The Confessionals - SWAPCAST! Belief Hole Podcast - Strange Listener Stories - Swimming Pool Nightmares, Mirror Demons, and Dark River Dwellers

Episode Date: October 21, 2022

From real encounters with Disembodied Harry Hands and Dogman-like Roadside Hyenas to Occult rituals in the Redlands, on this Episode of Belief Hole, we tread the dark, back-country of the bizarre to bring you true, terrifying tales of the inexplicable and the unknown.Connect with Belief Hole:https://beliefhole.com/discover

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It's a warm summer night. You're all alone in the orange grove and decide to take advantage of the solitude by diving into the still waters of a strangely placed swimming pool. All is peaceful until you begin to feel that something's wrong. There's an ominous brooding in the air

and you feel as though you're being watched. You shake it off And tell yourself it's your imagination. After all, you're all alone, swimming in the dark. But when you push off from the slick cement, something grabs you by the ankle. From roadside hyena monstrosities

to occult rituals in the Redlands. On this episode of Believe Hole, we tread the dark, backcountry of the bazaar, to bring you true and terrifying tales of the inexplicable and the unknown. Spiracy. Synchronicity. Sasquatch.

Homunculus. Alien races. Satanism in Hollywood. M.K. Ultra. Tartaria. There's like a whole... I've been watching this one guy that... Close the door in. Jury. Close your dark!

What's the... Inner Earth. Disagreements. Ghost dad. I like that movie. Dogman. Bohemian growing. Magicians are demons. Specters and spirits summoning. Correlations.

Strange disappearances. Skywale phenomena. Alternative history. Shadow people. Quiet, I'm trying to say words with the mouth. It's getting dicey out there. Poltergeist. That's cool.

And knocky. What is the moon? Elf towers. I would never talk about it. That's old Y2K. Cover ups. Apocalyptic catastrophe. Vampire.

Well, hello, hello. Welcome to the belief hole. I'm John. I'm Chris. And I'm Jeremy. Welcome to be here. Welcome to be here. It's good to have you guys.

This is going to be another fantastic strange listener stories episode. Yes. We explore the strange and unusual eye. is actually occurring in our real world, shedding a light on some of the unexplained experiences out there. Around every corner to give us a glimpse into the weird wild side. We got a great show for you today. Yes, we do.

Oh, yes. My favorite kind of show. I don't know. Is this your guy's favorite kind of show? It's always mine. Strange listener stories. 15. These are my favorite.

It's definitely fun to be able to connect with the listeners. Get original stories. Yeah, and also it just brings my mind back to times of sitting around a campfire, you know. We're at a party with the random uncle and he's like, you know, one time, I'm a lot. don't tell the story much. You know, that sort of thing, though. Yeah, or you're at a bar and you hear like some old sailor behind you. In the fishing village, you have to be hanging out and just telling a tale of an octopus

monster who had a treasure buried at the bottom of the sea. I'm sure everyone can relate to that listening. No, I like the vibe. I like the feeling. And I'm excited for this one, Chris. This is going to be interesting because this is the first time, in a long time, at least, that I can remember where I have no idea what stories you're bringing. Yeah.

I'm focusing on the expansion this time. And you were doing the main episode of The Listener Stories. Yes. You've curated quite a collection, though. Well, let me give you a quick word preview. Tease it up. Of what's coming. Today, we've got grinning, braid-polling doppelgangers.

Let's wrap your mind around them. Braed-polling? Braed-polling? We've got beckoning lights of fire. We have occult rituals in the Redlands. That's going to be interesting. Oh, interesting. And bipedal highway hyenas.

And a lot more. That's a lot of imagery that's randomly flashing in my head now. It'll be fun trying to sound design that. Bipetal what? Bipetal Highway hyenas. Weird. There's actually more juice to this than I realized as far as contextual information. A little co-obboation.

Contextual juice. We should sell that in the merch store. Bottles of context juice. But let's get into it with a story that I thought was super fascinating and ties into a topic we've discussed on the show and actually had listener stories sent to us before regarding the disembodied hairy-hand phenomenon. I think we should start with that tale because this one I think will sink you right into this episode. There's an odd amount to the actual phenomenon being more than just a random listener. story coming in. It connects. So are you guys ready? Let's get in.

Let's do it. Let's get into the darkness. This was submitted by Megan Jackson. This is called The Hand Comes at Night. This happened in the early 90s. I don't remember what year exactly. My family was very poor, and we lived in the deep south in a rural area. We lived in a place that could lovingly be called a crapshack, on a lot that belonged to some members of our church.

Anyways, my sister 8 and I 11 were up late watching. animaniacs, which we weren't really supposed to be doing, so we had the volume down very low. After a while, we noticed our sister, six, was whispering to something in our room, who went in to see what or who she was talking to. Our concern at this point was more that she'd wake our parents up, and we'd all be in trouble. We all shared a room, and me and my middle sister had bunk beds that were set up against the wall. There was a space between the bunk beds. There was a space between the bunk beds, and the wall that we sometimes stuck Barbies in and pretended they were flying. My youngest sister was sitting on the floor, looking up at the crack and talking to a long,

thin, black hand that had extended its fingers out of the crack and was caressing the wall with its fingers. The moon was out, and we had a nightlight, and it looked like the hand was covered in thin strands of black hair, like a gorilla, but long and thin. It looked like it was caressing the wall in response to what my sister was saying. My middle sister started to scream, and I just stood there mute. Our dog, a border collie mix named Macy, flew into the room and started barking and growling at the hand. Macy was going nuts, and the hand was banging its freaky palm on the wall.

Macy jumped up at it, trying to bite it. The hand managed to grab Macy by the collar and was shaking her and trying to slam her into the wall. And I'm screaming. Both sisters are screaming. My youngest sister is trying to grab Macy and pull her away. Macy is making these awful cry-scream sounds. This all happened within maybe a minute, although it felt like forever. My parents came bursting into the room to see what was going on.

My dad already had his gun out and started shooting it where the dog was dangling. He fires a couple shots before the dog drops down. It's pure chaos at this point. Literally everyone is screaming and crying. We're clutching Macy while my mom and dad are trying to yell over us and to each other about what's happening. The police end up coming after a neighbor called over the gunshots. It's almost dawned before everything calms down. My parents drop us off at our grandma's house and take Macy to the vet.

Macy was fine, by the way, and lived several more years after this incident. Her ear was hit by one of the bullets, but suffered no other damage. We all told our parents about the hand the next day, and my sister revealed that the hand had been coming for a while. when we were all asleep. That's creepy. She said it would crawl out of the crack and just linger there until morning. Sometimes it made gestures or tapped on the wall.

My parents kept us at grandmas, and we ended up moving altogether to a different town. We never had any other supernatural or paranormal occurrences after this. I've told a few people this story before, and they all laugh at me, or tell me it didn't happen, or I got confused, et cetera, et cetera.

The fact that my two sisters and parents saw it gets ignored, but I know what I saw. If you guys or anyone else knows just what the hell that was, I'd love to know. Otherwise, fuck you, scary black hand. Wow. That story gives me chills. Super intense. And just the fact that they find out later that it had been coming there regularly

and the littlest one had been interacting with it. It's just a hand, right? It's a long black hairy hand. Like thing? I guess, yeah. In Adam's family? Yeah. It wasn't like attached to anything

Not that we know of. Disembodied hand. But this is a phenomenon. This is a pretty common phenomenon in the world of strange. And they come at night. I mean, if you look back through old timey, I'm just going to say that because I don't know exactly what time this was. Victorian times.

There was this motif of disembodied hands, like in old castles appearing and drawing you into rooms, curling its finger, that kind of stuff. But we have the famous Harry Hand story is the hands of Dartmoor. They're at the road, right? Right. The road is, it's in the county of Devon in southwest England. Dartmoor. There's a national park there. This is how it's described

to sounds like it's the place where haunted disembodied hands would appear. This is a place in southwest England where Dartmoor ponies roam its craggy landscape. Defined by Forest Rivers' wetland rock formations. Trails wind through valleys with Neolithic tombs. Bronze-aged stone circles and abandoned medieval farmhouses. The area is dotted with villages including

Prinsetown, home to Dartmoor, prison, used during the Napoleonic Wars. So, I mean, it's a very eerie place. It's far from the towns. It's this just kind of haunted area, but there is a story that people have been witnessing these disembodied hands. They would appear in the car, right?

Going back in time, these hairy disembodied hands would appear while you're driving down the road, grab the wheel, veer you off the road and cause an accident. And people would chalk it out to like, well, they had an accident there in shock. Naturally, they're just seeing disembodied hands because apparently that's a thing that people do when they're in an accident.

But it's weird that it keeps happening in this area. But this is a worldwide phenomenon. I was doing some research online, and I found some referencing the Akasaka Weekly Mansion in Tokyo. of Japan. Apparently there's a lot of disbited hands there. I don't know if it's just a doorway where these hands having to pop through, but there does seem to be a theme of specifically hairy hands. Yeah. Is there another plane of existence where there's like a wizard's

door and all these monkey people? A wizard's door. Are just jabbing their hands through and you know, you know, paying five pence for the favor. I don't know. That's probably unlikely. It sounds unlikely. The one particular story, I'm not going to get into it, but I'm just going to reference it. I called it a bathroom grabber. It comes from Fiona Dodwell, who's an author. but her father experienced this in 1950s London basically just in a public restroom while his friends were waiting outside and he gets grabbed by this

described as a he said he felt something grabbed his ankle from behind it looked almost gray there was hair across the back of the hand there's the hair he was reaching out from beneath the locked cubicle door grabbing firmly at the back of her dad's ankle and he was a skeptical guy

but always held certain that this actually happened to him so there's a lot of stories out there specifically with disembodied hands just very odd yeah we had one too on our it happened on Halloween episode check that one out remember it was almost like a green sort of Harry Hand that comes through a laser-like doorway to another dimension. Anyway, we'll have some links for more information on that, and we'll do an episode on Harry Hand phenomenon eventually, at least make a blog post about it when we have time

ever to do that. But let's move on to our next tale of intrigue. This story is a classic account of something strange on the roadside. So this story comes to us from Tavis, and this occurred in Indiana in 1991. I call this Dog Monster in the Road. In 1991, when I was about six years old, my mother and myself were driving down the road, when suddenly, off the side of the road, a very large dog walked out in front of us. Now this dog was like mastive size, but its body was oddly shaped.

It was big in the chest and skinny in the back. It looked like a hyena. It walked out in front of our car. As it got into the middle of the road, it looked our way. stopped and stood up on its back legs facing us. My mother and I screamed as we slammed into the creature. As a six-year-old, I was frozen. My eyes had locked onto this thing after we hit it.

It rolled like a fur tumbleweed down the road in front of us, melted into the road and vanished. My mom was also horrified and screamed, as she sped off in a frenzy, driving toward her friend's house. When we arrived, she had her boyfriend come outside and look at her car while she frantically recalled the encounter. We discovered a dent in the bumper, and one of the headlights had been busted out. After my mom finished recalling the events, the boyfriend, my mom, and myself,

all loaded up and drove back to the scene to try and find this creature. But obviously, nothing was found. To this day, my mom still recalls this event, so I know it wasn't a dream or false memory. She says, quote, I still don't know what that was, nor do I want to know, but it wasn't a dog. Creepy. That is creepy.

I mean, obviously a very fantastical story. Standing on the highlights. Especially the melting part. Yeah, that is a creepy description. Yeah. I like that he said it rolled like a fur tumbleweed down the road in front of us and then melted into the road and vanished. I mean, that's supernatural.

Yeah, I mean. It's not just like an animal. If he's being literal there, like it seemed to melt into the road and vanish. then that's definitely something. Yeah, at first I really, I was like, is this like a metaphor, but melting into the road? I don't know what that, unless like visually, like in the distance maybe. I'm going to assume that they literally meant that. They saw it like boil and...

No, just probably like disadvantaged into the road, like some transdimensional being or something. That's mostly... Either way, I mean, you already have the high strangest of it standing up on its back legs. And also the description of looking more like a hyena than anything else. I mean, this is in Indiana. Yeah, a couple of thoughts. The back legs thing. It's a short amount of time.

Obviously, animals do occasionally stand their back legs and do a little walk around, a little jig. It's just where to come out in the road to see you going, oh, and stand up on it's... And then it's so set up after seeing. Yeah. Yeah. I mean, a lot of dog man in encounters you get that where they're first on all fours. You know, that is a gigantic, either bear or wolf and then it stands up. But I want to see one of those in my lifetime.

With all the research we've done... Say that now. Yeah, you say that now. I want to until I have the point that I see it. But until I see it, I will want to. Look, wait, wait, take it back. Take it back. I'll be haunted for the rest of my life.

but, you know, when you haven't had that experience yet, I will always be naive to that, the real terror, until it actually happens. Oh, yeah, for sure. So I'll continue wishing for it until, you know, from the safety of my car. Jeremy was never heard from again. Jeremy just gives up the show.

He doesn't say why and just moves into Nebraska, never speaks to anyone again. He moves into the city. Yeah, I move into the city. Even though there are some dogman encounters, behind some Burger Kings and back alleys. We did cover one of them. You can't really get away.

But I feel like, we probably talked about this on the show, but there's a certain point you get to where you've researched so much stuff, you told so many stories, and you start to get jaded, you know, because I came into this show, like, hyped on Dogman. I would tell I read Starbucks Parisa, absolutely. And I still believe that there is something out there, you know, I can't say for sure, but I believe people that have told the stories. I've seen enough, heard enough, and doing historical research on the sinusaphylite,

there's a practical argument for there being something out there. But the way, you look at something and never get to see it yourself. Well, you don't really do a whole lot of looking, to be fair. Yeah, not out in the wild. I don't think you can. I think it's just one of those things that people in the right place, right, time. Right. That's true, but I mean, you could try harder. I just don't believe that I could, I could track one down. My point is just to like,

spend a couple nights in the woods of Silver Creek. That's, yeah, that's not very big though. You couldn't do it. Oh, I could do it. No, you couldn't. Oh, I could do it for $5,000. Yes. Absolutely. I'll do it for $50. Is that a, no, you won't. That's on the record. That's on the record. You get scared from your, like, for your fan noise. I'm also poor. And one way outweighs the other. I only brought that just to say I need some kind of experience. Well, take it from the mom in the story

because I think that's kind of the point is to this day she still says I still don't know what it was, but I know for sure it was not a dog. So according to her, there are strange things out there, Jerry, on their back legs walking around with the tail. Even on the basic cryptozological,

you have reports of American hyenas. Yes, let's get into that because I did not know this really until this episode, until his story. American hyena in London. Yes. That's the sequel to or what is it American World War

American werewolf in Paris? American werewolf in London was the original. That's right. In Paris was the one when we were growing up. Okay. Where Bush was on the soundtrack. Yes. But this was, I thought it was interesting.

I had not heard of this hyena sightings in North America. And also, I'm not going to get deep into this because I want to move on through the stories, but there was also a species or a genus of hyena that in the pliastine in Rome, North America. So some people argued that it's still here. Just like dinosaurs. Like the raptors in the southwest, what baby T-Rex is? Did we ever cover those? Yep. Okay.

Moving along. I know we have a lot of good stories you want to get to. I don't mean to hold it on. That's okay. This one specifically, there's an interesting native tradition among the Iowa tribe. And they're in the Mississippi River Valley area, Wisconsin, Iowa, Minnesota, Kansas, Missouri, Nebraska, where Jim will move after he sees a dog man. It's not a safe place. What they refer to, something that sounds a lot like this, they called it, Shunka Wrakeen, which means carries off dog.

Ooh. Yes. So this is something that's been reported. It's big enough to grab a dog and run off. It's like a wolf. Yeah, the jaws are supposed to be very powerful. Yeah. Well, it could be a very large.

Yeah, but. But like if you're going average dog, average other thing. Yeah. Yeah, that's what you're saying. They could carry jacoff. A dire wolf could. A dire wolf could. Yeah, that's what I'm saying.

Yeah. That would be horrifying. These things sound pretty horrifying. The description of these, so massive jaws. But again, it sounds like hyena-like with the long front legs compared to the rear, which are short, right? Yeah, we have a picture in the shenown as guys. So, yes, looked like a hyena.

They described this thing. and apparently had also been cited by white settlers that had moved into these areas. Some settlers even claiming that they had mounted specimens that they caught and shot. There's one specific famous example, and that's what this picture is. I remember this.

Oh, you've heard of this? Oh, yeah, I looked into this for another episode while back. Well, you know, some people relate this to the Wahila. That's what it was in reference to, which is Nahani Valley legend, right? So anyway, the specific famous example, this specimen was allegedly shot in Montana in 1886 by a man named Israel Amman

Hutchins. And John, that's this picture over here. And this is the comparison of the specimen that he shot with a hyena. So there's kind of a back to back. You can kind of see the similarity. It's like... Definitely close. Very close, right? I think the legs look shorter in the back. Yeah, they almost look even shorter than a hyena's legs in the back. They do. It's like a little pig.

Yeah, it does have like a stout pig body. Like a hairy... If you look at the face, which I don't have in this note, but I'll have it in the show notes. It almost looks like a bear's face in a way. It's broad. It's almost diamond-shaped broad. But very interesting. They've never been able to identify what this specimen was that was caught. And it's still in the museum, I believe. It was acquired after Hutchins shot it. It was acquired by a taxidermist named Joseph Sherwood. And he displayed it in the general store in Idaho. And he named this species, ring docus. And it's never been

formally examined, or some people say it has, but we've never heard the results of the examination. Either way, there's no public information on what DNA tests have said about this creature. So we still don't know what it is. Some people say maybe it's because the museum knows that it's not really something that anomalous, so they just don't want to share. Where was this again that this was discovered? This was shot in Montana. Okay. The story we told from our listeners in Indiana, but things like this are cited all over the country. It's this American hyena phenomenon I've never heard of, but again, goes back to the Pliocene or could go back to the Pliocene. Interesting. I remember doing research on that, the Wahila. Was that what was connected to? Well, some people compare it to that.

Right. I remember reading a pretty good argument for why that didn't. Yeah, it doesn't, it doesn't look quite the same to me. So this could be some kind of American hyena or something that people would call that, that people have been seeing. Then that's maybe what Tavis saw, potentially. Or it could have been to, you know, someone's going to say Skinwalker, because there's always someone in the crowd with the hand raised.

Skinwalker, because it's an unidentified kind of canid type. But an interesting tale for sure, and one that led to an interesting observation about something I'd never heard of. The American hyena. Thank you for that story, Tavis. Yes, thank you very much. And to your mother. Where to your mother?

Shall we move on? to the next story. Yes. Very interesting. John, I'm going to have you read this one because you read this and responded to the writer, V. This is called Call of the Firelights.

Yes, from Anonymous. And this occurred in Manila Philippines in the early 1990s. My first paranormal supernatural or unexplained experience was when I was about six to seven years old in our old house in the Philippines. It was a very long time ago.

So, of course, my memory could be messing with me, but I have always constantly thought about this encounter my whole life. It was so weird that I never told anyone about it. I might have mentioned it in passing and in a lighthearted way during those conversations I used to have with friends back in college or something over drinks. When the topic of conversations started leaning into the unknown or high strangeness, but I really do not recall ever telling anyone about it and sharing it like a real memory. It was just so obscure and strange that I have kept it in the dark recesses of my mind.

But I get to conjure it up once in a while when I listen to people talk about their experiences, mostly through podcasts like yours. One night after dinner, maybe around 7 p.m., everyone was inside the house, and I was outside in our garage. In the Philippines, the garage is usually in the front of the house and is a part of your front lawn area near the front door, and houses are usually barricaded by a gate. So I was just a little outside our front door, which was left open,

and I was probably playing in my dad's car, which I love to do as a kid, pretending to drive. All of a sudden I had this unexplainable feeling of being called or beckoned outside the house. I walked towards our gate, and I looked up at the sky and saw an orange hue glimmering between the trees

in a vacant lot in front of our house. I had no idea what it was, but I also didn't really care because I was a kid, and it could have been a lamp post in another street that is shining through. I don't really know, but I remember the feeling very vividly. It made me excited and almost gave me a feeling of longing. Like something or someone was telepathically sending me positive messages, love, gentleness, etc. but also making me want to go out there,

which also confused me and made me wary. So I didn't go outside the gate. I remember staring at this orange light and the objects surrounding it with awe and curiosity for a while until I heard my older cousin, who used to babysit my siblings and me, call me to go back inside the house. I didn't think anything of it

and continued playing inside until bedtime. The weirder thing happened later that evening, in the middle of the night. I remember waking up from my sleep because I thought it was daytime. It was like when someone turns on the light switch while you're trying to nap, and the sudden light in the room comes through your eyelids

as dark orange when your eyes are still closed. I opened my eyes and I saw two red orange fireballs swimming across my room. I say swimming because they were moving like fish swimming in an aquarium, just very gently in a straight line, but also wobbling once in a while and turning around to avoid hitting the walls.

They were a few inches away from the ceiling, just moving horizontally in front of me, and there was another very strange aspect to it that I would never forget. They looked like static almost, like grainy and pixelated, as if I was watching them through a VHS camcorder. I looked at my cousin who was in another bed close to me

and she was sleeping like a log. I sat up on my bed and stared at these two fireballs, and I remember the room glowing with orange light and thought it looked so cozy, I was mesmerized. I thought, okay, this must be a dream. So I started pinching myself and slapping my face, a thing I'd seen people do in movies. I tried calling out to my cousin,

but I also didn't want anyone to scare away these gentle fireballs, whatever they were, so I really didn't mind that she was sleeping through this. This was weird because every time I look back at this memory, I tell myself, I should have been scared. But honestly, when it was happening, I was not scared or even bothered at all. It felt natural and not supernatural.

I watched the mysterious orange lights for a while, maybe less than an hour. Then they started to move towards the window and just passed through the screen, the metals, etc. like it was colored, dusty air. And my room was dark again. I have had maybe two to three high strangeness events happen to me,

but I'm really usually a logical, science can explain this soon enough type of person, so I don't think much of them. Not true, I think a lot of them. But do not share them, even with my close friends, till recently because I worked on my self-confidence. But when they happen, I go back to reading and listening this stuff like your show,

just to feel like I am not alone. I never told my family about it seriously, and like I said, I have talked about it in jest, but I know deep inside my heart that whatever that event or show was was something, especially for me. You are not alone, V. That's a cool story.

Yeah, really interesting. Interesting story and so familiar in a lot of ways to stories we've talked about in the past. We had a listener story before, if you guys remember, with the nighttime orange orb appearing in someone's room and they had interaction with it. That stuff's pretty common. John, I think, and you mentioned this in your response to this listener, what you found really fascinating was that it was almost like it was

beckoning you with a feeling of longing, like a homesickness sort of feeling. It reminds me a lot of the near-death experiences like, I just don't think this is our home. You know, I think that we come from somewhere else. And what if it was a spaceship? You know, I think that all possibilities are open as far is like this if this isn't our home and you know there's infinite galaxies out there like we're all just star travelers uh-huh and that longing feeling maybe they're just paying a visit to say hi and you know when there's like an emotional connection i think it kind of can remind some people of like oh yeah like that's where we all came from sort of feeling john is a star seat in case you guys didn't know i am he's seated from the stars i came here to awaken people

Very believable in that voice. And this was a positive encounter. I was going to say, though, if you look at it from a more pessimistic point of view, this very much reminds me of fairy. Lord? Well, you, that, I was, but I was going to say strange voices or disembodied voices. Disembodied voices. Like Tim Marchenko's book, Disembodied Voices, where he talks about that.

He talks about the lure where something is calling you to come outside. Luring you. Luring you to come out into the trap. Great book, by the way. Check it out. Disembody voices. Absolutely. Linking the show notes.

Yeah, but it showed up in its bedroom. Right, later. Or hers. It's not honest, right? They decided it's V, but it's female. I know the person's a female. I mean, if it was negative, there was no intent to harm. Yeah.

It was there for an hour just giving off love. Right. Yeah, you're right. It also reminds me, do you guys remember the story we covered of the woman who called on coast to coast to him with Art Bell where she had that mouse? Like she felt compelled to again go outside, and there was a little mouse creature there that she talked to and then she passed out and missed dinner. She had missing time.

That was an interesting story. That was like as a child, too. Yeah, something to do with children, too. They're just more open to this stuff. There could be also that, because we have the imposter entities, we have the extraterrestrial allegedly, or some kind of craft abduction where people feel

lured and peaceful and then they're abducted, and people have positive or negative experiences after that. This seems like all the way through a positive kind of experience. But the very practical appearance of this sounds like, I think it's Ignis Fautis, right? Ghost lights, firelights that's a common thing seen over swamps.

It's like glitchy, though. That's what's different, because I was going to say, St. In the Philippines, Philippine folklore, there's San Telmo, which maybe that comes from San Telmo's fire.

Probably. But there's specifically a Philippine version of this. Maybe we'll have that link to the show. So you guys are interesting. Definitely not ball lightning

because that's pretty quick and it's out of the room. Also doesn't give you feelings for an hour. It does remind me, it's not really related, but it kind of reminds me of that weird red hand.

Yes. From Simon von Elg. Well, again, it's another nighttime visitation of something that is, right. And that one, I think,

was kind of staticy, too, but it was another red element. It was like other dimensional, yeah. Yeah. Who's the, what's her name? I just emailed her recently, but she had a follow up to her porcelain mask story.

Right. Oh, yeah, Tanya. Tanya, yeah. Remember that? She woke up in her bedroom. Oh, right. Another nighttime visitation. Yeah.

The porcelan mask that came up to her. It was just like right in her face. And as it backed away, she realized there was nothing behind it. Yeah. If you guys are new to the show and you haven't heard these really fascinating stories, go back and listen to our strange listen to stories episodes

from listeners like you. Yeah. We have 15 of them. Very interesting. 15 episodes, which each have like, I don't know, thousands of stories in total.

Thank you for that story, V. Yeah. Yeah, very cool story. I love stories like that. They're just weird and I kind of like sometimes when they're not super spooky, but they're just like magical.

Yeah. Yeah, interesting. And again, I thought a really interesting thing about this too. The description in that story where she said, and it was turning around

to avoid hitting the walls. So it's definitely something in the room. It reminds me of a Roomba. Oh, avoiding the boundaries. It reminds me of a dream I would have after playing a lot of like Super Mario when I was a kid. Like those kind of pixelated fireballs or it sounds video game-ish. Yeah, where you like turn and look the other way. Yeah, it's like moving, you just got to time it out to jump past, you know.

But just so weird, it is a very unique description. If any of you out there have seen any VHS style pixelated phenomena, fireballs, let us know. Also remember the last episode, the last strange listener stories episode, we, We had that aqua visitor story. Yes. It called it. Oh, yeah, it definitely was like that one. Similar to that as well.

This is definitely a category of stories that we get from time to time. Something at night that seems ethereal, colored, bright. Bedtime visitors, yeah. Yeah. Jeremy, do you want to take on the next story? We have a lot of unique accounts in this episode. And this one is definitely fascinating. I call it the River at Dawn.

Oh, I love this one. This one has been submitted by Danny Turpin. And she's from Dayton, Ohio. Oh. This occurred in 2018. Did this happen in Ohio? Yes. Oh, maybe we should have a little road trip. Or maybe not, depending how freaky this is.

Okay, River at dawn. Hello there. My name is Danny, and I'm from Dayton, Ohio, and I have a story that I think will really give you guys the chills. But first, I need to give you a little setup. My whole life has been heavily affected by the paranormal and just weird, creepy happenings in general. From the time I was born to even now, it's just always been that way, even for other members of my family. Starting around the age of 13, things started to get super aggressive in my parents' house, and once I transitioned to high school and then college, the activity became darker.

I began hearing my name whispered from certain parts of the house, or corners from my room at night while trying to sleep. On two occasions, I felt a large, unseen force get into bed with me. The house grew to have a dark, uneasy, and unwelcoming feeling. It was now specifically affecting my sleep. Because of these things happening, I pretty much stopped sleeping altogether and would lay awake for hours into the morning, waiting for daylight so I could leave the house and go to school or do whatever,

as long as it meant getting out of that house. I was going to art school at the time and would need to be in class by 8 a.m. But because I wasn't sleeping, I started getting up around 5 a.m. to drive down to the river in my hometown and sit on this little bench that's been there for years. I would sit there and watch the sun come up. It became a nice morning ritual that I got to look forward to in my nightmare of a life at the time.

This was a crisp fall morning. I remember it was incredibly foggy, and it had that Halloween atmosphere to the air. Diagonal from this bench, I'd say about 10-ish feet away, is this giant concrete block, which I assume covers water pipes or something, having to do with the river. But it's something I used to lay on

when I was young and look up at the sky from. As I'm sitting on this bench, it's completely quiet, totally devoid of any noise, except for the soft sounds of water, gently moving in the river. The sun was going to be coming up in about 30 minutes, when I suddenly started to feel uncomfortable. I felt like I was being watched or that someone was going to come up behind me. I felt paranoid, like the feelings I'd get at my parents' house before something weird happened. And then I heard it. It sounded like something or something.

someone was on the other side of that giant block, breaking sticks in half. Then all of a sudden, I saw the blacked-out, misshapen shadow of a figure step out from behind the block. Once it stepped out, only everything from the waist up was visible. It stretched out one long arm around that covered two sides of this block, something that would be totally impossible if this were a human, because this block was very large with wide sides. It almost looked like a cartoon by how long and stretchy the arms looked, and I was frozen in fear. I wanted to run so bad, but I physically couldn't get my legs to start moving.

This thing started to shimmy up this concrete cinder block like a spider monkey. My GTFO kicked in, and I stood up and literally started speed running to my car that was parked just under the only visible streetlight, which was looking like my savior at the moment. I didn't look back until I slammed my body into my driver's seat, locked my doors, and turn on my high beams. I kept thinking I was going to see that thing, slithering down through the fog, off the ramp hill onto the street, and come for me. I was so scared when I got the courage to run that I left my coffee sitting at the bench

that morning. I took off in my car and for some reason had tears running down my face. I think because of the fear. I skipped going to the river the rest of the week and ended up waiting until the following Monday. And when I pulled up and got myself ready to confront that cinder block again, it just looked darker than usual. And I said, nope, and backed out and just drove around until class started.

I'd never gone back to watch the early morning sunrise. Crazy. Yeah. Thank you, Danny, for that story. So visual. Yeah. I could just see that. Being there, it reminds you of the, you know, our hometown can outfold

the Tuscarus River, there's, you know, benches, certain spots, you kind of near the woodline, and they have those giant, I always call them Pennywise tubes. Yeah, they're like sewer blocks, they're like, yeah, I think they're for flooding at the river, slatters you can go down and I just watched it. Oh, did you? Yeah. Did you watch that before every episode? I feel like you watch it every day.

No, I've never seen it. Oaky-Dokie. No, I just, I watched it in the Netflix movie theater on the, on the Oculus. On the VR? I only got like halfway through. Too scary? No, I just fell asleep. the beginning scene is awesome

like I loved how they made it so much more graphic than the original it's like shocking yeah oh yeah I did not like it it bothered me he like bites his arm yeah it's just like yeah super intense

rips his arm off and the kid has like one arm and it's trying to get away kind of a weird synchronicity right there the hand the stretchy arm coming out of that sewer it was one of those big cement column things right by the river yeah it was a stretchy arm

so just reminded me of that scene that is creepy yeah I was just gonna say the arm just reminds me of a shadow entity, some kind of creature made of just darkness, empty space, which reminds me of, you know, the shadow person or the hat man, that kind of idea. Right. But being outside is interesting. And by the water, every time there's something by the water, it always just triggers that idea of the water being some kind of, oh, John, you had a good word for this in the past. One time we're talking about the concept of the water being some kind of medium for transdimensional

passage between this world and next. Transducer, I think John said. You said something that I thought was a good word for it. I had a good idea one time. You were impressed by it, John. I had a good idea at one point. But yes, so that was definitely an interesting story. Yeah, thank you, Danny. That was pretty great. Just fascinating to it sounds like the strange happenings,

whatever was haunting her and her family at that house, I mean, very likely seems followed her there or appeared there somehow because she was having so many, or maybe she's just sensitive to these things. She said these things did affect her and her father more, so maybe there's something about them. Did she have more insight on another paranormal experiences she was having? Yes, and actually I have one more account from her

that I really want to share on this episode because it is, so fantastic. So this next account is another one from Danny. And usually I break stories up from people into different episodes, but because there's two people actually that are featured in this episode where their stories are so connected that it was hard to separate them out. This is another one from Danny. Again, during her haunting experiences in Dayton, Ohio.

A lot of things happened in this house. So this happened Dayton, Ohio in 2019. And this one I called Braid Puller. In 2019, my boyfriend and I were living in this historic old house that was around 150 years old in downtown Dayton. One night, we were sleeping when I woke up out of a nightmare and was instantly stuck in sleep paralysis. I've been having SP since middle school, and I'm 28 now, so it's something I'm very used to. So I just tried to relax until it wore off or until I fell back asleep.

Across from our bed, we had a huge floor-standing mirror leaning against our wall, and the way it sat, you could see us, our bed, and the whole back. side of our bedroom. As I'm laying there, totally unable to move, I started to hear shuffling in our room. I began to panic and was trying to move my hand to touch my boyfriend to wake him up, but that didn't work. Then I saw a blurry figure walking back and forth inside the reflection of the mirror. It would only go as far as the full width the mirror would allow, back and forth, back and forth. Then, this figure, who I then realize is a total copy of me, shuffled out of the mirror and was now standing inside our room.

That was terrifying. Yeah. I was laying there stuck, following this thing with my eyes, as this thing that looked like me crawled around the floor of our room. Circling our bed, I was petrified, beyond comprehension. All of a sudden, my viewpoint changed. and I was able to see myself from up above, almost like I was in an OBE, viewing the experience from the ceiling. I saw this thing, which was wearing the same thing I went to bed in,

and even had its hair braided with a single braid down the back like I had. It was smiling from ear to ear, like a creepy maniac crouched behind the bed. It took its hands with long fingers and wrapped them around my braid and started to pull back. I could see myself lift up and see my neck being strained and could even feel it from up above. This thing was trying to pull me off my bed

with my braided hair and it was just smiling and looking up at me the whole time. I saw my mouth open as if I was trying to scream, but it was like the sound was sucked out of the room. Suddenly, I burst out of SP and my viewpoint was back to normal.

I looked around the room, room and didn't see anything. But I still felt as if I was being watched. It just didn't feel right in that room, so I snuggled in close to my boyfriend until sunrise. The next day, I didn't tell him what happened because I just needed to let it go and not bring it up. As I'm standing in our kitchen cutting up veggies for lunch, still with my hair and a long braid down my back, my boyfriend walks in and comes behind me and out of nowhere grabs my braid and pulls it back with his hands. I screamed, and he kind of jumped back, shocked that I reacted that way. It felt so similar to what I had experienced hours before.

I kept asking him why he did that, what made him pull it like that. He said he didn't know. He said he just wanted to. I started to get emotional and ended up explaining what had happened the night before. He then proceeds to tell me that I was whispering weird muffled words under my breath as I slept. He was obviously freaked out and said he didn't want to talk about it anymore. more creepy yeah that's really weird me and was he like pushed to do it not possessed but like somehow triggered triggered yeah maybe he picked up somehow on her experience even though he was the one

having it's how powerful yeah creature being was i mean creature being obviously the skeptical initial thought would be well a dream right just a terrifying like a sleep paralysis hallucination it's weird too the way that she describes it you know you think about doppelgangers and you think about astral entities, things just outside that we can sometimes see when having an out-of-body experience or an astral projection. It's interesting, too, to think that if she saw this thing, was she, when she was in sleep paralysis, was she in that hypnagogic state where you can maybe sometimes see faces or things that you can't normally see in this reality if that's what's really happening? But then when this thing comes out and starts threading her, it's almost like

her consciousness was like, I'm out of here as a protective measure and then popped out into the OBE experience where she could be, her conscience could be protected from that at the same time, was this thing trying to get into her body to possess her. And then that would leave her a vessel at that point, which is freaky. And then, but her boyfriend's laying there could potentially this thing have impacted him in some way, obviously. It made him want to pull the brain. It's interesting too. And I think the OBE is a very specific aspect to this account that you can connect to other experiences. Obviously with sleep paralysis. You have sleep paralysis being a big aspect to the out of body experience. My experience was like that. And exactly right, like we hear stories about things from somewhere else trying to take over people. That's one of the things I thought of when I was reading this account. This thing looks like her is coming towards her, pulling her off the bed. Is it trying to get into her while she's out of her body? That's another creepy aspect of the story that I think is fascinating to consider. Was there a purpose of possession in this intense case?

And again, like, you know, of course, as you mentioned earlier, the skeptical concepts will be related to, you know, a dream. Could this possibly just a simple dream or a sleep paralysis hallucination? But I think especially if you couple this with all the other phenomena, she's experienced unrelated to sleep paralysis in her home that her father's experienced, other members of her family. It makes it a lot more believable that there was something real going on in this experience. What if there's a connection to the black armed thing at the river? Exactly.

Sorry, Danny. I hope that you're not being haunted by these things. Things are still going on. Okay. So we might get some more accounts down the road, but definitely interesting. Just stay safe out there. in the land of the strange. Do you guys want to take a quick break?

Yeah. Cool. So, yes, but before we go to break, Jeremy, why don't you fill us in on what is going on for the expansion? Oh, the expansion. Yes. For those of you who are expansion members and those of you who are about to sign up to be, get ready.

Because if you heard our Nahani Valley episode, classic, and enjoyed the dark mystery of the Great White North, well, you're in for a treat because we are going to be exploring the mystery and the terror of Portlock, Alaska. Basically, if you guys don't know what it is, a quick breakdown of what we're going to be getting into is the legend, the town that exists there now, in the way it exists is a ghost town, and there's all kinds of mystery and lore they're going to be digging into, but the basic idea, Portlock or Port Chatham in Chatham Bay, Alaska, there was a small fishing cannery there, which later became a large fishing cannery. Anyways, there were people that were working

there fishermen, loggers, miners. There was a chromium mine in the area. So there was a small kind of village that was growing. It was starting to become a pretty established town from all accounts. But then suddenly, throughout a span of a couple decades, really, if you want to start at the 1930s, going up to the 1940s, there was reportedly a series of attacks, murders. Allegedly, by something, some unknown force in the wilderness. Now the native people there have a legend about a beast or a creature, a spirit even, fan. phantom-like, depending on how you want to interpret it. And we're going to get into all the details and nid gritty of the interpretations of the lore, but it is known as the Nantanak. A lot of people

say, oh, it's a big foot. That's how they would describe it, but there's some phantom-like supernatural aspects to this thing. So we'll get into that, the history of the derivation, how it connects to Nahani, actually, even though it's not right in the same area. It's still upper northwest, North American continent. Just a really interesting atmosphere, really fascinating story of why all these people just abandoned this town over this time period where there were these disappearances, mysterious deaths, reportedly will get into the skepticism, the fact, the fiction, and the true mystery of how this town became abandoned, and by what unnatural forces. Awesome.

Sounds awesome, man. Yeah, it'll be fun. So sign up, guys, sign up for the expansion, and we will regale you with the mystery. Go to bleepful.com and click on the big red, join the expansion button. And we will see you there. And now, enjoy this clip of the expansion episode. granted. Melania Helen Kell, Nanueluk's eldest resident, is frequently called upon around the village to impart her memories of how life used to be on this southernmost tip of the Kenai Peninsula.

Among her remembrances are medicines used to heal the sick and ways of preserving sea lion meat in barrels for winter. She also is one of the last to tell the ghostly story of how the village of Port Chatham came to be deserted. the abandoned town was shunned, and those who once lived there vowed to never return. Melania was born January 25, 1934, at Port Chatham, then a small village found it at the edge of a peaceful moorage. But when Melania was a baby, the family abruptly moved away from Chatham, leaving the house in every board of its frame behind. What frightening situation caused John and Helen Romanov to take their children and flee to Nanwilic.

We left our houses in the school and started all new here. Melania said in a recent interview, speaking in her traditional Sukston through translator Sally Ash. Now, that name's important, Sally. Keep that in mind, her translator. There was plentiful land here for gardening and people.

My parents built a house on the beach. What had frightened Melania's parents hadn't been a single event? Over a long period of time, a nantanuck, our big hairy creature, was reportedly terrorizing villagers. And Melania also told of the spirit of a woman dressed

in draping black clothes that would come out off the cliffs. Her dress was so long she would drag it. She had a very white face and would disappear back into the cliffs. The goose-bumped terror felt when people encountered these spirits was nothing compared to what happened to Melania's godfather, Andrew Kamluck. He was logging in 1931 when someone or something hit him over the head with a piece of log moving equipment

The blow reportedly killed him instantly Welcome friends Welcome back guys I hope you are in the mood for some more spooky tales Next we are getting into a specific area In California The Redlands Have you heard of this place guys?

No it sounds mysterious though It is apparently. The Redlands. Yes. Apparently a very haunted, very strange goings-ons in this part of the world. And we'll get into that after we recount some tales. And I should say when we're talking about the Redlands, there might be some things that we discussed that could be unnerving for certain listeners. If you're sensitive to animal mistreatment or child snatching.

None of this will be talked about in child snatching. Graphic detail. In case you have the kiddos listening. Yeah, these things will be mentioned. So just a heads up. Listener discretion. is advised. These two accounts come from Petra.

This first one I call Lock Away Your Cats. This one's for you. Oh, I don't like the sound of that. I considered almost holding these back for closer to Halloween listener stories, but they were too good. Oh, we'll get more. We have plenty of spooky stories.

Mentone is a small, unincorporated area next to the Redlands. Redlands is known for its churches and it's rich. I like to describe Mentone as a place where Redneck meets gangster. Lots of poor people in Mantone. Redlands also has a dark past. And lots of haunted places for such a small town. There is a park where there's a south-facing pentagram of palm trees and

redlands. The grass is worn into the pentagram shape between the trees, showing it is often walked. By whom, you ask? This happened in around 94. I was 15 at the time. It was close to Halloween. Around this time of year, everyone locked up their black cats inside. That's the thing. Is it? Yeah. Well, we can elaborate after. Go ahead. I was always told to do this. At the time, I didn't know about all the dark practices that happened in the area. I was watching the neighbors, kids, two of them. They were nine and six-ish. It was a nice fall afternoon, so we decided to take my dog for a walk. They didn't have a dog, and mine was super friends. As we were walking, we saw a white car in very good shape in a poor area, stop in the middle of the road.

Two women got out, opened the trunk, and then they carried something between them and placed it in the middle of the road. They got back in the car and drove away. We stopped a distance away. I was unsure of what was in the road. I handed the leash of my dog to one of the kids and told them to wait here. I then inspected what the woman had left. It was a black and white cat.

It had been gutted. It was a ritualistic looking cut. There was little to no blood. I ran back to the kids. They asked what it was. I changed the subject, said we should hurry home for dinner. The sight of that cat still haunts me. I think they were.

hoping the body would get run over to cover what they did to it. Every year after that, my cats were indoor cats around Halloween. I'm glad I moved from that area. I'll take Bigfoot over cults any day. I have more stories from the Redlands that I will share. I'm a skeptic about the supernatural, but there are some things I just can't explain. Me too. Yeah, that's disturbing. That's very disturbing. Yeah. Like one thing I can't explain is how can people so be short-sighted and just vacant of all emotion. Yeah. I think to gun a cat.

I guess if they're into the demonic, they don't have emotions like that. Well, then again, short-sightedness. We talk about all the time about the idea of people who get into dark arts. If you're actually using that for a trade

and it's like, there's no consequences. Yeah, right, exactly. Carmic trade. Yeah. Killing something for, you know, the purpose of gaining something. I guess we all eat meat,

but yeah. We are gaining. That's for vitamins. Yeah, they're trying to get like powers. Well, yeah. Vitamins. Depending on, Because depending on who you are, the eating of meat is a natural process that is a get-and-take of-

It's nothing to do with ritual. Right. Like, there's a, whenever magic is applied or some kind of deal with some... It's a trade. Some darkness. Sex magic. Yeah, but the idea of it being a trade that's, you're sacrificing not, it's not a relationship between you and the animal.

It's relationship with you and this other thing just beyond our realm. It's a very self-centered thing to do, too. Yeah. Oh, absolutely. And that's how I think makes it so dark. One of the things, obviously. But, uh... Sorry if you're a cat.

A Sacrifice, sir. That's true. We don't want to discriminate here. We're not trying to, you know, piss on someone's parade, but I probably should stop doing that. Anyway, but yes, I'd never heard of this area before and the occult practices that go on there, but apparently this is not an unknown thing to occur. Redlands? In the Redlands?

In the Redlands, California. So this is interesting. I pulled this from About Redlands.com. Two things Redlands is known for. Citrus and paranormal activity. It is allegedly one of the most haunted towns in America. from innocent spirits on swings to downright demonic apparitions. Our town has all kinds of ghastly happenings.

And the specific example I grabbed here from the article was about Prospect Park as this relates to the story. Not only was Prospect Park thought to be prime location for Satan worshippers to gather at night, but multiple murders have taken place there. In 2013, a man was arrested for assaulting and murdering a woman, and afterward her body was discovered in the park. However, this is not the most notable prospect crime.

In the late 1960s, an 11-year-old girl named Lee Ann was walking home from Kingsbury Elementary School. She was abducted and murdered. Police later found her body under the stage. Sad? Very sad. People who claimed to have ghostly encounters at Prospect Park all have reported the same thing, the sound of footsteps across the stage. And just the last corroborate thing here I have is from Reddit in regards to this area and people's personal experiences. John, we read this here under Haunted Places and Redlands.

When I went to Green Spot Bridge around midnight, I noticed a figure underneath the bridge. He was collecting rocks for some sort of altar, which we would find later. After I got closer to the bridge with my flashlight, I didn't see the figure anymore, but I did hear this creepy laughing. I looked around and saw a guy in a werewolf mask pull out a pocket knife. I heard the click as he got closer to me. Fearing for my life, I ran back to my car and pulled the windows up. He didn't seem to follow as I drove back home. When I came back early in the morning,

I noticed a pentagram formation with rocks and some blood in the middle. I don't know if that guy was a devil worshiper or just a crazy meth head. Meth head. Meth head. So this is a thing, huh? This is a thing. So I just wanted to bring that in because I was interesting in conversation. The guy also said in this feed that he noticed some devil worshippers in the orange groves,

which plays a key role into our next story. That's creepy. Yeah. And the orange gross. Exactly. And then someone responded to that. And this kind of shows that this is a common known thing if you're from the area. Someone responded to his comment here and said,

I think the amazing part here is that most of us could read that and assume it's nothing too out of the ordinary. So this is a common thing in this area. Pack of devil worshippers in the orange groves again. Apparently it's a hot spot. I do think that there are areas in the country in the world. Or there are like pockets of people that are practicing some dark carts. Kind of taking over the planet right now if you haven't noticed.

And they're not the people just like putting up a statue at a courthouse, you know, of a goat. These are people that are hiding underground. Working in the shadows, if you will. Okay, so the last account we have from the Redlands, from Petra, relate specifically to the Orange Grove. Jeremy, this is called the pool in the Orange Grove. And this takes place in Redlands, California, in 1999. I had a close friend whose family was very well off.

They had several acres of land with a good-sized house. His parents were out of town for a few days, and my boyfriend and I decided we would come over and hang out. They could golden eye, and I could swim in the pool. Before this, we had never stayed the night at his house. We had fun, played some video games, talked about setting up a role-playing game. At the time, we played D&D, and World of Darkness mainly. We just hung out.

We didn't drink or do any drugs. We were all completely sober. Well, the sun goes down, and I decided I wanted to go for a swim. The guys weren't down, so I went by myself. I was having fun in the water, diving in sometimes, sometimes just floating about, sometimes swimming around. Then I began to feel uncomfortable, like I was being watched. I chocked it up to paranoia. I was alone in a pool that was separate from the house in the middle of an orange grove.

Of course I was feeling paranoid. That's a creepy setting right there to me. Oh, yeah. Old pool in the middle of an orange grove at night, swimming alone. Separate from the house. Yeah. I swam around for a bit, but the feeling didn't go away. I decided I was going to dive in again.

I got out and jumped back in. The pool wasn't very deep, probably around 10 feet on the deep end. My toes touched the bottom like normal. And I kicked off toward the surface. Then I felt a hand grab my ankle. I kicked hard to surface fast. I then ran inside. I told my friend, he acted all casual about it.

He said, The ghost usually doesn't bother people. That's pretty a Californian. Not bad. I was a bit freaked out at this point. I went to the half-bath to change out of my swimsuit. The half-bath had a mirror along the wall opposite the door. The mirror was above the sink.

On either side of the sink along the ceiling were lights. One orb light on each side. While I was changing, I looked over at the mirror. I saw a head and two hands come out of the mirror. I quickly dressed and ran out of that room. I headed into the sunroom where the guys were. The back wall of the half-bath was the main wall. at the sunroom. I again told my friend, he then told me about the wine cellar in the sunroom.

The wine cellar in the sunroom is directly behind the half bath. When his family moved in, there was a piano in the wine cellar. They had to have it dismantled to get it out. At the time I considered myself a wickon, I pulled out a small stone out of my bag that I had put a protection spell on. That stone didn't leave my hand all night. I also didn't really sleep that night. I was quite happy to head home in the morning. I never went to his house, without protection again. The ghost never bothered me after that. Okay, to be grabbed in a pool.

Yeah, everybody's nightmare. And especially in the dark at night. Yeah. In the, I don't know, something about being in a grove of trees, too. Very eerie. Mm-hmm. And, of course, you know, seeing someone kind of a mirror is pretty terrifying. Yeah.

That reminds me of a, are you afraid of the dark episode that always haunted me? I think it was called like the dead float or the zombie float. Oh, yeah. This basically shows up in pools and pulls people down. Yeah, this like corpse thing will grab you when you're swimming in the, pool. I had constant fears about that growing up. I should have asked her about that wine cellar because when she talked about the piano, it sounded like she was alluding to something going on in there. Anyway, yeah, interesting story to be sure. Yeah, thank you, Patrick for that. That was pretty

creepy. Yeah, if I ever go the Redlands, I'll be sure to keep my eyes out. Stay away from Orange Groves. Well, let's wrap this episode up with a nicer tale, but also kind of sweet. This story comes from Laura. This occurred at her fiance's house in around 2011. About 10 years ago after a very turbulent time in my life, I ended up making a new life for myself in Canada. The trials of driving cross-country and dealing with a move over international borders left me and my fiancée at the time, now husband, bone-weary. About a week after arrival, and still wiped out from the moving stress, we had fallen asleep early with the windows and fan on since the day had been very warm and had kicked the only blanket off the end. of the bed. Being Canada, however, the night cooled fast and I woke up shivering. Being so tired and half asleep, instead of closing the windows and turning off the fan, I just turned on my side and

curled up closer to my future husband, who was sleeping on his side facing away from me. I then went into a deep dream. In this dream, I was sitting on the floor of my deceased grandmother's house, and it was pitch black, like the kind of black you experience deep in a cave when you turn the flashlight off. Around me I could hear shuffling, but was totally unafraid, more curious than anything. As I was sitting there, I felt a familiar fabric sweep against me. I knew automatically that it was my grandmother's furry house robe that she would wear every morning making breakfast. After that, I felt warmth come over my legs, then torso. In the dream, I calmly said,

Thank you The second I said this I became fully and instantly awake and aware of a blanket being gently tucked around my shoulders I instantaneously realized what I was experiencing and an electric chill washed over me

the blanket had been unceremoniously dumped in the floor at the end of the bed was now tucked around me I laid very still and knew knew if I had turned over at that moment I would have seen my grandmother. My fiance, a very heavy sleeper, was still snoring beside me in the same position, and we were the only ones in the house. Gathering my courage, I finally turned over.

Of course, nothing was there. I still profoundly felt like I had momentarily stepped outside of our universe, though. I laid in bed the rest of the night and pondered the experience, finally coming to the conclusion that it was just my grandmother letting me know that in trying time, I was, she was still there to tuck me in at the end of the day. That's super sweet, yeah. Super sweet, like orange fields. Nice turn for me, the citrus fields of terrifying redland. That's very nice.

Yeah, I love those kinds of experiences and stories. Yeah, the supernatural isn't all horrifying. A lot of times it's reassuring. It's mostly great. It's interesting. I didn't bring it in this episode, but there's a story we'll do later on that is reminiscent of this

because it involves the same sort of thing of someone, but they were in a dream, having these reoccurring dreams of visiting someone that died in a car wreck and they're in this dark, same thing, dark like a cave, and then there's a spotlight with a person. Typical. First they get kicked out, the bouncer says you can't be there. Then they go back and say, it's a really interesting story.

We'll talk about it, maybe on the next listener stories episode, but definitely. I look forward to the next one after these smashing stories. That's a fun one. Yeah, I thought some pretty fascinating tales. Good job, Chris. You gathered some of the top stories, I think. Chris the Gatherer. Thank you.

And thank our listeners, because without the listeners, this would not be here at all. Thank you to everyone who submitted their stories. If you haven't heard them on the show, Stick around. They may be coming up. And regardless, we will have them all publish on our website eventually. Yes. And then as John said earlier, we'll be looking for other ways to get more stories out faster. Sometimes it just feels good to get them off your chest too, right? Absolutely. Yeah, for sure. We do read them all. And this doesn't have to be the end of your belief whole time right now. You can head on over to the expansion. Because right now, a brand new episode of mysterious Great White North mystery is waiting for you.

Don't let it end. And it is a great story too. Yes. And I dug deep. I got some original research. in there. We've got like 60 episodes over there plus another 30 from our first season. You've got 200 hours of more content. Maybe not that much, but a lot. Oh, at least that much. You think? I think so. Because some of our first season episodes were like two, three hours. Don't waste any more time. Get over there and support the show. All right, guys. Well, on that note, we have some very special people to thank. Yes, we do. Thank you to everyone who's left reviews. If you love the show and you like what we do, leave reviews, spread the word. And thank you so much for being here and helping us grow. It really means everything to us.

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Great White North? There you go. The Great White North and the mysteries they're in. It's going to be great. Alaska is a place of mystery. Mysteries. We're about to explore that. So check it out, guys.

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