The basement had several unusual handmade-looking tiny rooms. It was fixed up and painted to rent. While living next door we met the new tenants who moved in. The day after moving in, they came to us and asked if we knew about the house. They said it was really creepy….
…If I could describe how I felt after I noticed that there was literally no one behind me, It was a mixture of confused and unnerved. But not scared. I don’t know if that makes any sense, I didn’t dart out of there like a bullet. In fact once I made my turn, I got off my bike and went to investigate….
…I fell asleep, as usual, to the sound of the 11:18 heavy footsteps. I only remember bits and pieces of my dream that took place in a great farmhouse perched upon a ridge bounded by water and distant mountains–the pattern of a Persian rug or shafts of sunlight through an orange tree swaying in the breeze. However, I find that I have been marked with a singular vision that I fear will presage things to come….
…We have always heard and had lights flicker but we recently started using a app called randonautica. Since we have started having the craziest stuff happen. We are constantly watching things be moved and thrown around. Then they like to hide our stuff….
…While three of us were exploring a local fairy village in a wooded park, we decided to try the Randonautica app. We pulled up the app but didn’t really express any ‘intention,’ just that we wanted to find something weird or unusual….
…He looked at me with absolutely no interest, not really looking into my eyes, and nodded his head once. I got chills. I looked about and there was no one anywhere nearby except a couple a few hundred feet off with a baby. So I asked again, “Are you sure? You’re okay? Are you sure?” He gave me a look I can only call contemptuous and, again, barely nodded yes….
…Not half terrifying, tbh. Is it a head??…
…One day my mom took out our dog as usual, looked up and saw a woman peering at her from the window. My mom described the woman as short, skinny, with black hair and boxy bangs. The woman disappeared quickly. My mom checked with the our landlord who lived in the main house to see if she had anyone visiting. No one was. When my mom told me about this incident I froze. The feeling of being watched I had been trying to write off as anxiety for ages. Now my mom was describing a woman that fit the image my mind would always supply me with of whoever stood in the corner of my room….
What to you get when you cross a coyote, wolf, hand drill, and Theremin at 3 am?….
Look up in the trees. They are hard to see but way up high are at least 50 or baby doll heads nailed to the branches. Some hang from trees some are whole baby dolls…..