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Every single person will experience them if they stay up for a long enough time. If you have ever done a stimulant drug then you've probably seen them. After a couple days they just start appearing and you can hear them talk, but you can never make out what they're saying. You could be at your computer and then a chill goes through you, something doesn't feel right and there he is, just standing right next to you, you can see him in the corner of your eye, and he's gone as soon as you look at him.
I thought it was just some strange effect from sleep deprivation, but after you have seen them once or twice then they don't go away. I'm seeing and hearing them every single day now. It feels like I've broken through a barrier and I'm in a place where I'm not supposed to be, some kind of limbo between two worlds.
I never know what they're saying but I hear them talking, I can sense them when I close my eyes, and through the corner of my eyes I can see them moving around every where I go.
ITT: Post that one picture that just scares the living shit out of you every time you see it. There is a better version of this pic but I can't seem to find it. It's higher quality and whatnot but I'm too much of a scaredy cat to go past page 3 on google image results for "Michigan Dogman" Shit's horrifiying. Try to post rare images, also Cryptozoo thread.
ITT: we post our 3spooky5me stories and paranormal ones.
This happened 6 years ago and it still creeps me out:
>be me getting stoned with two friends up at the top of a mountain >bear in mind this mountain used to have a fort at the top and several villages at the half way point >It's kinda more like a really steep hill with a cliff at the top >all of the old villages are really spooky, a lot of old walls and empty buildings dating from 930-960 A.D according to wikipedia >its 2am >completely pitch-black >sitting on some bench nearby an old valley stoned out of our minds >"Oh shit anon I just remembered there is a cult of devil worshippers that live in caves up here. They sacrifice cats and shit, haha" >"You're bullshitting you faggot, the weed is making you paranoid" >"i-i'm serious" >hear a loud noises >sounds like really weird ancestral music >see huge group of people in some valley with torches >they're wearing robes >ohboyherewego >friends sprints down the hill as fast as he can >be me sitting with pipe, weed and blasting music over the place >try and pack everything as fast as I can whilst my friends abandon me in the darkness >shittingbricks.avi.mov.jpg.wav >finally get everything packed into my bag >sit in awe not understanding what the fuck is going on because i'm high as fuck >the weed made me too chill so i'm not as frightened as my friends >try and find the path my friends went down >can't see shit
Let me start by saying that I've been a skeptic for as long as I can remember, I've been an avowed atheist (albeit I keep to myself) and I have generally always looked for a logical solution for every situation.
Now for a short back story: For the past 12 years I've lived in the same house. Never have I really "felt" anything, or noticed anything out of the ordinary. However about 2 months ago that started to change. Now I should mention that I live alone, in a pretty average house out in the woods of southeastern Pennsylvania (great area, can go plinking off my back porch, work close, etc) My house isn't very old, dating back to probably around the 50s. As I was saying about 2 months ago, things started to get a little strange. It started out as stuff that I would attribute to forgetfulness/brainfarts/etc. First it was little stuff, papers started to go missing, only to turn back up where they should have been the day before. I would seem to misplace my keys more (I'm a very routine-based person) so this seemed really strange to me. I started to attribute it to stress from work, and tried to relax more, but that really didn't seem to do anything.
Nic and the demon struggled inside the building for awhile, probably 15 minutes. I could hear things being slammed into the walls, grunts and furniture being knocked to the floor. Flashes of light continued to erupt through the walls and out the windows. Every time the energy flashed from Nic's hands, the demon would shriek in frustration but continue the battle with Nic.
Finally the building grew silent and the fight stopped. I could hear heavy breathing coming from Saint Vincent's and didn't know who it belonged too. I approached the door where Nic had poured the salt and peered in to two two dark figures standing there. I shined my flashlight into the darkness of the Home to see Nic standing there with Andras, the demon's hands were tied together and he was being led by Nic towards us. Both of them were battered and broken, bleeding from multiple gashes and wounds.
Nic stepped over the line of salt and most of his cuts and bruises instantly healed. Andras saw this and began to struggle, pulling at his binds and attemepting to flee. The Owl creature was an amazing size; an owl's head sat atop a very muscular body. It's hands ended in great talons and so did it's feet. Nic continued to yank the demon's leash closer and closer to the salt. Finally Nic had the strength to give it a final tug which sent Andras tumbling over the line of salt, his body immediately disintergrating.
Ok I just had this happened to me about 20 minutes ago. I'm going to tell you the back story about the house I live in with my wife and 3 year old daughter.
Back story: I live in a one story home it was built in 1954 and it has 3 rooms. I have my own man cave and ever since I did some housework on a few things i have been experenceing some unexplainable things. One being the covers being ripped off me and my mattress pushed with me on it (I think i was just dreaming). A old man standing over my wife and then he looks at me and tell me to go back to sleep and I did (also dreaming i think). Then I always have a feeling someone is watching me when I'm playing vidya on my PC or watching TV in my man cave.
