Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - Nightmares Return and Shadows Lurk as Sam Joins His Friends on a Paranormal Journey Gone Wrong PART1 #13

Episode Date: August 10, 2025

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #paranormalencounters #hauntedjourney #supernaturalhorror #darknessawakens #nightmaresunleashed  What starts as an innocent paranormal investigation quickly descends into terror. Sam’s recurring nightmares return with force as the group encounters haunting shadows, strange whispers, and unexplainable phenomena. As fear takes hold, the friends realize they may have crossed into a realm where leaving alive isn’t guaranteed.  #horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #scarystories #horrorstory #creepypasta #horrortales #paranormalactivity #ghostlyadventures #nightmaresreturn #darkentity #hauntedplace #explorationgonewrong #creepyvibes #supernaturalterror #trappedinthenight #friendsinhorror #urbanlegendscomealive #spiritsunleashed #hauntinginthewoods #fearunfolds

Sam. Sam. Sam. Samuel shook awake. He'd fallen asleep in class. Again. His teacher, Miss Lawrence, was looking at him with slight exasperation. Her red locks bobbed as she shook her head, sighing slightly as she continued the lecture. Something about old tunnels going underneath the city, no longer used. There's been several kids, youths, and even a pair of hikers going missing around those entresses these last few years she was saying, they're not safe, steer clear. Would I frame it any differently if I wanted a bunch of kids to go risk their lives exploring ruins? No. Definitely not. Samuel thought, I want those assignments on my desk by Monday Miss Lawrence finished. Hey, Sam. Fred, school boxing prodigy and all-round good guy, called out, catching up to Sam. You gotta stop

dozing off like that. Your grades are going to suffer. Yeah, I know. No. It's just so hard to keep my eyes open. What's up? Anyways. You got a new girl you haven't told me about. He asked teasingly, now that'd be a nice problem to have. No, it's my damned nightmares. They're back. Is it the same ones? Those from when we were kids. Sam had been cursed with horrible night terrors when he was younger. Yeah, they stopped eight years ago. Around the time Sarah was born, I remember. They were bad. Like, really bad, right? Fred sounded concerned, yeah, they were bad. But I was a kid, I'm handling it better now. Sleep still suffering though Sam pouted, is it the same dark entities? The shadow people and tentacles. Fred asked,

Yeah. I'm surprised you remember, with your descriptions of the dreams you pretty much gave me the same nightmares, fairly memorable. Fred chuckled, yeah, sorry about that. But talking about this ain't going to solve anything Samuel didn't want to spend his waking hours obsessing about the things harassing him in his sleep, he'd rather enjoy having a break from it. Fred sensed Sam's reluctance to dwell on it, talking is for girls and old people Fred slapped Sam's arm, see you at practice. He asked, you bet Sam tried sounding more enthusiastic than he was. A few hours, Several bruises later, Sam was sitting out in his garden, or rather his grandmother's garden. His grandpa died a couple years back, his parents some time after his sister was born.

Car accident. The grass felt nice under his legs as he held a lotus position, the wind breezing over his face. Watch a doing. An extremely annoying voice chirped up, meditating. Same as last time I was sitting here. And the time before that. watch a doing that for sarah asked she loved to find new ways to annoy sam currently it was asking questions she already knew the answer to sam held it together for a time but after a week it was getting on his nerves to get away from you scram sam snapped at her using his entire body for emphasis she properly scrammed with a pleased giggle she'd gotten what she wanted out of the exchange sam sighed and went back to meditate

Meditation was touted by Sean O'Connellie, the boxing coach at Sam and Fred's school, East Lee High. An iron body only gets you so far, you'll need the mental fortitude to match. Meditation is key to get that edge he'd tout. Fred had taken it to heart, and he had a knack for it. Sam supposed it helped that his mind seemingly was empty half the time. Sam felt a buzz in his pocket, he took out his phone. It's a text from Alyssa in the group chat. Asterisk, you guys ready?

It read, asterisk shit, that was today. Fred responded, Asterisk I'll bring snacks, Henri chimed in, always prepared for pretty much any situation, no matter how unlikely. Asterisk yeah, usual spot in 15. Sam typed. Alyssa, one year senior the rest of us,

had a bit of an obsession with the occult. Well, obsession is a bit harsh, but she's fascinated by it, researching it, buying various trinkets and so on. She found some fortune teller or medium on Craigslist, and she badgered the rest of us to join her on an expedition there. Approximately 15 minutes later I approached the diner slash convinced store named Shop and Stopp, Fred and Henri already waiting by the shabby, faded exterior of the place who couldn't make its mind up about what it was.

The shop is all right, got the necessities at a reasonable price, the diner on the the other hand. Only one who haven't been running to the toilet for a week after eating there is Alyssa, and it's hardly fair to count her since she's some kind of freak of nature when it comes to dodging sickness, and most other bad things really. Then, where's our heroine, dragging us out at this ungodly hour, to do God knows what, with forces and powers beyond our comprehension to understand, let alone witness. Sam waxed sarcastically at the two in greeting. Henri chuckled and adjusted his glasses, while Fred smiled and looked behind Sam. T'was three hours before midnight, Sun's last rays still sparkling. Hardly an ungodly hour a playful voice behind Sam

said. He turned around and so her, Auburn hair playing lightly in the slight wind, eyes glimmering an emerald green in the last rays of the sun, set over the barely visible freckles dotting her nose and cheekbones. Sam's heart skipped a beat upon seeing her, as it was prone to do these last few years. Growing up together their relationship has been that of a sibling one, albeit less annoying than the one Sam enjoyed with his actual sister. Puberty and maturing into adulthood didn't take that into account, and Sam was hard-pressed to not notice the absolute beauty Alyssa was growing into. Considering our mission this evening, anything after noon is an ungodly hour Henri chirped in. Despite being the only staunch non-believer in the group, he was the most

easily frightened of the bunch. Wouldn't be you if you weren't the last one here. Sam smiled at Alyssa in greeting. Fred came up to us and put his arms around our shoulders. All right, Berties, let's get a move on. I've got a pizza with my name on it at home. It's very impatient, can't wait to see the insides of my stomach. We got moving, going towards the older parts of town, the shop and stop marking the end of the newer, better maintained parts of town. Henri glanced around nervously, so where'd you say you found this guy? or woman or whatever he asked woman alissa responded found her on craigslist she's a bit expensive but i think it's worth it i've only tried cheap medium so far and the price really reflected the quality of their work she huffed looking slightly annoyed

then she turned to the group and beamed towards them good thing i got you guys to share the fee with henri huffed incredulously you mean you badgered us until we finally agreed to do what you want i'm not forcing you anyone to be here she responded innocently Fred looked to Henri, hey, you let her talk you into this, no use complaining about it now, he said, not able to completely hide the slight tone of defeat in his own voice. I'm actually looking forward to this Sam interjected, not that I believe this is anything but a scam, but I'd say it's worth 50 bucks for one evening's worth of entertainment, I'm curious to figure out what kind of tricks she'll use to try and trick us. All right, guys, that's enough Alyssa said, looking at us, browse slightly furrow,

I want to do this with you, but if you're going to crap all over it before you've even tried it, you're just going to ruin it, for me, for you, for everyone. Just have an open mind she looked at us pleadingly, all right, Sam looked at her. The final reason I think this will be worth 50 of my hard-earned dollars is that on the off chance that this is real, I'd pay that some several times over Alyssa's entire being lit up as she smiled at Sam, that's the spirit, look, we're almost there, she said, pointing towards a house in the distance. Samuel, Z-Z-Z-T, F-F-F-F-F-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Satic, Samuel. The scream echoed in Samuel's ears. His balance was off, the world shaking. No, not the world. Fred is shaking

Sam. Where'd you go, buddy? Fred asked, looking Sam in the eyes. Sam looked to Alyssa, trying to get his bearings, worry written all over her face, rarely seen wrinkles making an appearance on her face. Henri alternating glances at me and the ground, fidgeting with something in his hands. I. I don't. There was something. Over there Sam said, pointing towards the side of an old, dilapidated house, overgrown weeds all over the lawn and house itself. The dizziness was starting to pass. There was a shadow. Something moved, I got all dizzy. It's gone now. Fred looked really worried now, shadow. Like in your dreams? He asked, it's fine, just the sleep deprivation doing a number on me, I can handle it. Sam responded, now a bit anxious that his dreams might be slipping

into his waking psyche. We can do this another time, if you need to go home and rest Alyssa chimed in, worry still apparent on her face. She'd been looking forward to this for several weeks, she's always put her friend's well-being above her own interest, Sam really didn't want to let her down. I'm feeling much better already he lied. Here, take this Henri reached out a hand with a piece of something edible, meant to raise the blood sugar of those with diabetes, Sam crunched down on it and smiled towards the group. Good as New, let's do this he said with a forced smile they looked unconvinced, but agreed. This is it Alyssa said, looking at the very same dilapidated house, only one thing left to do then Sam said with much more bravado than he felt, a sense of dread growing in him as he marched up towards the overgrown house.