…Since, the city have been attributed to heal mental illness after the priest performed several miracles….
…It could be a lost, retired routemaster, or it could be a spectre from a world in which it rides the the planned but unbuilt “Ringway 1.”…
…We started to notice these dancing balls of light in the front yard and grenade like light balls that shoot through the backyard. The first day we saw the lights one flew through my right hand and this intense vibration overwhelmed me and I have since developed the ability to draw very well….
…That night though, I have a dream of being approached by said buck while squatted in a garden. This dream-deer wouldn’t stop slowly getting closer and closer, until the only way I could keep him at arms length was by grabbing hold of one of his antlers. I woke up confused as to why I saw this deer as a threat. Couple of days later Im walking home from school and BAM I see in a bio-swell off of a fairly well trafficked road, a dead buck….
…One night I’m sleeping and suddenly I wake up, middle of the night, it was pitch black… my CPAP machine humming in the background. And next to me lying totally still, I hear this chanting. “Ahuiateteo… help us please- Ahuiateteo… help me please.” My wife was chanting in the dark, she was praying to some unknown god in her sleep. I sit upright and focus so I could try to figure out what she was saying….
In Union Cemetery, in North Smithfield lies the only grave where cause of death is listed as vampirism….
…He was huge (overweight) and old, sitting in a red lawn chair on a red porch that had a red light. There was a red cooler next to him on the porch….
I was outside of the haunted Providence Academy in Vancouver Washington, taking a tour. I was at least 100 feet from the nearest building or sidewalk. It had been raining.
In the middle of the gravel there was a lone, pristinely clean orange. The Interdimensional Produce Wizard strikes again!
A man named Alfred Horne was cutting down a Christmas tree near his home on Berry Road when he saw a small man – if it could be described as a man – staring silently at him from the edge of the woods. It was roughly two feet tall, had elephant-like skin and floppy ears, visible nostrils but no nose, and stumpy extremities with no apparent fingers or toes….
…Remember how I said to be respectful of the locals? Surrounding this area are the indigenous Laguna, some Acoma, and those granted access by the Spanish King via blessing way before this region became a US territory (or state). If you fail to be respectful to land or the people, there are whispers that if you touch/drink/interact with the waters, they will judge your soul and deal with you appropriately. The edges of the cut away cliffs on this Mesa church “bleed” (iron deposits) when the shrine isn’t cared for….