chapotraphouse

okay i have a true story to tell

so i was driving home, late at night, after finishing a shift at the bar i worked in, hungry and tired from work. so i dont know what i actually saw.

but while i was driving, something scuttled across the road in front of me. it was really weird, and i couldnt see very well because it was at the edge of my headlights. but it looked to be a meter tall, with two very long skinny legs, like a heron or something, and a small round torso. so, could have been a heron, there are some of those around - but it ran on its legs in a way that birds dont. like, it scittered across the road like a person. birds dont run that fast, and herons certainly dont.

it was probably a dog or something, and i just didnt see right, because, like i said, i was hungry, tired, and irritated from work, and it was dark. but the way it moved was very weird.

maybe it was some kind of homunculus

I have a true story from when I was a kid.

So I grew up on an island on a remote farm. The only way to get there was with a ferry and we often had to come home alone in the dark after hobbies or school.

One night I was biking home from the ferry along the dark forest road. I had a hard time seeing where I was because my bike light was broken. The only light was moonlight that just barely allowed me to see where the side of the road was, I was all alone.

Then, all of a sudden, even that smallest light just went out. It felt like someone flipped a switch. It got so dark that I was no longer able to see where I was going and it freaked me out so bad. It felt like I wasn't alone and like there was someone behind me.

When I finally made my way all the way to our farm road, I was very scared. I started to see better coming out of the forest, so I started driving faster. It still felt like there was someone behind me.

When I got very close to home, maybe 400 meters away or so, I clearly felt something crab my bike from behind. This force or whatever it was, started pushing my bike, it felt so strong. I panicked and just drove like the wind. Once I got to the front of our old farmhouse I had difficulties stopping because the push from behind felt so strong.

I forced the bike to fall to one side and ran inside as fast I could, never daring to look behind me.

I know a scary story that easily beats Lovecraft's work, that involves a voracious, life-destroying, insatiably hungry entity that has billions of thralls, millions of high priests, yet for all the prayer and prophecy put forward by such devotees, is utterly indifferent to such lowly creatures and continues to consume and destroy and expand.

I have the scariest story to tell you (warning: very scary):

I have a few stories.

1.) I've told the one when I talked to the guy from the D.I.A before and he basically broke it down to me that America has a massive labyrinth of nationwide tunnels used for transporting military gear and some of these take 8-minute elevator rides down to the earth to access them. What's creepy to me is thinking about what is down there. The D.U.M.Bs are declassified; every other conspiracy theory about it is basically bullshit so it's nothing van-visit worthy but still, spooky stuff.

2.) Secondly is when I was 11 years old. My father and I were sitting together as I was watching him play Everquest on the computer. I go to the kitchen to grab a drink and there is just this massive, shadowy figure sitting on the steps.

You couldn't make out any facial features; but he had short hair, was wearing some sort of puffy jacket and was just staring down at the kitchen floor. Kitchen itself was pitch-black; some cast-off light from the monitor in the living room but the figure on the two-step stairs in the kitchen was even darker like wet ink on black paper.

Said "Hey dad, is Andy over?" (dad's brother/my step-uncle) and he turned around, saw it; asked it "hello?" a few times before flipping on the lights. As soon as the lights came on the figure disappeared entirely as if it went with the light. Never saw anything like that again; would've dismissed it as bullshit if my dad didn't see it too.

3.) We got a pitbull a bit later on, only lived in that house for a bit longer after that. Pitbull used to go over to that same staircase and just sit and stare at it. She's a super friendly dog, was the same position she did when she was waiting for pets. The most unbelievable part of the entire "tale" is that when we came home on the last four days we were moving out our entire dining room chair-set (I say set but it was 3 scavenged road-side chairs) was stacked on top of each other and all the meat in our freezer was gone. For some reason, my mother's jewelry was put into the freezer. Nothing was missing other than meat. We were all out of the house and no one else had the key AND lived on a second story.

We still joke about it to this day even though none of us have any fucking idea what happened. My dad said a crazy came, took our meat, hid our jewelry and left after stacking our chairs. Honestly seems more believable than ghosts, but we didn't have any cameras. This "activity" was never regular at all. We could go months without seeing or feeling anything.

And no, I don't have schizophrenia. We also had carbon monoxide detectors.

A short but fun kids-are-scary story.

When our oldest was 1-2yo, we were reading some Halloween themed picture book and having them point at the pictures.

"Where is the bat?"

points at bat on page

"That's right! Now where is the skeleton?"

points at skeleton on page

"Great! Now where is the ghost?"

instantly turns and points over my shoulder towards the empty corner of the room

"..................heh, how about the ghost in the book buddy..."

points at ghost on page

Please stop scaring me.

Nobody was there, but there was a shoe, sticking out of the mud, just a few feet behind him.

Maybe the shoe was from one kf those feet

A spectre is haunting Europe... the spectre of communism.

There was once a skeleton. It did, a scary dance.

Boo!

Once upon a time I was poopin so I head to Hex dot bear for some quality entertainment....

504 gateway timeout

This isn’t that scary but it’s real and spooked me at the time. Two years ago I was on a date and I was driving us up a wooded mountain road to an overlook late at night. We were looking forward to the view because it was a moonless night and we’d be overlooking our town, but yeah just pitch black out. I’m driving pretty slow given the type of road and conditions, lots of turns and switchbacks yknow. Anyways we round a corner and on the side of the road is this huge hideous creature. It is pale, at least 6 feet long, 4 legged but standing on its hind legs, with wrinkly skin and no discernible fur. My first thought was that it was a mangy bear, but it was larger than the black bears we have here and some of its features and movements were absolutely unlike any bear I’ve seen. Its legs were less thick and structured more like those of a dog or cat that had been scaled up. Its face also didn’t look like it had a snout, but was more human like almost? I don’t know how to describe it but it was ugly, unnatural, and terrifying. It looked towards us as we rounded the corner, then turned quickly with an action I can only describe as a snapping motion and ran into the bushes adjacent to it. Overall the interaction was only a few seconds but I think about it every time I drive or hike in that area. I tell myself it was a bear with some sort of skin disease but deep down I don’t believe that at all. Anyway we had a nice time at the overlook after that, but every rustle and snap we heard that night had me on edge lol

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