Snook - Disturbing Reddit Communities

Episode Date: January 28, 2026

Reddit harbors some of the internet's most disturbing communities. From a group that is convinced the government is stalking them, to people who think there are strings in their skin. These are some Disturbing Reddit Communities. Viewer discretion is advised. This video contains disturbing material and may not be suitable for all audiences. Join the Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/SnookYT Follow me on instagram and Spotify!If your story or post was included in today's video and you wish for it to be taken down, please reach out to this email. [e-mail] And yes, I'm a human voice.NEXT SUB GOAL - 1,000,000 subscribers! So make sure to subscribe! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Reddit is built on communities, millions of them, places where people gather around hobbies, advice, jokes, and shared experiences. But not all communities are harmless. Some are strange, some are disturbing, and if you feel like you're watching something, you shouldn't be watching at all. From a paranoid community convinced the government is watching them to a subreddit filled with people that claim to see strange things in their skin. These are some disturbing Reddit communities. Make sure to like the video and subscribe to the channel and let's get into it. R slash Morgelins. Almost every disturbing subreddit has a signature image.

For R slash Morgelans, it's the fibers. And yeah, literally fibers, tiny thread like strands coming out of people's skin, Red, blue, black, completely unexplainable. Some say they itch. Some say they burn. Some say they feel like they're moving in their skin. It's the feeling of something being there, something that shouldn't be, and no matter what they do, they can't get rid of it.

They can see them, and they can feel them. But the moment they go to a doctor or try to take a photo, They're gone. If you open up the subreddit, you can see hundreds of posts of users speaking with confidence, investigating like doctors as they measure, catalog, and compare. Some claim the fibers move. Others say they react to heat, light, or chemicals. A few even say that they saw them moving with their own eyes.

And what makes it even more unsettling is how, normal their writing feels. They aren't chaotic rants you would expect from someone going through extreme psychological distress. They're calm, methodical. A user might describe himself spending hours extracting fibers with tweezers, only to do it again the next day, and the sensation never stops. Another user talks about losing their whole life to something no one else can see or feel. R. slash Morgelons is a record of a very real illness of stranger's suffering and a place of suffering shared.

But abstract descriptions only go so far. To really understand, you have to dive into one of the most popular posts on the subreddit. This is the experience of U.S.S. Severe Wolverine 8622. In their own words, a personal letter to my family. doctors, the CDC, and the world. Let's get into the post. The user reads, let me make one thing very clear. After nine long years of being laughed at, talked about, dismissed, misdiagnosed, and labeled crazy, after being abandoned by my friends, my doctors, and even my own family,

I am no longer just fighting symptoms. I am now fighting for my life. I recently found out about Lyme carditis, an infection that can affect the heart. It causes fluid buildup around the heart, and suddenly, everything started making sense. That's what's happening to me now, and it makes me wonder how many others have died from this, completely unaware? How many deaths have been labeled as heart failure, mental illness, or Odeen, when the root cause was a hidden infection, one that medical professionals ignored or didn't even bother to look for. It's disturbing. And I need to know.

If I die from this, I know exactly what they'll blame it on. And it won't be the truth. That's why I'm speaking up now because I've been watching my body fail me. And still, I'm being dismissed like I don't matter. Like we don't matter. I don't know why the CDC refuses to take this seriously. Why are so many of us being brushed off as mentally ill or drug addicts? Sometimes, it feels like they just want us to.

disappear but we won't i am convinced this illness is not just being spread by ticks there are tiny flies the kind you can barely see that people call by a dozen names noceums sandflies biting midges fruit flies mold flies but they're all just different names for the same tiny biting insect and i believe they are carrying lime morgallens and co-infections to more people than we realize. I believe they are infecting not just humans, but animals too. I have lost two of my dogs to this, and my current dogs are also sick. If your dog starts walking in circles, staring at walls like they're in a trance, or acting like they're seeing something you can't, I'm begging you, don't dismiss it, they're being infected too. We are living in a world where even the meat we eat and the milk we drink could be coming from infected livestock. We are all at risk, every one of us.

Now, I want to talk to my family, to my children. Do you think I ever wanted to live this way? Do you think the social, confident, loving woman you knew would just become this isolated, exhausted, low self-esteem shell for no reason. Me either. But I woke up one day and I lost everything. Not because I went crazy. Not because I gave up.

Because I got sick. because I was bitten and my life changed forever. Can someone really go to bed sane one night and wake up mentally ill the next morning? That sounds ridiculous and you know it. You were all younger when it started, but you were old enough to know better. And then the O.P mentions a name saying, you especially, you knew the truth. You would sneak and call me.

You defended me. You told me you loved me and that you knew they were wrong about me. But over the years, you forgot me. You let people convince you that I was someone I'm not. That broke me, but I don't blame you. I just wish you all knew me better, like I always thought you did. You're grown up now. Wiser, I hope.

So why won't you stop being so one-sided? Why won't you slow down and open your heart back up? Why do you all look down on me like I'm just some annoying, desperate woman? I wasn't always like this. I used to be the mother who cooked for you, cheered for you, spoiled you with gills. gifts, protected you, loved you, and now I'm begging just to be believed. Maybe I've been dramatic. Maybe I repeat myself too much. But did it ever occur to you that maybe I'm just trying to be heard? That I'm desperate because I still love you and I need you more than ever? You don't know what

it's like to be left alone with a body that's failing, to be laughed at behind your back, while your heart struggles to beat and your lungs gasp for breath. I've lost my hair, my skin, has sores and scars. I've watched my body change into something I don't even recognize. I've lost my home, my income, my relationships, and almost all of my hope. And yet I'm still here, still trying, still fighting for you, still loving you. But the scariest part is, this time feels different. I can feel my body giving up. The signals are there, my organs are struggling, I can't breathe. and this time I have no one. No one to call.

No one to hold my hand. No one to tell me it's okay. And I've made peace with my death because it's a part of life. But what hurts most is knowing that I might die still being misunderstood by the people I love the most. That is the cruelest part of all. Now for anyone listening, if you've ever called someone delusional for talking about lime, morgallens, or co-infections, you better start to start. paying attention. There are millions of people suffering, and we are growing in number every

single year. More than 476,000 new cases of Lyme disease are estimated annually in the U.S. Some studies suggest over 1 million people may suffer from morgallens, the most go to undiagnosed or misdiagnosed. That's more than breast cancer, more than the flu in some years. If If Morgellons were truly a mental disease, then explain why the number of people with nearly identical symptoms is spiking globally. The truth is we don't have a mental illness epidemic, we have a vector-born epidemic, and doctors are too under-trained or too biased to see what's in front of them. If ticks were the only cause, we'd need entire armies of ticks to explain how fast this is spreading. It doesn't add up unless you accept the truth. It's being spread by other vectors too.

The bacteria behind Lyme and Morgelons, and then the opi list three sort of bacterias. I'm not even going to try to pronounce them. And then they say, don't just cause rations or joint pain. They invade your organs, including your brain and heart. They cause hallucinations,

neurological decline, cardiac symptoms, hair loss, skin lesions, immune collapse. These aren't rare symptoms, they're patterns. Patterns shared by hundreds of thousands, if not millions of people across Reddit, YouTube, forums, and survivor groups.

So if you think your loved one is crazy, maybe the crazy thing is how willfully ignorant you've been. Take one moment out of your busy day and look it up. Watch a YouTube testimony. Read a Reddit thread. Research what people are saying about Morgelons and Lyme. You'll see our stories are the same. Our pain is real.

are deaths, silent. Stories like these are real. The people who write these are not playing a role or chasing attention. The pain and the fear, the constant conviction that something is wrong with their body is not invented. Whatever Morgelands ultimately is, the suffering described in these posts seems genuine. So what does science say? Morgellins is not well understood, but generally, doctors believe that is a form of delusional parasitosis, a mental disorder in which individuals truly think that they are being infested with parasites,

insects, or other foreign objects when in reality there is nothing. The main evidence for the theory that there is actually something growing in their skin is a set of papers that describe findings of keratin and collars. collagen proteins that make up most of your body like your bones and muscles in skin samples and a small group of patients However, most of these papers came from a single group of investigators Furthermore, the CDC conducted much bigger studies and they found out that it was mostly just cellulose that came from cotton colloes and there was no evidence of infection The very first case was recorded in 2001 by a woman named Mary Litao

Her two-year-old son had sores and started complaining of bugs, so La Tao examined them with a tiny microscope and found red, blue, black, and white fibers growing out of his skin. She took him to eight different doctors. None of them could find anything wrong. Even Fred Heldrich, a pediatrician who solved mystery cases, found nothing wrong and instead suggested that Mary herself get a psychiatric. evaluation and support. Another specialist thought that she had mucasins by proxy, a syndrome where a parent pretends a child is sick or even makes their child sick to get attention from doctors. Several others shared this opinion as well. According to her, she grew accustomed to being doubted by her doctors and her son still suffered from growing sores. A year later, she founded

the Morgelands Research Foundation to raise awareness and funding for research into a poorly understood illness, which can be disfiguring and disabling, according to her. Since then, there have been many studies on this, and no results. The absence of scientific proof doesn't mean nothing is happening to them. While there's no evidence, no clear treatment, and mostly dismissed by doctors, people don't stop suffering. They look elsewhere for answers and R-slash-moregallens,

exists in that gap, a sort of support group for a mysterious illness, whether mental or physical. Until there's a better explanation, these disturbing posts will continue to be posted as people look for desperate measures. And I mean, I first came across this and was just blown away. I'm like, people are finding fibers in their skins, like literally fibers. And yes, I mean, this is, people are not alone on this. There's a ton of people finding fibers in their skin. It is definitely a very weird rabbit hole to go down. R-slash targeted energy weapons.

If you watch my video on gangstocking, this subreddit, the people, and its stories will sound very, very familiar. After exploring the anguish and pain that fills R-slash-Morgelans, some of you might think that we've reached the edge of the disceries. disturbing fringe world. But for many Redditors, that was only the beginning. There is another community that picks up where Mergallens left, but this time with a clear certainty, the people here are definitely off the rocker. Welcome to R-slash targeted energy weapons. And that name is just wild as is. It's a hub for people who think electromagnetic waves, microwave beams, and other forms of directed energy, also known as light, are being harnessed against them. Posts often treat these outlandish claims as being entirely factual,

linking back to past discussions of military technology and claiming stalking and harassment through invisible weapons. Members exchanged theories about how the government could attack them, and more importantly, how they can protect themselves. To be fair, directed energy weapons do exist in military research, but their documented applications are so dramatically different from the scenarios described on this subreddit that it might make you think they're joking. Instead, open the comments to find the Redditors are entirely serious.

Buried beneath all of the technical language and references to the military are posts that make a huge leap from ordinary, sensations to proof of an invisible personalized attack. Direct energy weapons, by the way, the real ones, are extremely expensive to use. And this post assumes that such technology is being deployed casually, constantly, and with perfect position against this one Redditor. This is the story of user Tired Old Man 67. The title of the post reads, as follows. My history with being attacked by energy weapons. And the post reads as follows, saying, I'm new to Reddit, so I'm just starting to post. My history is, the stalking started in 1993.

The directed energy attacks started in 1997. The main purpose of using the directed energy attacks was to force sleep deprivation. They would blast my apartment and I was getting maybe three to four hours asleep at night. It destroyed my career. I was a computer programmer at the time. I was forced to move several times, but they would always show up and start the attacks again. And then he mentions the name, saying, was very active back then in victim support. I contacted her and joined her group, Citizens Against Human Rights Abuse, which she later named Mind Justice. We even held a rally in Sacramento, California at the Capitol Building. About 20 people showed up, but nothing helped stop the attacks.

My contact for her no longer work. Does anyone know if she is okay? For context, the lady is the founder of Mind Justice, a non-profit organization supposedly focused on preventing non-consensual testing of new weapons that target the mind and nervous system. Since I was getting attacked in my apartment, I moved into, I became homeless in 2001 and lived in my pickup.

I stayed mostly at the state campgrounds, in places that allowed overnight parking. Kinko's was great for that, and gas was affordable back then. I got low-paying jobs to try and pay the bills. I finally tried renting a room in a house. I looked down and found a room in a house owned by a very nice older lady

and was able to live there 18 years before she passed away from old age. I did not have any directed energy attacks during that time. I was still working low-paying jobs, but because my expenses were so low, I was able to save money over time and was able to buy a house, a fixer-upper for sure. I've lived here for a year and a half of that problem until February of this year, when the attack started again. So after a 20-year break, they are attacking me again, and they are trying very hard to kill me.

The attack started right away after I had been to the hospital to have my heart tested. I was having chest pains and the doctor noticed a problem in my checkup, so he had an ultrasound done on my heart. The problem was not worth having an operation for. Then the directed energy attack started again, forcing sleep deprivation and a lot of stress, loud ringing in my ears, non-stop voice transmissions, vibrating legs and feet day and night. They transmit audio into my house giving orders that I should commit S-word. They also transmit that I have to sell my house and move to a new city of their choice in order to stop the attacks. I know they won't stop.

They also demand that I pray for forgiveness. The group attacking me is very religious, or at least pretending to be very religious. I am an atheist. This was also the case with the group attacking me back in 1997 to 2001. They presented a very religious front, so now I'm back in the same sinking boat. After 20 years of no attacks, they are here again. At least they can't cause me to lose my job since I'm retired. I am old and out of shape, and the stress from this is pretty bad.

There isn't any doubt that they are trying to kill me, especially using sleep deprivation on someone with a heart problem. What they really want is for me to commit S-word. That way, they get away with what is basically murder. I've already tried going to the police and the FBI. It's a complete waste of time. They write you off as a nutcase. 5150.

So what's the point of posting this? At least I can get my story out there. These people think they can get away with murder. And they have been. And they don't like what they are doing being reported. So at least this is something. Before immediately dismissing their anecdote, you should know that yes. There are actually real world examples of them.

Of course, the U.S. is at the forefront. The Department of Defense has been investing heavily into high. high-energy laser weapons, which aim to defeat threats like drones and missiles by focusing concentrated electromagnetic energy at them. For example, Helios, high-energy laser with integrated optical dazzler and surveillance, using a 60KW high-energy laser developed by Lockheed Martin that obliterates targets by melting them out of the sky. Israel was actually one of the first to deploy such weapon, a 100-kilawatt high-power laser system

called iron beam that is used in real world operations. Still, these weapons require massive power sources, sophisticated optics and a whole military team behind them, so it is probably safe to say that it would not be used against random civilians, however important they think they are. Furthermore, they are far from invisible, shooting incredibly powerful laser beams, so you could definitely tell when you're about to be obliterated. There, There are no invisible versions available to the public anyway, and none known to be used publicly either. But yeah, this is just a hell of a subreddit to join. I mean, there is a lot of people who think the government is like the subreddit.

The title says, using lasers against them. It is just crazy. Yeah, targeted energy weapons. It is just a wild, wild subreddit. And it blew me away with how many people believe they are being. targeted. I just didn't know there was that many people out there that truly believe this. After moving through subreddit is filled with conspiracies and invisible weapons, R slash runaway feels different. There's no speculation or grand explanations, only urgency.

R slash runaway is a subreddit where people ask how to leave their old lives behind. Many of them are minors. Many of them come from abusive households. Most of them are trying to make a decision that could permanently alter their lives. Scroll through the posts and you can find a window into desperate situations. I can't stay here. I don't feel safe. I don't know what to do is the familiar title you can see.

They are moments of crisis engraved in posts as they cry out for help to strangers to survive a situation they often can't fully understand. It's not disturbing because of its extremeness like our previous topics, but how real it feels. It sits at a strange intersection between protection and danger, especially when kids are involved. Running away to try and survive on the streets is extremely dangerous. But when there is no safe place left to go, what does it matter? Most of the subreddit is filled with questions, but sometimes the posts on R slash runaway aren't written in fear or what might happen. They're written after it already has.

This is where it takes a totally different tone. Written like survival reports. They offer a gritty view into life on the street of people desperate enough to run away from relative safety to a cruel outside world for the sake of freedom. This is the account of user HAF-S-A-3X, a 16-year-old runaway. The post is titled How I Ran Away at 16, and it reads as follows. I started planning on running away in late January of this year and ended up meeting two other girls from the subreddit around my age, who were also planning to run away.

Our states were also right next to each other, so we figured it would be easy enough to get to know each other. We phased timed and came up with the plan and made a list of everything we would need like money, important documents, hygienic things, food, pepper spray, etc. None of us were planning on coming back or getting caught as we were all leaving extremely toxic households, so we planned for the future. We found jobs we could get on Craigslist while there were still minors, research cheap motels, and found shelters that would take in minors around the area we were planning on staying at for a while just in case.

We all agreed that I would leave my state first by bus, Minnesota to Chicago, where I would pick up one of the girls, and we'd continue on to the next day to pick up the last girl, who's 15, if I'm remembering correctly, wasn't able to ride the certain bus we were riding because of that. I've been to Chicago before and have family members there, so I knew that if everything went to hell, I'd at least have people to fall back on. We looked up and wrote down the stores that would be around where the bus would drop me off. The plan was for me to go into the CVS and buy a prepaid card and hair dye. I had over $1,000 with me from saving up, and the others were also bringing money, so money wasn't going to be an issue for a while. I would use the card to order an Uber to the first girl's house to pick her up and take her back to the bus station where I was. There we would go into a bathroom and cut and dye our hair while we waited for the next bus to come take us to the next state over, which was the state the other girl. lived in. I also bought a burner phone before running so that I wouldn't be tracked. Our plan was to

train hop once we got to the other girl state because of the fact that she couldn't take the bus and we knew we couldn't stay in her state or we'd definitely get caught. We had found out all the routes for certain trains in her state and where they stop and watched hell of videos of people train hopping to prepare for it even though you can't really prepare for that type of thing unless you've done it before. The day I ran away, I wrote a note. explaining why I ran away and put it somewhere my parents wouldn't find immediately, but the police would find it if they searched my room or whatever to figure out what happened to me. I waited for my parents to leave the house, then I ordered an Uber to the bus station.

I took with me a backpack and another small backpack with wheels. I had already ordered the ticket online and picked it up at another location, so the only thing to do was wait for the bus, which would come in a few hours. Police arrived to the station while people were boarding the bus and getting their tickets checked. Obviously, I was scared shitless because I knew they were probably there for me, but I didn't know how they were there or how they knew where I was. I tried to blend in as best as I could. Right before I was about to board the bus, one of the officers came over to me, and yeah, you can guess it, what happened after that? The police made me go home.

Turns out my sister found my letter and snitched to my parents about it. She also overheard me talking on the phone about taking a bus to Chicago, which is how they knew where I would be. Obviously, my parents were beyond livid, and I don't even want to talk about what happened when I got home because it was the most horrible experience. When I got home, I immediately ran to the bathroom and texted the other girls what had happened. They weren't able to wait for me to run again because their situations were urgent, and they had to leave the next day. I know they ran away by themselves after this, but that's the last time I ever talked with them. About three weeks later, I ran again. This time by myself and not leaving a stupid letter.

I packed the exact same things as before, but this time I wasn't going to take a bus. I basically rode my bike a few miles and paid multiple people to drive me further and further. Thankfully, none of them were creeps or anything. I was able to hitchhike my way to Milwaukee, Wisconsin. I obviously had nowhere to go once I got there, and I was honestly petrified because of the fact that I was alone and I had never been to Wisconsin. and so I didn't know my way around like I would of Chicago. The first night I found a hidden area to sleep in.

I saw other homeless people on the ground, and I first thought maybe I should just sleep on the ground next to them and blend in, but immediately realized that was the stupidest shit ever. I knew I should keep my distance and not trust anyone, or it would probably result in me be getting beaten, R-worded, or worse, killed. I stayed in that city for about two weeks. I found a place to hide my bag in during the day, so I wouldn't be walking around with a huge backpack looking suspicious and only kept with me

very important things. I hung out at the mall and library during the day and returned to my hidden area during the night. I wasn't really scared of getting caught because I cut and dyed my hair and pierced my nose before I left, so I didn't really fit the description my parents probably gave to the police. I also made sure to return to the hidden spot where I slept a few hours before the night set in because I didn't want to be walking around at night and I didn't want to take any chances in someone following me. After the two weeks, I hitchhacked to Michigan because I knew I couldn't stay in one spot for very long and knew I needed to get further from my state. While doing this, I encountered some very weird men who were willing to give me a ride all the way there,

and I honestly just trusted my gut to not go with them and made it to a city called Salt State Marie in Michigan safely. I was really rationing the cans of food I had brought from home because I didn't want to spend any money on food, and I was honestly starving at one point, but I knew I needed the money to last as long as I could. I stayed in the city for one night and almost got robbed. Luckily, I'm a fast runner. The next day, I tried to convince an old man to give me a ride on his boat to cross the lake. It was the only way to get to the other side of Michigan, but he denied, so I snuck into the bottom of the boat before he got in, and all I know is we passed by a city called Sarnia and ended up in Lake St. Clair, then ended up in Detroit.

When he stopped the boat, I ran out before he had time to stop me, and I kept running for like 10 minutes straight until I was sure he hadn't been running after me. I stayed in Detroit for about a month and had the craziest encounters, but I just kept a very low profile and always had my guard up. I left Michigan to another state after that, not going to specify where because I'm currently in that state, and I've been there for the past few months. I'm still a runaway and I'm currently staying with a group of runaway teenagers around my age. I've been approached by many groups before, but this was the only group that didn't give me a bad feeling.

And so far, everything's been all right. I haven't been found by the police yet. And my 17th birthday is tomorrow, the 27th. We do download jobs from Craigslist in other places to earn money and we sleep in abandoned places. My plan is to stay on the streets for the next year until I turn 18, then I'll start getting my life together. I have all of my important documents, so I'll be able to just get a job and stuff when I turn 18. As of right now, I've been on the streets for about six months, and that has been long enough for me to figure out what and what not to do, so I'm like 100% sure I can last until I'm of age.

When you step back from this story, you notice how normality collapses. They're left with a backpack, burner phone, and a checklist, sleeping anywhere they could find, curbing their hunger and doing odd jobs. It's routine for them now. This shift is what makes it so disturbing. Think of what any child would be doing at this age. Think of what you were doing at this age. This person ran away from their parents, managed to leave the state and escape the police.

Independently, they began to build their new life, all at just 16 years old, all on their own. It is up to you to decide whether the newfound freedom is worth the risk. In reality, subreddit is not a celebration of escape. It's about how disturbing some people's lives are, and the only way to escape them is to become homeless. And also, quick side note. On this subreddit, there is a ton of posts of people almost being kidnapped or kidnapped by creepers pretending to try and help these young people that have nowhere left to go. And that is just

even scarier. I mean, imagine you have nowhere else to go. You're escaping hard. and you end up homeless and you end up trusting someone who takes advantage of you in a sinister way. I mean, there is so many posts about this on here. It's just a very disturbing community and just hopeless. That's just the best way to sum it up. And like I said in the beginning, it just feels so real. And that's what makes it so disturbing. And it's disturbing that these people have nowhere left to go, especially young teenagers.

Super, super sad. R slash humanoid encounters. Imagine locking eyes with someone who looks human, almost human. But something about them just feels wrong. Not a monster, not some dramatic story, but just off. The kind of wrongness you can't explain without sounding crazy. The kind that lingers long after the moment passes. Maybe it's the way they move.

Maybe it's their eyes. Maybe it's the unsettling certainty that whatever you're looking at isn't quite what it's pretending to be. That uneasy space is where R-slash humanoid encounters lives. This isn't a place for fiction or creative writing prompts. It's a collection of firsthand accounts from people who are convinced they saw something they weren't meant to. Figures and forests, shapes near water, beings that vanish too cleanly, to be a coincidence. And once you've seen something like that,

the rational explanations never fully stick. There's always the thought that you can't shake. What if it was real? Among the posts are descriptions that range from strange to deeply disturbing, small figures, towering forms with missing features, and encounters that leave behind physical injuries to these OPs. But the post we're reading isn't about some critical. Crazy creature. It's about a strange person or humanoid as the subred is titled that the person

encountered. And the user Shugazi shares an account of two women who walked into a coffee shop in Charleston, South Carolina, and left behind a feeling that still hasn't faded. Woman who looked normal at first glance, but to the OP seemed quite humanoid. In the post is titled, Has anyone else encountered people that didn't seem to actually be people. And the OPs post reads as follows. I was wondering if anyone else has also had any experiences with people that didn't quite seem to be people. Like there was something off about them?

I had an experience some time ago that I've never been able to shake off. So this happened in Charleston, South Carolina, around Christmas of 2017. I used to work at a popular coffee shop that was in. inside of a popular big box retail store. One day around Christmas time, I had two guests that struck me as odd immediately. They were a pale Caucasian woman, probably mid-20s, that both looked nearly identical, but one was about a head taller. They had the exact same haircut, very straight platinum blonde bowl-like cuts,

their faces were quite round, and their eyes were a noticeably bright hazel color, and appeared quite large. But not in like a disproportionate gray alien kind of way. They both also had a fairly odd, stiff gate, as though they had a board strapped to their back. They sort of shuffled their feet around when they walked. They both also had an oversized sweaters, and I noticed later the shorter one had theirs on backwards.

The weird part was their behavior. When they first walked in, the shorter one looked around the store as if they'd never been, in one. Her overall demeanor was somewhat childlike, like a good customer service rep. I welcomed them in and told them to ask if they had any questions.

The short girl looked to the taller one as if for approval. She then slowly nodded her head towards me, mouth slightly agape, and then attempted a hand wave. Instead of waving at the wrist like most people, she waves with her forearm, palm flat and straight

in a sort of robotic windshield wiper-like motion. She then turns to the taller one who gives her an encouraging nod. They then proceed to walk around the cafe, looking at the cups and merchandise. The short girl would often point all around the store and seem to be asking the taller one questions, almost as if this was a guided tour of sorts. Now, obviously, I'm no linguist, but my city is a fairly popular tourist destination, and I've met foreigners from all over the globe, even if I don't recognize.

a specific language, I can usually estimate roundabout where it may be from, whether it's Germanic, Slavic, Middle Eastern, etc. In origin. But the language they spoke to each other was very strange, and not like ones I've heard before. Imagine if you mixed Simlish with Baby Babel and sped it up. Lots of gu, blah, and oo sounds. They continued on checking out the merchandise and going on what seemed to be a Q&A session. They would often open up cups and look inside, grab bags of beans and squeeze and shake them. At one point, the shorter one took apart a French press and the taller one seemed to try and explain what it was for.

This went on for another 10 minutes or so when the short one picked out a studded cup to purchase. She shuffles her way to the POS, puts the cup on the counter, frequently looking towards friend as if looking for reassurance, who again does a simple nod and encouragement. She then looks towards me in attempts to smile, which was just barring her perfectly straight white top teeth as though she was biting her bottom lip and slowly nodding, not saying a word. It was here I noticed her sweater was on backwards, the tag sticking out in front of her neck. Now that I had a good look, I will say she was quite oddly attractive, but there was something about her appearance that gave me in uncanny valley vibes, but I couldn't tell you what exactly was off. I will say I don't

recall them ever blinking. I scanned the cup and went on the typical checkout spiel to which there was no reply. When it was time to pay, she pulled out a silver credit card that had no markings whatsoever. No logos, no numbers, no name, just blank plastic with a chip. She then looks back over to the taller one and says something, who then comes over and finishes the transatlantic action for her, showing her as though it was a teaching moment. I hand her the cup and she once again slowly nods her head, mouth a jar, and does her windshield wiper wave. Then they shuffle their way out of the cafe into the rest of the store and I never saw them again. I've told this story to people before and they usually hand wave it away and say they're probably just tourists from

Europe. I just think that's fucking hilarious. Like, whoever the Opie is told, his friends or whatever, they're just like, oh, yeah, you know, European people, they're like fucking aliens, bro. They don't even know how to, like, move their body. I just think that's hilarious. How they're just like, Europe. People from Europe, they're wild. They're super weird. I don't know. I just thought that's funny. Or maybe they had a condition of sorts. That's understandable. But like I've said, I've encountered many foreigners and none of them acted this much like a fish out of water, nor was their overall demeanor and behavior this uncanny. I won't rule it out as a possibility, of course, but it just doesn't quite sit satisfactory for me. It was just too weird. I don't know. What do you

guys think? Have any of you experienced anything similar? And then the OP makes a edit, saying, first of all, I never anticipated this post blowing up like this. Thank you all for the awards, stories and theories you're sharing. This has been a fun ride. I appreciate you all. I mostly want to reiterate and expound on a few points. When typing this out, I initially wanted to try and make sure I didn't use any specific language that would lead on any particular conclusion, despite my personal view on the situation. I wanted to keep it as neutral as possible and allow room for speculation and discussion amongst y'all, i.e. I don't. want to come out and say, yeah, they were totally aliens, when there could have been another

explanation. But I think in doing so, I undersold how weird the situation really was and why I felt it was worth sharing. So here's a few slightly more in-depth details. I mentioned how they were practically identical. They were exact age, exact complexion, exact hairstyle, exact same overall presence and demeanor. There were only four differences I noticed. Their height, the sweaters they were wearing, the taller one's nose was slightly more sharp and angular, and the shorter one's speech was faster. I've seen people mention that they were a mother-slash-daughter or caretaker-slash-patient situation, which is simply not possible unless they reproduced by mitosis.

Twin sisters? For sure, that could work. I mentioned that their eyes seemed big. I know I said it wasn't as disproportionate as a gray alien. Which is true, but I should have emphasized that they were still appeared much bigger than they should have been. I mentioned in a comment below that their skin was absolutely flawless and clear. No scars, creases, blemishes. I couldn't even make out any visible pores, like wearing an Instagram filter almost.

Their complexion had almost ethereal quality to it. I mentioned how they would point around the store and seem to be doing a Q&A. I should have emphasized that they pointed at nearly everything, from the signs on the board, the equipment behind the counter, the shopping carts, even the automatic sliding door at the front of the store. It really reinforced the idea, the short one at least, hasn't seen a place like this before. As for the autism angle I've seen mentioned, I've already made a comment below, but in short, I never got the impression that this was the case.

I've met and interact with plenty of people on the spectrum before. Language barrier or not. And not once had any of them made me think, yeah, I'm not sure if this person is human. This situation was different. That said, due to the nature of autism there, is always the possibility I'm wrong. And that's about all I feel needs any more emphasizing at the moment. I might update again if I see another point I feel should be reiterated. Very late update.

I came across this image online just now and nearly shit my pants. Give this lady a bull cut and make the chin rounder, and it's basically an exact match to the ladies I saw that day. And then he attaches a picture of this lady. I'm unsure if it's photoshopped or not, but it's pretty, yeah, uncanny. And then the OP says, it should be worth noting that the original image is attributed to a Photoshop artist from back in 2014 or so, but since then it has been to spread by UFO enthusiasts as a mock-up

of a pleidian, which I don't think was ever the original artist's intention. Nevertheless, the resemblance was just so uncanny I had to share. And yeah, our slash humanoid encounters is filled with similar encounters like this, whether it's someone like that, very uncanny, or Skinwalker encounters or When to Go encounters, of all the these things and the subreddit is not meant for fictional accounts so i just have to kind of believe a lot of these people i mean there definitely could be something out there but what do you guys think do you think there's humanoids out around us or um these guys are just a little bit cuckoo uh like some of the previous uh subredits we got into but these subredits are super interesting and this was the

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