All I got is when my cousin's first kid Ricky was a baby. They had a baby monitor and

on channel 2 it picked up another crib with someone else's baby.

No biggie until the baby disappeared never to return.

Crib still the same cover"s never made toys in same place.

If you were to translate this into English, what would it mean, exactly?

Just curious.  Thanks.

My Gibberish to English translator is not working right now.

Video baby monitor was picking up a video feed of someone elses video monitor when switched to a different channel. Mystery neighbor baby disappeared one day and never came into view of the monitor again, and the crib was never made, nor were the toys moved.

I think that's what he meant, anyway.

one of my best friends lives in a house that was new when he bought it. he doesn`t know if there was a house in the area before, but he has a little girl in there.  both he and his wife have seen her off to the side, and they hear her laugh, usually right behind them. they have gotten used to her & don`t see her as spooky at all, just a friendly spirit that happens to like them.  my friend is not one to BS & make up crap, he`s solid.

Okay I get it now, thanks.



Yes!  I am retard!



...aaaand another BTT for the best thread in GD.

they get distemper too, and some of the behavior mimics rabid.

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Hmmm, not too far from me.  I might have to invest in some silver bullets.

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Anyone here familiar with the M cave incident?

So short version is this guy who said he was the son of an area 51 worker was posting on reddit about area 51 stuff and this guy commented that he was a hiker/backpacker/cave explorer who spent a lot of time out in the Nevada wilderness. He found an M shaped cave which gave him a weird vibration throughout his body and a sense of dread. He left cause it was freaking him out but went back out there and  He made a YouTube video trying to find it again but couldn't.

Then some random guy posts on the hikers youtube warning him to never go back to the M shaped cave and if he goes in, he'll never come out. So this guy goes back out there again looking for the M cave and then disappears. After SAR goes looking for him only thing they find is his cell phone. This happened like 2 years ago I think. The guys videos are still on YouTube and they still to this day have never found any trace of the guy. There are also other vids of people trying to retrace his path and possibly find him or the M cave.

LOL!!!!

Suicide. He was suicidal for a while and even told his girlfriend that he was going to do it and no one would ever find him.

Well I think that things got a bit compounded when he died. He had always been a bit of an alcoholic, he and I had a parting of the ways when he showed up at my house a couple times completely wasted scaring the wife and kids. I told him to stay away and after bailing him out a couple times and failing to get him into AA I broke off all contact with him. I told him to let me know when he got himself straightened out. He died in the townhouse after a massive stroke. I found out about a month after his death that he'd died. He'd been locked in the townhouse for a couple weeks with his two dogs. The dogs were hail and hearty when his body was found. Needless to say I personally wouldn't want to own that townhouse.

Had a vivid scary dream last night. Very vivid.

My girlfriend and I are heading across either a large lake or river walking on a two land road.  The road is the type you see in flat areas raise up on a levee above marshes, etc.  
in the dream I was apprehensive but we struck out anyway.  There was a wide bridge with a roof covering it but open on the sides with metal piers holding the roof.  As we approached it there was this young man sitting to the right side at some table or bench. No lights- just moonlight but we could see his face and watch him follow us with his eyes.  I made eye contact and just said “Uh uh! No “.

We kept walking and I suddenly felt more than heard movement behind us.  
Two men, one being the young guy, were running stealthily up behind us with the young one starting to flank us on the right.  
Heart pounding I turned towards them and instead of my pistol I was carrying my old Buck 119 knife.  So I pulled it and yelled “back off now or I’ll cut you!”
They put the hands up palms forward and backed off but kept following at a distance.  
All of the sudden I realized I had turned my back to anything ahead of us and heard my girlfriend sort of whimper or cry.  
This big man with long hair strides out of the dark and is right between us before I could take a breath.  He looked her, never looked at me and walked quickly right past us.  I had the impression he chased off the two attackers but never saw it.  
Woke up right then.

Very vivid dream.  I knew we shouldn’t have tried to walk wherever we were headed - in the dream.

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Reported, call out post.

When I was younger and my family and I moved to a different part of the country, this is back in South Africa, I was about 15 - 16yrs old.

We rented a house in a normal neighborhood. The house was not old or anything, not a new build either. Anyway, we weren't there for long and we all started feeling there was something a bit off with the place.

A few weeks in and I remember watching TV on my own late at night, everyone was asleep. I all of a sudden I felt very uneasy and decided to go to bed, I turned off the TV and as I flicked the light in the lounge off, the radio, which had not been on turned on, I thought the light switch may have messed with the power supply in the house, the sudden turning off the light caused a power surge which turned the radio on.

I turned it off and as I walked out of the room it and the TV turned on again and started searching the channels. I thought it was strange, but a part of me didn't want to admit anything was wrong, so I turned it off again. As I started to walk out again, the TV and the radio both came on. I turned them off and ran like a mad thing to my room. That was the first time.

Then, a few days later I was home alone, it was a bright sunny day and I decided to make myself some coffee. As I was pouring the water into the mug, I said out loud to myself, this is going to be a nice cup of coffee. As I said that, I heard, both in my head and out loud at the same time what sounded like a young female say "What about me?" as if asking where her cup of coffee was. I turned around and in a split second I saw, fading away as I looked, a young girl with slightly longer than shoulder length brown curly hear and blue eyes looking at me, she wore an old style dark blue dress with like a white apron or front part of the dress. The dress had white trim, it looked like a dress from the 1800's early 1900's. She wasn't solid for more than a second if that long and faded away as I looked at her in the doorway.

I was so surprised at how calm I was, I slowly put the mug down and walked outside and I spent a wonderful rest of the sunny day outside the house until my parents came home. convincing myself I saw nothing but my imagination.

That was the last time anything happened that I remember, the feeling something was off remained for the rest of our time there, never a bad feeling, just something not right. we never stayed long, we moved again after a few months and than 12 months later came to NZ.

Honestly, my personal guess at this point is a mix of the seizure disorder I was unaware of, the pituitary tumor playing havoc with hormones and brain chemistry, then undiagnosed complex apnea (blood O2 dropped to an average of 73% during the sleep study), plus a TBI.  Thankfully my health has really improved over the last year and a half due to a new (and awesome) specialist. Hoping to be back to it in the next year or two, although starting over from scratch in life is going to be weird at 35.

So yeah, entirely possible. That or my ex was a magnet for weird. Blaming the ex is more fun to talk about though.

It still doesn’t explain the shit other people present saw/experienced.  Multiple people saw creepy kid, scratches, etc. But I’m certainly willing to accept health issues as a solid part of some of it. That’s less creepy though.  Either way, I’ll call my life being less weird a win, no matter the reason.  The ex can keep the creepy shit IMO,

More creepy old house stories.

Probably mid November several probably a decade ago, I went out in the evening to feed the Saint Bernard (RIP Duke) to find a bunch of albino (or at least white with red eyes) rabbits munching on one of those 5# logs of ground hamburger.  It was certainly unsettling to say the least.  Turns out one of the friends we rented to had missed bringing it in to put in the deep freeze.  Still, meat eating rabbits.  Yeah, I know they’ll do it if they get the opportunity, but wtf.

Did I mention the ex MIL had a room that was wall to wall porcelain dolls.  Some modern, some were (I think) antique with real hair, etc.  Nobody, and I mean nobody we knew wanted to be in that room more than a minute or two.  Granted it’s just creepy ass dolls, but it always felt like you were being watched.  We just decided to keep that room closed and locked.  Naturally, that was the room that the pipes froze up in one winter.  Even the guys working on the pipes were creeped out in there, not that I blame them.

Half the foundation was packed earth, the other was concrete due to how the place was built.  The winter that the MIL passed was probably the coldest I’ve experienced up here, and that’s saying something.  It didn’t get above -70f for 2-3 weeks solid.  I ended up taking off work, spending most of the day splitting extra firewood, keeping the fuel tank topped off, etc.  Went through probably 200 gallons of heating fuel and a cord of firewood keeping the house heated during that, and it was a deliciously warm 40 something degrees inside.  Anyhow, when I knew that there was no way I was going to be able to keep pipes from breaking, I pickled what I could, the went into the crawl space to cut some pipes.  At least if I knew where the breaks were and that stuff was drained, it would be easy to fix later.

Yeah, you remember that creepy as utility room I was talking about in the previous posts?  Guess where the plywood hatch to the crawl space was... 2 maybe 3 feet deep in places, all unevenly hand dug under probably 1000 square feet of building, with two shitty ass lightbulbs in the whole thing.  The whole time I was down there I was seriously expecting to feel something grab my legs and drag me into the abyss.  Never had claustrophobia before, haven’t had it since, but I got the hell out of there like Satan was coming at me with a bottle of lube.  Since the ex was down in visiting her mom while she was in hospice, the only person that would know I was missing was the cat as Duke had passed the previous year.

Speaking of Duke again, he absolutely HATED that back room.  There were a couple nights that it was too cold for him to be outside, so he’d be in the garage and utility room as both were heated but lower temps than the rest of the house.  We all got woken up by him barking and snarling a few times at something.  Never did figure out what, but when a nearly 275# adult purebred Saint loses his shit, everyone in a mile knows it.  Scared off wolves at least once doing that while outside.  Giant puppy that didn’t realize he was that huge, he’d bodycheck people trying to play with him.  

Really wishing I had some photos of him, they all went in the circular file since the ex was in them.  That or they got lost in the abyss somewhere.

Pretty interesting video

Was in my bedroom with my oldest last week. He was playing with his hot wheels on my wife's dresser which is next to the door to the left. The dog was in the room and was getting in the way so I told him he needed to go out into the living room where his dog bed is. Put the dog out of the room and shut the door. Oldest standing next to me, hot wheels in each hand. As soon as I closed the door, 4 very fast and distinct knocks occurred just below the door handle. I look at my kid, he looks back up at me and immediately drops his cars and opens the door, so I know he heard it also, nothing there. I'm creeped out as my kid is in the room with me, he didn't knock. My youngest still isn't crawling yet, and my MIL is across the house with my youngest, and both are napping. Wasn't the dog. He doesn't knock.

Tail wagging and smacking the door before he walked off?

Lab rottie mix, no tail. cropped before I got him. I also watched him walk into the living room before shutting the door to make sure he was going to his bed.

Very well trained also. When he wants in the room he jiggles the door handle with his nose and sits waiting to be let in. Never 'knocks' or bangs on the door.

Time for a bump

This is kind of long, but if you have time for it, it is pretty creepy.

I got a kick out of it.

Bump so it doesn't die

I thought this was pretty creepy. Must be a lot of activity in Iraq.

Creepy indeed. I recently saw that on a show called "Paranormal: Caught On Tape" on the Travel Channel. Pretty cool show. The "experts" don't ever seem to try and debunk anything. Still entertaining, though.

It stayed interesting.

Just like always; plenty of room below the frame to fake that.

Just tie fishing line to an object and have someone off camera pull it:

So one day mid-November my friend and I decide to go Elk hunting. We had general tags and decided to go hunt in the desert a few miles from our houses. Idaho desert covered in snow is very eerie. Everything is completely still and silent. I get creeped out easily and I was already a little creeped out. We walk the ridgelines on a few hills for a while and decide to drop down and walk through a small valley. While we are walking through shoulder height sage brush, we come to a small clearing, probably about a 10 foot diameter circle. We think nothing of it and keep walking. Keep in mind this area is remote with the nearest house being miles away, we saw no hunters/cars/people on our way in or since we had been walking. In the middle of this clearing, we find a single, large, fresh boot print in the snow. My buddy goes, "What the fuck is this?!" I thought maybe one of us had made it and we didn't know that we did. We both made a print from our boots next to it and they were completely different from the one we had found. The other weird thing about this is that because this was in a clearing, there were no prints around the one we found, someone would have to have stepped 8 feet to make one print in the middle of this clearing and leave no other signs. As we are discussing this occurrence and looking for the trail of the person who left the print, I hear a long whistle. "Did you fucking hear that???" I asked. I looked at my friend who is not freaked out easily and he looked scared shitless. He heard it too.It was ot like any animal I had ever heard, it definitely sounded human. It was strange because that one sound, to me, almost sounded sinister, like whoever or whatever was making it was taunting us. We felt it was related to the bootprint because we heard the whistle after we saw the print. We started scanning the ridgelines and hills around us and saw nothing. I double checked my 11-87 to see I had 00 buck in the chamber and we got the fuck outta there. We heard and saw nothing on the hike out but the hair on the back of my neck was standing up the entire time and I felt like I was being watched. Needless to say I haven't been back

Its always fake. Sometimes they do a  good job though and its entertaining.

Buckshot for elk? I didn't know that was allowed.

In some states I think it is.  I am not an Elmer though, so don’t take this as gospel.

Lived in this area most of my life and I've never heard of this...

Sir, damn you.  Yes, I nearly had a heart attack.

Ummm

It sounds like you know who killed your brother, and have for awhile.

Why is that murdering ho still breathing

Babylon was about 50 miles South of Baghdad.

I worked night shift all 4 years I was a Soldier (even TRADOC).  I remember one night we were doing PT around 2am and I was running along some road on W Ft Hood.  Armadillo runs out right in front of us.  It's not a road that has lights, but with moonlight we can see moderately ok.  We see something there and I dont freeze I just keep pace and veer around it.  Both my buddies sprinted 100mph outa there directly over it and one swears he stepped on it.

I gave them soooo much shit for not thinking clearly and just spazzing out over that one lol

I took that to mean fat jaded women and not fuzzy little critters

I was thinking U of M coeds.

So the dog just started barking and I heard a female voice talking to it. Odd, since
I am home alone. I go to check it out and dog is laying down...and there is no one else
here in the house. I have gotten used to the footsteps upstairs and on the stairs when the
house is empty but this is new...a voice interacting with the dog.

Unless the cat has learned to talk yet another case of my house being haunted as heck.

Not much, but yesterday while the wife and I were cleaning the house, I was in the 1st floor 1/2 bath and heard three distinct raps, exactly like someone was knocking on the front door.  As the front door is 10' from the 1/2 bath and clearly visible once out of the bathroom, I step out and started toward the door, only to see that there no-one there.  To help clarify, we have a double door at the entry and both sides are 80% glass.  It was literally only a second or two at most from when I heard it to seeing the doors.  There is a wall to the right (looking out) that runs perpendicular to the plane of the door for around 15' or so.  To the left is a large window, floor to 8' high, 4' to 5' in width.  I suppose it's just barely possible for someone to have knocked and gotten out of sight to the left, but I find it unlikely.
The wife claims not to have heard it and not to have done it.
We've been in the house for 16 years and that's the only weird thing that's happened.

Had something similar happen one night when I was in highschool. Heard a woman's voice say my dog's name. No one else home. My dog heard it too, and jumped off the couch and stared down into the dark stairwell that the voice came from.

Thankfully I didn't see anything. Not sure how well I would have handled that.

Got one that just happened last night.  I was drifting off to sleep and was woke up by the cat jumping on the bed.  Only problem was she hadn’t come in the bedroom to go to bed yet so the bedroom door was still closed.
Only thing I can figure is that I jerked going to sleep and woke myself up.  Only one cat has ever slept on the bed and he is still alive

Yeah I would have shit myself probably.

It always creeps me out when my dog stares into thin air like he sees something or someone that isn't there.

Hearing a voice on top of that?



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I have to agree, It is NOT a good indication.  Living in a violated cemetery can be interesting...to put it mildly.

Worst thing ever? Came home one day and I could not open the front door.
 A casket full of dirt prevented me from opening it. That was a bit scary.

My property is fucked. I hate Asheville....