priest to the house and asked him what he made of the events, which she had detailed to him and Ben. A look of shock gripped the priest's face. Over a hundred years ago, he told the couple, a very wealthy Victorian family had lived in their house. They had a servant girl by the name of Jessica Harolds. According to the history of the house, the girl had been brutally attacked by the family's dog and was killed. The family had found Jessica the next day, lying in a pool of her own blood.
It was said that Jess, the servant girl, was always very good with the family's young children, and loved them dearly.
After the priest blessed the house, Lorenda never again saw Jessica Harolds, and Anna never mentioned her. Oddly, Anna didn't remember anything about her playmate, Jess. When asked about Jess, Anna would just stare back in blank, silent confusion.
"But sometimes," Lorenda says, "when the clock strikes twelve, I swear I can hear somebody singing softly nearby." Nicely done. -nods-
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 4:02 am
Brother of the angelic A teenage girl, popular, rich, and happy, was walking through a store with her mom and saw a beautiful porcelain doll, which would look great with her collection. She demanded that her mother buy it for her. He mother agreed, and got it for her.
As soon as the girl returned home, she unpacked the doll and set it on a stand above her bed. She then left her room and went out with her friends. When she got home, it was late and she was tired. She went to her room, put on her pajama's and tucked herself into bed.
When she woke up the next morning, she saw a note attached to her lamp beside her bed. It was from her mother, telling her they'd be out of town until next Sunday. She yawned and noticed that her cheek was sore, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She got dressed and went to school.
This went on for a few days until she woke up and her cheek was extremely sore. She decided she'd check it out in a minute or two, then went about her room, picking out what she would wear. She finally decided and walked over to her full body mirror and noticed a large, ugly lump on her cheek.
Figuring it was a pimple, she squeezed it... and felt something moving. All of the sudden, spiders began pulling themselves out of the lump. She screamed, but since there was no one home in her huge house, nobody heard her. She tore at the spiders but there were millions... and she died of the poison in their bites.
Apparently... there was a nest of spiders in the porcelain doll she'd gotten. NOO! I HAVE A PORCELIN DOLL ;[ And why that story is extremely shocking, I mean that could really happen!
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 4:31 am
Knot-a-lie darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ GaaraOroKabutoFanG I have a mirror next to my bed against the wall...but I'm too chicken to try it out...anyways, my eye sight is bad too so lucky for me cool .....sorta emo Heh.,I'm to scared to do it too. darkmagicboi I understand.I'd do it to see if the hair part is true,but only if someone else did it first and lived the next day so I would know nothing bad would happen. *sigh*do you really want to know what happens? Not if it's going to scare me. sweatdrop so you really want someone else to first? and you're really interested in it? I think I'd like to know what happens.
Part of me says nothing - so it'll be okay.
The other part of me says something will happen and they'll come after us all, out of the mirror XD
Or maybe it would free them... No more hell but you will have to fill in their place, ot put someone else who's weight, height, and everything else is equal to you. NOT fun... stare
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 6:37 am
little charmer darknight2433 Hellava long one, but...yeah.
LORENDA M. lives in a large house that was built during the Victorian era, filled with old charm and secrets in every room. She took residence in the house several years ago with her husband, Ben and their six-year-old daughter, Anna.
Lorenda and Ben loved to entertain and often hosted parties for friends and family. Occasionally these visitors would stay as guests at the house. That was one of the reasons the young couple moved from their smaller house in London to this spacious English country home. And for the first few weeks they lived there, they found it lovely and peaceful.
Anna especially loved exploring the house. But that's when and how the horror began.
"Jess"
Anna had not yet started in any kind of school, and the couple and not had the chance to get acquainted with the neighbors.
Anna therefore had not made any new friends, and so she contented herself with the curiosities of her new home.
One day Lorenda could not find Anna anywhere in the house. "I was worried she might have gone off outdoors," says Lorenda, "and Ben offered to watch out for her while he walked our golden retriever, Lulu."
Lorenda thought she was in the house alone. Then she heard the most deafening thud from upstairs. It was so loud that it caused the chandelier above her head to tremble. Lorenda froze, staring up at the ceiling and wondering what on earth could have caused such a dreadful noise.
With her heart pounding, Lorenda tentatively crept up the spiral staircase and began to search every room on the second floor. She came to a room that she and Ben were intending to convert to a bathroom, but which had been an old nursery. She pushed open the door and popped her head around the door. "When I didn't find the source of the noise," Lorenda says, "I turned around, and almost jumped out of my skin when I saw Anna there, gazing up at me."
Little Anna innocently asked her mother why she looked so scared. Not wanting to alarm the child, she replied that it didn't matter. To relieve the tension of the moment, she took her daughter downstairs for some drink and biscuits. As they entered the kitchen, Anna piped up, "Mummy, I want to play with the doll's house upstairs, but Jess says I can't because it's her sister's."
Lorenda was confused. She searched her daughter's face for signs of playfulness, but Anna was concentrating on the small TV on the sideboard. Lorenda didn't have a clue who "Jess" was, and they didn't have a doll's house. Lorenda, however, decided that she had had enough weirdness for one day and decided that Anna was just exercising her wild imagination. Yet Anna was such a good girl, not prone to lie or make things up.
Soon Ben came home with Lulu and Anna announced she was going upstairs to play in her bedroom.
Lorenda told Ben what Anna had told her. "Ren," as he called his wife, "Anna's only young. This Jess person must be an imaginary friend of hers. You know how kids are."
Lorenda was more than willing to accept Ben’s logical explanation.
Anna was in her room for hours. Finally, Lorenda wandered upstairs to find her to tell her dinner was ready. As she climbed the steps, Lulu bounded up the stairs and nearly knocked her flying over the banister. At that moment, Anna opened her bedroom door and Lulu darted inside.
Anna started shouting, "No, Lulu! Jess is scared of dogs! Get away from her! Mummy, make her stop scaring Jess!" Anna was almost in tears.
Lorenda pulled Lulu out by her collar and looked into the room, half afraid of what she’d see. No one was there. If this was an imaginary friend, Lorenda thought, it must be quite vivid to Anna.
Lorenda knelt to Anna’s height. "Who's Jess, Anna?" she asked.
"My friend," Anna explained quietly. "She let me play with the doll’s house and now she's my friend."
Lorenda stared intently at her daughter, then nodded softly, wanting to believe Ben's reassurance. She took Lulu and Anna downstairs to dinner.
Saturday night
For the next few days, Anna would come running to wherever Lorenda was in the house to tell her that Jess was misbehaving. At one point she complained that Jess was hogging the toy box. This became such a common occurrence that Lorenda would simply shoo Anna away with such remarks as, "Well, what a naughty girl Jess is. Why don't you go and watch television?"
The real horror came on a Saturday night.
Ben had gone to the pub with a few mates and Lorenda was in the kitchen petting Lulu. Anna had fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room. Just as the grandfather clock chimed midnight, the house lights flickered and went out. Lorenda heaved herself up and blundered her way to the closet where she found a torch (flashlight).
Lulu accompanied Lorenda to the living room where she planned to stay with Anna and light some candles. She opened the door and nearly dropped the flashlight. A scream caught in her throat.
She opened the door and nearly dropped the flashlight. A scream caught in her throat. There in the room was a young girl, thirteen or fourteen years old, by Lorenda's estimation, dressed in a strange assortment of clothes. Lorenda's impression of her was a servant girl from the 19th century. She wore a long dress and a frilly white apron covered in soot. The girl was curled up on the floor, stroking sleeping Anna's hair and softly singing a gentle lullaby from days long past.
"Get away from her!" Lorenda shouted. But the girl didn't seem to hear her, continuing her song. Lulu lunged forward and started barking. The strange girl leapt to her feet, a look of terror on her face. She began to hop up and down, trying to shoo Lulu away.
"Who are you?” Lorenda screamed at her.
"What are you doing here?" Still, the girl did not acknowledge Lorenda, intent only on Lulu and Anna. Seeming to want to get away from the dog, the girl hurtled at the door and reached out to seize the doorknob. Suddenly she froze, doubled up and started screaming in agony. Anna remained completely asleep, but Lulu was barking her head off at this girl.
"The girl jerked around so strangely, she looked as if she was being attacked," Lorenda recalls. "I just stood there with my torch in hand. The girl collapsed onto the floor, and then... she vanished! Right before my eyes, leaving only a large pool of blood."
Lorenda began screaming and screaming, and then the lights flickered back on. Anna suddenly sat up, yawning and looking around. "Where did Jess go?" she asked sleepily.
Lorenda ran to the phone and begged Ben to come home. He was there in ten minutes.
The Priest's story
The next day Lorenda called a priest to the house and asked him what he made of the events, which she had detailed to him and Ben. A look of shock gripped the priest's face. Over a hundred years ago, he told the couple, a very wealthy Victorian family had lived in their house. They had a servant girl by the name of Jessica Harolds. According to the history of the house, the girl had been brutally attacked by the family's dog and was killed. The family had found Jessica the next day, lying in a pool of her own blood.
It was said that Jess, the servant girl, was always very good with the family's young children, and loved them dearly.
After the priest blessed the house, Lorenda never again saw Jessica Harolds, and Anna never mentioned her. Oddly, Anna didn't remember anything about her playmate, Jess. When asked about Jess, Anna would just stare back in blank, silent confusion.
"But sometimes," Lorenda says, "when the clock strikes twelve, I swear I can hear somebody singing softly nearby." Nicely done. -nods- Can't believe I read all that. but, it was good anyway. x]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:57 am
[NightShade] Knot-a-lie darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ GaaraOroKabutoFanG I have a mirror next to my bed against the wall...but I'm too chicken to try it out...anyways, my eye sight is bad too so lucky for me cool .....sorta emo Heh.,I'm to scared to do it too. darkmagicboi I understand.I'd do it to see if the hair part is true,but only if someone else did it first and lived the next day so I would know nothing bad would happen. *sigh*do you really want to know what happens? Not if it's going to scare me. sweatdrop so you really want someone else to first? and you're really interested in it? I think I'd like to know what happens.
Part of me says nothing - so it'll be okay.
The other part of me says something will happen and they'll come after us all, out of the mirror XD
Or maybe it would free them... No more hell but you will have to fill in their place, ot put someone else who's weight, height, and everything else is equal to you. NOT fun... stare Well, the idea is that they'd be able to shape shift in to whatever, right? They'd be able to change in to you, your room, people you know, etc.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 8:20 am
Alex the mad little charmer darknight2433 Hellava long one, but...yeah.
LORENDA M. lives in a large house that was built during the Victorian era, filled with old charm and secrets in every room. She took residence in the house several years ago with her husband, Ben and their six-year-old daughter, Anna.
Lorenda and Ben loved to entertain and often hosted parties for friends and family. Occasionally these visitors would stay as guests at the house. That was one of the reasons the young couple moved from their smaller house in London to this spacious English country home. And for the first few weeks they lived there, they found it lovely and peaceful.
Anna especially loved exploring the house. But that's when and how the horror began.
"Jess"
Anna had not yet started in any kind of school, and the couple and not had the chance to get acquainted with the neighbors.
Anna therefore had not made any new friends, and so she contented herself with the curiosities of her new home.
One day Lorenda could not find Anna anywhere in the house. "I was worried she might have gone off outdoors," says Lorenda, "and Ben offered to watch out for her while he walked our golden retriever, Lulu."
Lorenda thought she was in the house alone. Then she heard the most deafening thud from upstairs. It was so loud that it caused the chandelier above her head to tremble. Lorenda froze, staring up at the ceiling and wondering what on earth could have caused such a dreadful noise.
With her heart pounding, Lorenda tentatively crept up the spiral staircase and began to search every room on the second floor. She came to a room that she and Ben were intending to convert to a bathroom, but which had been an old nursery. She pushed open the door and popped her head around the door. "When I didn't find the source of the noise," Lorenda says, "I turned around, and almost jumped out of my skin when I saw Anna there, gazing up at me."
Little Anna innocently asked her mother why she looked so scared. Not wanting to alarm the child, she replied that it didn't matter. To relieve the tension of the moment, she took her daughter downstairs for some drink and biscuits. As they entered the kitchen, Anna piped up, "Mummy, I want to play with the doll's house upstairs, but Jess says I can't because it's her sister's."
Lorenda was confused. She searched her daughter's face for signs of playfulness, but Anna was concentrating on the small TV on the sideboard. Lorenda didn't have a clue who "Jess" was, and they didn't have a doll's house. Lorenda, however, decided that she had had enough weirdness for one day and decided that Anna was just exercising her wild imagination. Yet Anna was such a good girl, not prone to lie or make things up.
Soon Ben came home with Lulu and Anna announced she was going upstairs to play in her bedroom.
Lorenda told Ben what Anna had told her. "Ren," as he called his wife, "Anna's only young. This Jess person must be an imaginary friend of hers. You know how kids are."
Lorenda was more than willing to accept Ben’s logical explanation.
Anna was in her room for hours. Finally, Lorenda wandered upstairs to find her to tell her dinner was ready. As she climbed the steps, Lulu bounded up the stairs and nearly knocked her flying over the banister. At that moment, Anna opened her bedroom door and Lulu darted inside.
Anna started shouting, "No, Lulu! Jess is scared of dogs! Get away from her! Mummy, make her stop scaring Jess!" Anna was almost in tears.
Lorenda pulled Lulu out by her collar and looked into the room, half afraid of what she’d see. No one was there. If this was an imaginary friend, Lorenda thought, it must be quite vivid to Anna.
Lorenda knelt to Anna’s height. "Who's Jess, Anna?" she asked.
"My friend," Anna explained quietly. "She let me play with the doll’s house and now she's my friend."
Lorenda stared intently at her daughter, then nodded softly, wanting to believe Ben's reassurance. She took Lulu and Anna downstairs to dinner.
Saturday night
For the next few days, Anna would come running to wherever Lorenda was in the house to tell her that Jess was misbehaving. At one point she complained that Jess was hogging the toy box. This became such a common occurrence that Lorenda would simply shoo Anna away with such remarks as, "Well, what a naughty girl Jess is. Why don't you go and watch television?"
The real horror came on a Saturday night.
Ben had gone to the pub with a few mates and Lorenda was in the kitchen petting Lulu. Anna had fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room. Just as the grandfather clock chimed midnight, the house lights flickered and went out. Lorenda heaved herself up and blundered her way to the closet where she found a torch (flashlight).
Lulu accompanied Lorenda to the living room where she planned to stay with Anna and light some candles. She opened the door and nearly dropped the flashlight. A scream caught in her throat.
She opened the door and nearly dropped the flashlight. A scream caught in her throat. There in the room was a young girl, thirteen or fourteen years old, by Lorenda's estimation, dressed in a strange assortment of clothes. Lorenda's impression of her was a servant girl from the 19th century. She wore a long dress and a frilly white apron covered in soot. The girl was curled up on the floor, stroking sleeping Anna's hair and softly singing a gentle lullaby from days long past.
"Get away from her!" Lorenda shouted. But the girl didn't seem to hear her, continuing her song. Lulu lunged forward and started barking. The strange girl leapt to her feet, a look of terror on her face. She began to hop up and down, trying to shoo Lulu away.
"Who are you?” Lorenda screamed at her.
"What are you doing here?" Still, the girl did not acknowledge Lorenda, intent only on Lulu and Anna. Seeming to want to get away from the dog, the girl hurtled at the door and reached out to seize the doorknob. Suddenly she froze, doubled up and started screaming in agony. Anna remained completely asleep, but Lulu was barking her head off at this girl.
"The girl jerked around so strangely, she looked as if she was being attacked," Lorenda recalls. "I just stood there with my torch in hand. The girl collapsed onto the floor, and then... she vanished! Right before my eyes, leaving only a large pool of blood."
Lorenda began screaming and screaming, and then the lights flickered back on. Anna suddenly sat up, yawning and looking around. "Where did Jess go?" she asked sleepily.
Lorenda ran to the phone and begged Ben to come home. He was there in ten minutes.
The Priest's story
The next day Lorenda called a priest to the house and asked him what he made of the events, which she had detailed to him and Ben. A look of shock gripped the priest's face. Over a hundred years ago, he told the couple, a very wealthy Victorian family had lived in their house. They had a servant girl by the name of Jessica Harolds. According to the history of the house, the girl had been brutally attacked by the family's dog and was killed. The family had found Jessica the next day, lying in a pool of her own blood.
It was said that Jess, the servant girl, was always very good with the family's young children, and loved them dearly.
After the priest blessed the house, Lorenda never again saw Jessica Harolds, and Anna never mentioned her. Oddly, Anna didn't remember anything about her playmate, Jess. When asked about Jess, Anna would just stare back in blank, silent confusion.
"But sometimes," Lorenda says, "when the clock strikes twelve, I swear I can hear somebody singing softly nearby." Nicely done. -nods- Can't believe I read all that. but, it was good anyway. x]] damn nice this is the kind of stuff u see on t.v. lol
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 8:59 am
ok everyone. this is from the original thread. it's leth's so talk to them about it not me l e t h For several days, the family returned, and each day when they called, the answering voice became fainter, until finally there was no response at all.
There's a small, inconspicious building called "Padraic Willoughsby and Co." in the industrial district of Birmingham, UK. Most of the time, its doors are locked and the windows are draped. However, on February 29th of every leap year, there will be a small plastic container outside the front door containing business cards. On the front of the card it says in large capital letters, "PADRAIC WILLOUGHSBY AND CO. ENGLAND'S THAUMATURGICAL SPECIALISTS". On the back, in nearly inelligibly small type it says "The blood of the innocent."
Any night after midnight one can come to Paidraic Willoughsby and Co. and slide their card through the door, and the door will instantly unlock. Inside there is an empty room with white walls. No light reaches this room, except for a small sliver from the other end of the room. When you approach this room you will find that it is actually another door. When you knock on it, a voice will ask "What makes a man become exalted?" and you must respond with the phrase on the back of the card: "The blood of the innocent." The door will open and you will come into another room, a kind of lounge. Inside it you will find around 5-10 people, depending on the night, sitting around smoking and drinking brandy, all in late Edwardian period dress. There is absolutely no conversation at all in this room and, it is nearly silent except for the phonograph which plays the exact same record over and over, ad infinitum. If you attempt to speak to one of the patrons, they will promptly ignore you and pretend as if you were not there.
Towards the south wing of the room you will find a large, round table, slightly different from the others. On it will be a quill pen and a document. The document shows all of your personal information: name, birthdate, place of residence, criminal record, greatest fears, etc. At the bottom of the document is a long line that asks for your signature. No one knows what happen safter you sign it.
In Portland, Oregon in 1981, an unheard-of new arcade game appeared in several suburbs, something of a rarity at the time. This game was called "Polybius". The game proved to be incredibly popular, to the point of addiction, and queues formed around the machines, quickly followed by clusters of visits from men in black. Rather than the usual marketing data collected by company visitors to arcade machines, they collected some unknown data, allegedly testing responses to the psychoactive machines. The players themselves suffered from a series of unpleasant side-effects — amnesia, insomnia, nightmares, night terrors, and suicide appearing as having been caused by the game in various versions of the legend. Some players stopped playing video games, while it is reported that one became an anti-gaming activist.
You've heard some of the crazy things the US soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan have been finding, right? Stuff from the palaces, in old caves, and in bunkers. Things like golden swords, big honkin' vases, expensive jewelry, thousand year old lamps and whatnot.
They found something big, just recently.
Some marines were poking around in an old cave, and they found a chest. In it was a collection of remarkably preserved scrolls written on what seemed to be flesh.
Who here is familiar with the works of Abdul Alhazred?
Yep. They found a genuine first edition copy of his number-one best seller, al-Azif.
You might know it better as the Necronomicon.
There's a mailbox somewhere in the city which can solve your most dire problems.
Which city? That depends on who you ask. There may even be more than one, who knows? Anyway, this mailbox isn't emptied anymore - the mail service has completely forgotten about it. But it clings on. It islolated in some relatively unlikely place, so you won't spot it immediately. Mail you put inside it won't go anywhere.
But the box is special. Write a letter about your most pressing problem to the persons in charge of dealing with it: write to your significant other, your boss, the IRS, and get it all off your chest. Write yourself into deep s**t with that letter. You'll see that the problem will dissolve soon, in some way you hadn't thought likely.
The snag, of course, is that you can't really be sure whether you have found the right mailbox until you try it. And if you haven't, things are going to get much worse once your letter gets delivered...
Chillicothe, Ohio's historic Majestic Theater is mainly used for mantinee showings of movies and the occasional production by a local thespian troupe.
During the American Civil War, an outbreak of influenza forced the conversion of several buildings into makeshift hospitals as hundreds of soldiers fell ill.
The Majestic Theater was the largest of these hospitals. Hundreds of soldiers and civilians were packed for treatment on all three floors of the building. Because of the inadequate medical knowledge at the time, thousands of people still died of the flu yearly, and this outbreak was one of the most severe global pandemics in history. Over one thousand people died in the Majestic in short order.
To this day there are stains on the wood and plaster that, no matter how many times they are scrubbed way or painted over, always seem to return within a few days.
No one uses the second storage basement anymore, despite a number of props and costumes being left down there. The door over the stairs leading to the second basement haven't been opened in decades.
The only projectionist who shows evening matinees is a lonely, nervous man whom everyone avoids. He's the only employee who has worked more than six months at the theatre. He supposedly manages all the finances because the owner never spends more than five minutes at the theatre when she (rarely) visits.
If you go into the building at night, alone, after closing hours, you can hear coughs, wheezes, moans and other noises of human suffering all throughout the building. Sometimes you see movement out of the corner of your eye, or hear footsteps walking down the hall in front of you when you know you're alone.
Most people beat a hasty retreat at these unexplainable phenomena, but those who were brave (foolish) enough to stay never talk about what they experienced, and they always have a horrible case of the flu that leaves them weakened for the rest of their life.
All mirrors are actually windows to another world.
This world cannot be reached, and shouldn't be reached, as all our mirror-selves are extremely malicious.
Try watching the edge of the mirror after sneaking into a room.
If you're good enough, you can see your reflection, pressing against the glass.
A degenerated VHS dub was discovered in the University Library containing five minutes of inexplicable amatuer footage.
In one continuous shot, the camera momentarily focuses on a doorway on the north wall of a living room before the operator climbs outside of the house through a window to show the exterior white clapboard. The camera then moves inside the house through a second window completely circling the doorway and so proving, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that insulation or siding is the only possible thing this doorway could lead to. A hand appears in the frame and pulls open the door, revealing a narrow black hallway at least ten feet long. The camera begins to move closer, threatening to actually enter it. A voice can be heard, "Don't you dare go in there again, Davy," to which another voice adds, "Yeah, not such a hot idea."
There are seven words in every Gideon's Bible - y'know, the one they stuff in every hotel room - that can't be found in any other bible. Ifyou repeat those seven words to yourself while grasping the doorknob to your room, the door will open to any hotel room in the world. Of course, if you want to control where you're going, you'll need to know the Gideon's Key - one more inserted word, unique to each copy, that acts as an index for each room.
Leon Czolgosz, assassin of William McKinley, the the 25th President of the United States, was electrocuted for his crime on October 29, 1901, at Auburn Prison in Auburn, New York. Among the personal effects found in his cell was a U.S. quarter stamped with the date 2218. The face in profile on said quarter was not George Washington, but rather a face which has yet to be identified.
For a brief period in 1971, a New Jersey based company sold novelty "X-ray" glasses through the mail via advertisements in the Marvel line of comic books. People who viewed their televisions while wearing these glasses reported seeing images that were "hellish" or "like hell". It should be noted that this phenomena occured whether the televisions in question were turned on or not. The company quickly went out of business and investigations reveal that the company's address leads to a graveyard founded over 150 years before 1971.
There exists a small circle of trees somewhere in the Rocky Mountains, completely unremarkable from the outside, but just inside no sun or star ever shines. Rumor has it that anyone that can spend three pitch black days and nights within the grove without going mad will be greeted with the queer sight of the sun rising in the west on the beginning of the forth day, filling the grove with radiant light. One wish may be made before this sun, and it shall be fulfilled. However, once that person makes the wish, the world outside the grove shall forever be as dark for them as it had been inside for those three days.
In 1965, CIA gangster police beat me bloody, dragged me in chains from
Kennedy New York airport. Since then I hide in forced jobless poverty
isolated, alone in this ... house. The brazen deadly gangster police
spray me with poison nerve gas from automobile exhausts and even lawn
mowers. Deadly assaults even in my yard, with knives; even bricks and
stones; even deadly touch "tavid" or electric shock flashlights; even
remote electronically-controlled, around corners trajection of deadly
touch tarrantula spiders, or even bloody murder accidents---to shut me
up forever with a sneak undetectable extermination, even with trained
parrotting puppet assasins in maximum security insanity prison---for
writing these unforgivable TRUTHS.
Until my undetectible extermination, I, Francis E. Dec, Esq., 29 Maple
Avenue, Hampsted, NY, I stand alone against your mad, deadly,
world-wide conspiratorial gangster computer god Communism, with
wall-to-wall deadly gangster protection.
The Requiem by W.A. Mozart was based on his last revelation after a lifetime of analysis. However, it was left unfinished and completed by his pupil Sussmayr.
The autograph of the Requiem was placed on display at the World's Fair in 1958 in Brussels. At some point during the fair, someone was able to gain access to the manuscript, tearing off the bottom right-hand corner of the second last page (folio 99r/45r), containing the words "Quam olim d: C:" (an instruction that the "Quam olim" fugue of the Domine Jesu was to be repeated "da capo", at the end of the Hostias). To this day the perpetrator has not been identified and the fragment has not been recovered.
If the most common authorship theory is true, then "Quam olim d: C:" might very well be the last words Mozart wrote before he died.
There's a movie theater in downtown Phoenix, Arizona that only plays movies from 1987. If you pay for 3 tickets and buy a large popcorn, they will play a film that shows you your future. If you watch the entire film completely, you will have sleeping problems for the rest of your life.
The saying "Son of a Gun" is not, in fact, a way of explaining away women that become pregnant while on ships, nor is it a reference to a man's testicle being shot, and the bullet impregnating a woman. Son of a gun refers to a man who is the great-great-great-great-great-grandchild of a crack shot, sniper, or someone who killed more than thirty people with a single firearm. The child's parent, the "gun" as it were, will then be killed by that child with the same firearm. The saying is such an evil insult to a true Son of a Gun that they spread it widely and invented seemingly worse insults so that nobody would ever actually use the term seriously.
They say that if you create a balloon animal, submerge it in thick smoke, then pop it, you can briefly see the ghostly figure of the actual animal escape, look around, and then prance into nothingness.
Next time you're driving on a freeway, look out both sides of your car twice.
The first time, count the number of cars you see on the road.
The second time, count the number of drivers you see on the road.
There is a line made of 9 people in Atlantic City. This line leads directly to a derelict building. The line never moves. Every time someone leaves, another person joins the line. If you try to cut in this line, a football will collide with your head a second later, causing you severe head trauma. Nobody will remember where this football came from.
If you kill a person at midwinter, and then bathe in its blood two days later you will live as long as the other person would have lived if you hadn't killed him. This only works for people of your own gender, though. Bathing in the blood of another gender will kill you, and bring the person you killed back to life for as long as you would have lived.
The Antarctic ice only reaches some 800 km inland. After that is a slowly rising plain of volcanic gravel swept by gravity-driven winds from the hub of the conical continent, on top of which is the true South Pole.
No satellite images exist of the ice-free inland. The pics you see are either stretched from existing photos (such as the one in Google Earth) or photoshopped.
A man in Wyoming was sentenced to life in prison for unknown reasons. He died 5 days after being incarcerated. When they searched his cell, they found that his toilet flushed the opposite direction.
In a cave, somewhere, is a severed mummified head.
If you remove your own head and replace it with the severed mummified one, you will be imbued with immeasurable arcane power.
The trick is getting your head off and replacing it without dying.
Sometime in the spring of 1989, fourteen elite Reaganite businessmen met in a nondescript pub not far outside Buffalo. What was discussed is unknown to this very day. If you ask the bartender about the incident, he will say nothing until you leave. Ask him about the lighting though, and he'll tell you how none of the thirteen bulbs in the building have ever gone off, even when the power was out. He will not blink during this tale, and if you stare into his eyes, you may catch the image of a sharply dressed businessman with a disarming grin.
Somewhere in the Pacific ocean is an island, surrounded by a swamp filled with the carcasses of fish and other, less recognizable things poking out of the mud. The mire extends as far as you can see. Every so often, the mud will dry enough under that you can walk on it; about a days travel from shore is a large mound, at the top of which is an immense canyon, the bottom of which cannot be seen, although if the moon is large enough you will be able to see the slope of the canyon, and eventually the bottom, which is covered by a strange body of water. Rising from the water is monolith, which is covered in bass-reliefs.
There's a car wash somewhere in Iowa that, if you order the special wash of the day and leave a $2 bill as a tip, will remove all minor dents, dings and scratches from your car. The bill has to have a prime serial number.
On the night of your birthday, any birthday, go downtown to the worst part of town. Walk to the bus stop, and wait a few mintues. A bus will apper, and the doors will swing open. Walk on and pay the bus fare and take a seat. Then ride the bus, don't get off. Then you'll see younger versions of yourself start getting on the bus everytime it stops.
Finally, when all versions of yourself are on the bus (ex. Your 39, 38 versions), the bus will stop once more. The driver will then yell last stop, and all of you will exit the bus in front of a house. Walk in the front door and you'll be greeted by future versions of yourself. You can only talk to one about what happens, and they can only talk about what happened to themself on their year.
After speaking with one, you must leave the house. Do not talk to anyone else. If you do, your future will be destroyed, and those versions you saw will be murdered.
A vending machine somewhere in Benton County, Arkansas will give you water for the bottom two soda's avalible, but only on Sunday.
There is a book that has only been spoken of in terrified whispers behind closed and locked doors. It is said that only seven people have ever seen this book over the course of all of human history and only four have oened it.
Only one man has ever read it.
The book...isn't really a book at all, but a machine. The binding opens and locks, with a grate in the center where the ages can slide through. When the book is opened, and the pages lie flat, they can be shifted into different positions. Each page is made of metal, the words embossed on it. On each edge of the page is a specially cu design; no two designs are the same. It is said that one must find the proper arrangement of each of the five hundred and thiry six pages and go to the "Rock of Chaos" Where time is the only constant. It is a place of madness where lightning moves from all directions and the sky itself burns with an insane blue fire. The Rock is the face of an immense cliff, the bottom of which can never be seen by mortal eyes lest they go blind and mad. Somewhere on the face of the rock there is a single hole, an opening just the right size for the book. Properly aligned, the book must be brought to this "keyhole" at the exact moment specfied by the stars and spoken of within the book. One places the book in the hole at the exact moment, and unlocks the Chaos Chain. This is a chain of pure ether, which runs from our world deep into that of the Void, and there, at the Throne of Darkness, the Chain binds that dark soul who rules the Void and would wreak apocalypse on us all: Unenon, the Blind Angel of Darkness.
What the book says...well, only one man ever read it, and it is said that he locked himself in his room for thirty days before emerging, tome in hand, and swore to take the book to the ends of the earth before he died.
He has never been seen or heard from since.
An unpopular young med. student had been particularly annoying one day and some of her classmates decided to play a trick on her. They snuck into her room after she'd gone to bed and placed an amputated arm into bed with her. The next morning they anxiously awaited her reaction but got none. Eventually they went up to check on her and found her sitting on the bed, moaning and gurgling as she gnawed on the arm.
A man and wife were driving late one night when they were flagged down by a woman that appeared to be hurt. She claimed she'd been in an accident and her baby was alive but trapped in the car. The man told her to wait with his wife and he'd see what he could do. He got to the car and found a couple obviously dead in the front seat but a baby crying in a carseat. He cut the baby loose and returned to his own car. When he got there his wife was alone, he asked her where the woman had went and she replied that she'd followed him to the wreck. He left the baby with his wife and went back to the car to find her. When he got there he realized the woman who'd been instantly killed in the front seat had been the one who'd flagged him down.
A group of young girls were having a slumber party one night and began to exchange ghost stories. One girl claimed that the old man who had been buried earlier that week in the graveyard down the street had been buried alive. She claimed that if you tried you could hear him scratching at the lid of his coffin still. The other girls called her bluff and told her she was afraid to go there tonight. She eventually accepted their challenge and took a stake with her to drive in the ground to prove she'd been there. She headed off to the gravesite right away and never returned, the others assumed she had "chickened out" and went home ashamed. The next morning as they passed the graveyard they saw her there at the old man's grave. She had accidentally staked her nightshirt to the ground and died of fright.
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A young lady driving alone down the highway one night say a large gray-haired woman slowly walking along the side of the road. She pulled over and offered the old woman a ride. As they rode along, the women made small-talk. As the old lady offered her a stick of gum, she noticed the old woman's hands were very wide and the knuckles were badly scarred, she also saw how incredibly hairy the woman's arm was. Realizing her mistake, she swerved and said she thought she'd hit something, then she stopped and asked the old lady if she'd take a look. When the old lady was behind the car, the girl sped off. The young girl immediately felt guilty realizing that she had probably just been an old woman, and in her nervousness she had behaved very badly. She felt even worse when she notice the old woman's purse sitting in the floor of the passenger side. Realizing she couldn't just go on with it, she lifted it from the floor and saw that inside it was filled with wallets, watches and jewelry and a large bloody hunting knife.
A young man and his new bride were honeymooning in Paris when his wife went into a restroom and didn't return. With time the man began to fear the worst and went to the police. The police thought it was most likely the girl simply had second thoughts about the marriage, but they checked it out anyway and found no evidence of foul play. As weeks turned into months the man finally gave up on finding his beautiful wife but his life fell into a shambles he was so filled with grief. Unable to hold a job or go on with his life, he took to wandering the world looking for anything that might ease his pain. Years later in Borneo he came upon a freakshow in an old shabby building, he went in on a whim. In the last filthy cage he saw a twisted, scarred and mutilated woman rocking back and forth and groaning strange animal-like noises. He screamed as he recognized the birthmark on his wife's face.
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A teenage baby-sitter put the kids she was watching to sleep in their beds and went back downstairs. The late night news was on the TV -- the reporter said a psychopath from a local mental institution was on the loose and that police thought he might be in the area. He cautioned residents to lock their doors and windows because this guy was very, very dangerous. Well, the teenager checked the locks on the windows and the doors, but she forgot the door on the cellar bulkhead. Needless to say, the psychopath broke in about an hour later, coming up from the cellar, armed with an ax. The children heard some noises downstairs, but thought it was the baby-sitter moving some furniture around. Then it got real quiet. All they heard for the remainder of the night was this noise: "Thump! Thump! Dra-aag... Thump! Thump! Dra-aag..." Evidently, they were too afraid to get up to see what it was. In the morning, their parents came home and were horrified to find the babysitter at the top of the stairs, dead with both arms hacked off at the elbows. She'd been climbing the stairs on the bloody stumps of her arms, pulling her badly injured body along. Was she trying to check on the children? Was she trying to get help? Or in the madness of her tortured soul, was she planning to kill the children herself? No one knows for sure.
A very stressed out business man was walking down the street when he started to hear a noise. It sounded like a riot so he thought about turning around until he heard exactly what was being shouted. "29,29,29,29..." He slowly walked down the street towards the noise until the roaring of the voices seemed to be right next to him.
He stopped and turned towards a concrete wall. He noticed a hole in the huge wall, but as hard as he tried he could not look over it and instead curiosity got the best of him. He stuck his eye on the hole to see how many people was on the other side of the wall and why they were shouting numbers.
Suddenly a knife stuck the man right in the eye and tore it out of its socket. In pain and scared, the man ran off as he heard the people start yelling "30,30,30,30..."
A woman had just finished grocery-shopping when a group of homeless children offered to help her to her car. After loading her groceries one of the children asked the woman for a tip, grateful she obliged. As she was about to drive off a man ran up to her and told her to go directly to the police station, one of the children had locked himself in the trunk of the car to ambush her later with a knife.
Some criminals will kill their victims and then clean them up. Second, the killer will put the victim in the car and put sunglasses on them and then cover the body with a blanket to make it look like the "passenger" is sleeping. Finally, the criminal will flee to the Mexican border and claim their "passengers" are sleeping. After getting into Mexico, the criminal will ditch the body and find another victim back in the United States. This process will continue until the criminal is caught.
A young woman was driving to church one day. She was running a bit late, so she tried to hurry. Going about five miles over the speed limit she had to really be cautious. Coming around a sharp turn she almost wrecked. She started praying to get to the service on time. Suddenly she hit a bump in the road. Trying to regain control over the car she quickly jerked the steering wheel. The car over-corrected and slammed into a tree, killing her instantly. When police arrived to investigate and examine the body, they discovered a plastic Jesus ornament inbedded into the woman's chest.
A drug addict was in desperate need for some drugs. He was willing to do anything, including break into an old lady's house. He knew that the old lady's son was getting some cocaine across the border and selling it in the U.S. That night the drug addict started to go towards the house with a brick, and planned on smashing out a window. To his amazement, the door was unlocked. He just walked right in and in no time, found what he thought was the cocaine. The next morning, the son came home to find his mother's cremation urn opened and the drug addict passed out on the floor, with dusty remains on his shirt and face.
A mechanic was fixing up a vehicle. He was almost finished when he noticed he hadn't connected the exhaust pipe to the engine. He decided he would weld it together quickly, not having time to put on his face shield. After a couple of minutes he noticed his vision was getting blurry, but he was too busy to worry about it. After a few more minutes his eyes started to burn and he realized that he forgot to take out his contacts. He tried to force the contacts out, but the contacts had fused with his eyes because of the extreme heat. He tried one last time to free his eyes of the contacts, but instead freed his eyes from his head.
A man was inspecting the freezer, after an hour he was finally finished but when he was trying to open the door he found himself locked in the freezer. He was certain he would die and he decides to write about his final moments. His letters end with him saying he cannot write these letters anymore because his fingers are starting to freeze. The next day, an empolyee of the restaurant opened the freezer door and finds the man dead. Not only did they find the letters but they discover that the freezer's temperature never dropped below 45 degrees. The man died from going insane.
A girl was home alone one night during a snowstorm. She was watching t.v. when she noticed something. Through the reflection of the t.v., she could see a man staring at her through the window. Horrified, she ran screaming into the bathroom and called the cops. During the police investigation, the cops found something odd. There were no footprints in the snow by the window where she saw the man. However, there were wet footprints behind the couch. The man wasn't looking through the window after all. She saw the reflection of a man standing right behind her.
A teenager was babysitting her next door neighbour's children. She'd finally got them to bed and decided to watch television. She knew that there was a good film on, so she rang the parents to ask them if she could watch the Sky TV. The parents have it in their room because they don't want their children watching too much TV.
The parents said that it was fine, so the teenager went upstairs into the parents' room. After a few minutes the teenager rang the parents again. This time it was to ask them if she could move the clown doll outside because she was scared of them.
The parents told her to get the children, get out of the house and call the police. They didn't have a clown doll.
It turned out the clown doll was a lunatic that had escaped.
In the mountains of British Colombia, Canada, there is a tree with an iron stump. If you dig beaneath this stump, you will find the Boîte Diabolique, which houses the 19 forbidden notes on the musical scale, assuming that it has not already been dug up.
The Bloop is the name given to an ultra-low frequency underwater sound detected by the U.S. National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration several times during the summer of 1997. The source of the sound remains unknown.
The sound, traced to somewhere around 50° S 100° W (South American southwest coast), was detected repeatedly by the Equatorial Pacific Ocean autonomous hydrophone array, which uses U.S. Navy equipment originally designed to detect Soviet submarines. According to the NOAA description, it "rises rapidly in frequency over about one minute and was of sufficient amplitude to be heard on multiple sensors, at a range of over 5,000 km." Though it matches the audio profile of a living creature, there is no known animal that could have produced the sound. If it is an animal it would have to be huge — much larger than even a Blue Whale, according to scientists who have studied the phenomenon.
To date there has been no explanation as to what produced the sound. Further efforts to research the sound have been unsuccessful, because it has not been heard since 1997.
Coincidentally, the geographic coordinates of the sound are somewhat close to those given by H.P. Lovecraft for the lost city of R'lyeh.
There are exactly 17 people on this earth fated to kill you. If you somehow manage to avoid these 17 people during your lifetime, you are taken to a place of monumental beauty where you are stripped of all clothing and branded on the space just above your navel with a name. When you are sent back to earth, it's your mission to kill the person branded on you.
Prominently displayed in the children's section of the Houston Downtown Public Library, among several others of the same title, My First Cookbook appears as a run-of-the-mill children's cookbook, complete with large print, simple instructions, colorful, friendly illustrations and a somewhat disproportionate desert section. In fact, the only major deviation from this theme is an article near the end of the book entitled "A Recipe for Success". This is a complex, macabre ritual involving human sacrifice, self mutilation and sacrilege, as well as more curious and innocuous practices such as walking down a stair case with a prime number of stairs taking them two at a time and then up it taking them three at a time. It's written in the same cheerfully simple prose as the rest of the book and accompanied by the same helpful, pastel drawings.
The 666th frame of every Halloween-themed movie, cartoon, or TV special depicts a basement with a corpse moldering in the corner; these frames are often removed from the final film, but one can find them on occasion. If you were to put the frames together, in chronological order of the release of the film it comes from, a short film is revealed. The film depicts the corpse's violent death in reverse. The final frame will be a picture of yourself, sitting before your tv, viewing the final frame of the film.
The ashes of the guitar burned by Jimi Hendrix at the 1967 Monterey Pop Festival were saved by a stage technician and passed along to "The Legion", a sect of the Hell's Angels which practiced ritual magick. The ashes were mixed with blood and clay and formed into a talisman with the rough appearance of a wolf. Possession of the talisman confers upon its hold numerous talents, including telepathy, precognition, enhanced strength, and prodigious sexual prowess. It is legend among cycle clubs and gangs to this day that the world will end when the talisman is broken.
It is said that if you find a dark room, a room that not a single ray of light can reach (preferably a cellar of some sort) you can do this:
First, buy a mirror and paint this mirror BLACK then put it on a chair leaning it on the chair as if it was sitting.. place a lit candle in the space between the mirror and the back of the chair.
Now pull up another chair about two meters in front of said chair and stare into the mirror.
You will stare straight into the kingdom of death.
There are an infinite number of universes parallel to this one, but different. Each of us has a parallel self in all those universes- and if one parallel self dies, they all die, including you.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 10:54 am
Knot-a-lie [NightShade] Knot-a-lie darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ GaaraOroKabutoFanG I have a mirror next to my bed against the wall...but I'm too chicken to try it out...anyways, my eye sight is bad too so lucky for me cool .....sorta emo Heh.,I'm to scared to do it too. darkmagicboi I understand.I'd do it to see if the hair part is true,but only if someone else did it first and lived the next day so I would know nothing bad would happen. *sigh*do you really want to know what happens? Not if it's going to scare me. sweatdrop so you really want someone else to first? and you're really interested in it? I think I'd like to know what happens.
Part of me says nothing - so it'll be okay.
The other part of me says something will happen and they'll come after us all, out of the mirror XD
Or maybe it would free them... No more hell but you will have to fill in their place, ot put someone else who's weight, height, and everything else is equal to you. NOT fun... stare Well, the idea is that they'd be able to shape shift in to whatever, right? They'd be able to change in to you, your room, people you know, etc. yeah, the mirror creatures or w/e are supposedly able to shapeshift. i read on some russian black magic site (copied from books. scary stuff.) that if you make a certain ritual and give the blood of 10 diffrent people (not all, just a drop or something), you can free one mirror creature, but one of the 10 people will have to fill in untill the creature WANTS to come back. and while the creature is out you can ATTEMPT to tame it and make it do your chores or w/e. lol but, of course, there's a catch: you have to learn his language or something. i forgot the site, but i found it once becuase it promised to predict my death date surprised
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:18 pm
Crap, so many people in this guild. surprised
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:29 pm
darknight2433 Crap, so many people in this guild. surprised Indeed,things are getting crowded. Shall I...'remedy' this situation?
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:30 pm
Lady Zelda Dragoness darknight2433 Crap, so many people in this guild. surprised Indeed,things are getting crowded. Shall I...'remedy' this situation?
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:35 pm
darknight2433 Lady Zelda Dragoness darknight2433 Crap, so many people in this guild. surprised Indeed,things are getting crowded. Shall I...'remedy' this situation? No you don't. twisted
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:51 pm
[NightShade] Knot-a-lie [NightShade] Knot-a-lie darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ GaaraOroKabutoFanG I have a mirror next to my bed against the wall...but I'm too chicken to try it out...anyways, my eye sight is bad too so lucky for me cool .....sorta emo Heh.,I'm to scared to do it too. darkmagicboi I understand.I'd do it to see if the hair part is true,but only if someone else did it first and lived the next day so I would know nothing bad would happen. *sigh*do you really want to know what happens? Not if it's going to scare me. sweatdrop so you really want someone else to first? and you're really interested in it? I think I'd like to know what happens.
Part of me says nothing - so it'll be okay.
The other part of me says something will happen and they'll come after us all, out of the mirror XD
Or maybe it would free them... No more hell but you will have to fill in their place, ot put someone else who's weight, height, and everything else is equal to you. NOT fun... stare Well, the idea is that they'd be able to shape shift in to whatever, right? They'd be able to change in to you, your room, people you know, etc. yeah, the mirror creatures or w/e are supposedly able to shapeshift. i read on some russian black magic site (copied from books. scary stuff.) that if you make a certain ritual and give the blood of 10 diffrent people (not all, just a drop or something), you can free one mirror creature, but one of the 10 people will have to fill in untill the creature WANTS to come back. and while the creature is out you can ATTEMPT to tame it and make it do your chores or w/e. lol but, of course, there's a catch: you have to learn his language or something. i forgot the site, but i found it once becuase it promised to predict my death date surprised But it's a hell, remember? No one would want to go back. Especially someone who's been trapped there for so long.
Maybe if we free'd them, they'd be happy and go to heaven, not come out to kill us. Like L e t h 's post says, "Each of us has a parallel self in all those universes- and if one parallel self dies, they all die, including you. " So, if they were free'd, would we die too?
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 2:57 pm
darknight2433 F A B U L O U S darknight2433 little charmer darknight2433 little charmer Ooo I know one! There once was a man from Antuket... I forgot the rest... And I think I got the last owrd wrong... And I don't think it's a horror story... O well close enough! -nods- Uh ha, I rule. 3nodding The original thread (on the gd) has made me prone to looking over my shoulder every 10 minutes through the past hour... biggrin My cat was looking at my vey shadily. =[ I bet he wanted to wait until I wasn't looking, then attack me from behind.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 3:29 pm
Knot-a-lie [NightShade] Knot-a-lie [NightShade] Knot-a-lie darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ darkmagicboi ~R.a.c.h.e.l.~ GaaraOroKabutoFanG I have a mirror next to my bed against the wall...but I'm too chicken to try it out...anyways, my eye sight is bad too so lucky for me cool .....sorta emo Heh.,I'm to scared to do it too. darkmagicboi I understand.I'd do it to see if the hair part is true,but only if someone else did it first and lived the next day so I would know nothing bad would happen. *sigh*do you really want to know what happens? Not if it's going to scare me. sweatdrop so you really want someone else to first? and you're really interested in it? I think I'd like to know what happens.
Part of me says nothing - so it'll be okay.
The other part of me says something will happen and they'll come after us all, out of the mirror XD
Or maybe it would free them... No more hell but you will have to fill in their place, ot put someone else who's weight, height, and everything else is equal to you. NOT fun... stare Well, the idea is that they'd be able to shape shift in to whatever, right? They'd be able to change in to you, your room, people you know, etc. yeah, the mirror creatures or w/e are supposedly able to shapeshift. i read on some russian black magic site (copied from books. scary stuff.) that if you make a certain ritual and give the blood of 10 diffrent people (not all, just a drop or something), you can free one mirror creature, but one of the 10 people will have to fill in untill the creature WANTS to come back. and while the creature is out you can ATTEMPT to tame it and make it do your chores or w/e. lol but, of course, there's a catch: you have to learn his language or something. i forgot the site, but i found it once becuase it promised to predict my death date surprised But it's a hell, remember? No one would want to go back. Especially someone who's been trapped there for so long.
Maybe if we free'd them, they'd be happy and go to heaven, not come out to kill us. Like L e t h 's post says, "Each of us has a parallel self in all those universes- and if one parallel self dies, they all die, including you. " So, if they were free'd, would we die too?
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