Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - Whispers in the Snow Christmas Creatures, Ghosts, and the Night the Sky Moved PART1 #53

Episode Date: September 14, 2025

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #christmashorror #snowghosts #wintercreatures #paranormaltales #hauntedholidays  Whispers in the Snow: Christmas Creatures, Ghosts, and the Night the Sky Moved – PART 1Not all holiday stories are cheerful. In this eerie winter horror tale, strange things stir beneath the snow, and something ancient waits in the darkened woods. Set during a cold, silent Christmas night, Part 1 uncovers bizarre ghostly figures, unsettling whispers drifting through the frost, and a night sky that doesn’t behave like it should. When festive lights flicker and shadows dance in places they shouldn’t, you know something unnatural is creeping close. Snow falls, but it hides more than footprints—it buries secrets better left untouched...  horrorstories, reddithorrorstories, scarystories, horrorstory, creepypasta, horrortales, christmasghosts, winterhorror, snowwhispers, supernaturalencounters, festivefrights, hauntedwinter, chillingholidays, part1, nightterrors, darkfestivities, strangephenomena, paranormalwinter, coldcreatures, ghostlyencounters

There's so much rugby on Sports Extra from Sky. They've asked me to read the whole lad at the same speed I usually use for the legal bit at the end. Here goes. This winter Sports Extra is jam-packed with rugby. For the first time, we've got every Champions Cup match exclusively live, plus action from the URC, the Challenge Cup, and much more. Thus the URC and all the best European rugby all in the same place.

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Maybe it's the cold wind sharpening your senses or the weird mix of joy and loneliness that floats through the air. I never used to think too much about it, until Christmas Eve of 2015. That night rewired my brain forever. I was in New York City, chilling with some friends, visiting for the holidays. We ended up partying on the rooftop of this high-rise downtown, one of those swanky buildings with rooftop access and just enough safety railing to keep your legs from shaking. Someone had turned the little corner platform into a festive hangout. Red and green Christmas lights were strung around the railing, blinking gently in the wind

like sleepy eyes. There were chairs, tables, drinks, everything you'd need to enjoy the skyline view of the city. There were maybe six of us up there, bundled up in coats, sipping drinks and passing around smokes, pretending it wasn't cold. It was cold, though, cold enough to make your breath crystallize and your fingers go numb just trying to light a cigarette. We tried to hang tough, but eventually, one by one, we started heading back inside to warm up and mingle with the office crowd downstairs. After maybe 45 minutes inside, small talk, snacks, refilling my drink, I stepped back out alone for a cigarette. The wind had picked up even more by then, and I had to cup my hand just to light

up. I walked toward the railing and leaned over slightly, looking out across the sea of skyscrapers twinkling against the Inky night. It was one of those weirdly quiet moments when the city seems to take a breath, and for a second, it's just you and the sky. Then I turned around and looked up at the building behind me. That's when it started. High above, right at the very tip of one of those spires, the kind they stick red lights on to worn planes, something moved. I mean, something. Not a bird, not debris, not a drone. It looked like it had wrapped itself around the metal rod at the top. At first, I thought I was seeing things. The wind was howling, my ears were ringing from the pressure change, and the faint honking of traffic was echoing up

weirdly from below. But then I heard it, this subtle metallic clinking. Like something with claws tapping on steel. The red light on the spire flashed every couple of seconds, and in that burst of color, I saw it clearer. There was something slithering downward, wrapping and unwrapping itself like a snake, only this snake was huge and shiny. The red glow flickered across its slicker, surface, giving it a ghostly glisten. I could see the shape of its body and the way it clung to the structure like it belonged there, like it had been waiting for something. I froze. My cigarette dropped straight from my lips and tumbled into the dark void below. My body was suddenly paralyzed with a weird kind of dread. You know that feeling when your instincts scream that you're

looking at something that should not exist. That was me. I knew I needed to record it. Get back. proof. But my hands moved like they were underwater. I fumbled around in my purse, eyes glued to the thing inching down the spire. I dug for my phone without blinking, terrified I'd miss something. And just as my fingers wrapped around it, the thing spread its wings. Huge, leathery, bat-like wings burst from its sides. No feathers. No softness. Just raw muscle and membrane. For reference, there was a full-sized American flag hanging vertically from the platform below the spire. This thing's wings were twice that size, each. My purse and phone slipped from my hands as I gasped, stumbled backward, and turned to sprint for the door.

My foot caught the edge of the rug just inside, and I slammed face-first into the carpet. As I hit the ground, a massive rush of air slammed into my back, icy and violent, like being caught in the undertow at the beach. I choked on a scream and flailed, convinced this was it, my name in the headlines, woman snatched by flying creature on Christmas Eve, but there was nothing. No sirens, no screams from below, no citywide panic. I screamed at the top of my lungs for someone to call the cops. I dove for the remote and started flipping through news channels, expecting Anderson Cooper or someone to cut in with a breaking story about a monster in the sky.

Nothing. Everyone at the party looked at me like I'd lost my damn mind. A dozen people tried to calm me down. Someone handed me a glass of water. I couldn't stop shaking. It had wings, I kept repeating. It was alive. It was out there. I ran to the bathroom and threw up, not because of the creature, but because everything else around me was so normal. I was the only one who saw it. me in a city of millions someone eventually called an ambulance and the EMTs checked me out in the hallway

no drugs barely tipsy physically fine just completely mentally shattered to this day they call me the dragon chick I've never been there's so much rugby on sports extra from Sky they've asked me to read the whole lot at the same speed

I usually use for the legal bit at the end here goes This winter sports extra is jam-packed with rugby For the first time we've bet every Champions Cup match exclusively live Plus action from the URC The Challenge Cup and much more Thus the URC and all the best European rugby All in the same place

Get more exclusively live tournaments than ever before on Sports Extra Jampack with rugby Phew, that is a lot of rugby Get Sports Extra on Sky for 15 euro a month for 12 months Search Sports Extra New Sports Extra customer only Standard Pressing applies after 12 months for the terms apply Have you recently purchased a new vehicle

from Francine Volkswagen If so, you may be at risk for an exciting condition known as New Car Joy. Symptoms may include spontaneous smiling, sudden increases in confidence and uncontrollable urges to take the scenic route. If you experience any of these symptoms,

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My therapist told me to write it all down. This is the fifth time I've tried. It still doesn't make sense. If you're reading this and you've seen anything like what I did, please, please say something. I need to know I'm not crazy. And that's not even the only Christmas that broke my brain. Let's rewind to 1989, Mexico City, Christmas Eve. I was driving around with my boyfriend in his old beat-up car. Streets were decked out with Christmas lights, and people were everywhere. So much traffic it felt like the whole world was crawling. In a rush, my boyfriend decided to turn down a side street to dodge the congestion. A few more twists and turns in suddenly, we were lost. I unfolded the map, yeah, an actual

paper map, while he lit a cigarette and leaned back in the driver's seat. That's when it happened. Bam. Something slammed into the front passenger side of the car. Right next to me. I shrieked as a dark shape bounced off the windshield and disappeared into the street. My boyfriend stubbed his cigarette and jumped out of the car. I saw the figure stumble up awkwardly, holding his head. He limped across the road like he was in shock. But here's where it gets truly twisted, my boyfriend didn't react to him at all.

He bent down and started inspecting the bumper. I rolled down my window and shouted, hey, at the man. limping away. My boyfriend thought I was yelling at him and called back, don't get out. What? Why? I asked. He stood up and wiped his face. He's dead, he said flatly. What are you talking about? He just walked away. I turned, pointing down the street. The man was gone. I got out of the car. That's when I saw it. There was a body. there in front of the car. The same guy. Same clothes. Same build. His head was wedged into a storm drain. Neck twisted unnaturally. Legs mangled from what must have been the impact of the crash.

Blood everywhere. His bike lay beside him, one will bent, the other still spinning slowly. I was in shock. My brain couldn't process it. I kept looking down the road. I kept looking down the road. and back at the body. It didn't make sense. How many people did we hit? I asked. My boyfriend looked at me like I was nuts. Just one. The police showed up, blocked the road, examined everything. They said the guy had come flying down the hill and hit us without breaking. They barely asked me anything, I couldn't even form words. I said something like, I thought. I thought there were two. They assumed I was in shock and let it go. We got a ride back to his house.

Dinner was waiting, but I couldn't touch it. Couldn't even sit still. I kept replaying it in my mind. The man I saw get up, he cast a shadow on the wall. He moved like a real person. He held his head and limped away like someone who was injured. But that same man was lying dead in front of our car. I don't know if I believe in ghosts.

I don't know if what I saw was his soul confused about dying or my mind protecting itself from trauma. All I know is I saw someone stand up after he was already dead. And that wasn't the last time something unexplainable messed with me on Christmas. Last year, my friends and I made plans to spend Christmas in our old hunting cabin. No tech. Just drinks, firelight, music, and cards. I got there first as the sun dipped low. The cabin sat up high on a rocky slope, overlooking the road below.

I flipped on all the lights so my friends could spot it from the highway. On the many days of Christmas, the Guinness Storehouse brings to thee. A visit filled with festivity. Experience a story of Ireland's most iconic beer in a stunning Christmas setting at the Guinness Storehouse. Enjoy seven floors of interactive exhibitions and finish your visit with breathtaking views of Dublin City from the home of Guinness. live entertainment, great memories and the gravity bar. My goodness is Christmas at the Guinness Storehouse. Book now at ginnestorehouse.com. Get the facts. Be drinkaware. Visit drinkaware.aer.e. Through some beers in the cooler. Started the fire. It had snowed the night before, so I grabbed a shovel and cleared out a few parking spots in the drive.

As I dug through the snow, that creeping feeling washed over me again. Not like I was being watched, more like I was. wasn't alone. The wind carried something else with it. I kept glancing at the tree line, expecting movement. There was none. But the feeling stayed. Thick. Heavy. Like something was waiting. I went inside and shut the door, locking it tight. To be continued.