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The Flood / Re: Weirdest "Paranormal" or "occult" Thing You've Done/Experienced?
« on: June 07, 2015, 03:32:44 PM »
My friend grew up in the northern Iron Ranges of Minnesota, which as places go can get rural as fuck if you're outside the mining towns that dot the counties. I'm talking maybe 100 people going to one school, so everyone was pretty tight knit and knew each other. What was there wasn't exactly Indian land ever, but when you really get into the Minnesota woods you don't need to be over some ancient burial ground for spooky scary skellingtons to be encountered. Simply being in the North Woods is enough.
Another thing to note is stuff over there is old. They may have had plumbing and electricity, but almost as a rule, they were certainly more additions to the places that were already there, rather than new construction. As such you had quirky style housings that only really made sense if they were built a little past the days when Minnesota was just coming out of its Territory days.
My friend (who from now on we'll just call David for simplicities sake) had been born and raised there. And he had few friends of his own up in the hills. One of Davids friends possessed one of those quirky housings from before. Where the main house was on top of a hill overlooking the area, and their basement (for lack of a better term) was completely separated from their house and instead dug into the bottom of the hill. It got pretty expansive and neither of us think Storage Space when we think of what that space was originally meant for. But for better or worse, that's what that space was used for.
David and his friend were visiting one day and his friend decided it would be fun to break out the old NES and play a few video games. Agreeing, David and his friend searched the house looking for the system. Unable to find it they asked his friend mother who said she had put it into storage since the thing barely got any use anyhow. Frustrated and defeated David and his friend moved outside and began the walk down the hill to the basement where their quarry lay.
The sun shone down upon the two as they unlocked the door and opened it wide. The creek echoed through the dusty hole as the sun shown in, only barely enough to observe the single light in the basement, hanging from a chain swinging back and forth. At first they assumed it was just the fresh air that breathed life and motion to the bulb, and shrugged it off. The friend switching on the light and grabbing a nearby flashlight revealing piles upon piles of stuff, strewn about the deep cavernous basement. After instructing David to look around the area closest to the light, his friend ventured deeper into the unlit part of the basement, to find their NES.
It was a few minutes of boring searching, coming across all manner of trinkets and doo-dads, but not the NES of which they searched. David occasionally heard rustling in the piles of stuff, assuming it was his friend, he continued his search. Then a loud crash echoed from deeper in. David called to his friend, who responded with a scream as he ran past David, yelling for him to follow behind. David quickly followed, catching a glimpse of something orange chasing behind him. Quickly reaching the door, Davids friend waited for him, before slamming the door behind him and locking it. As David fell to the ground, turning around he saw the door bend and warp, from | to (, as if a large force demanded exit from the dark hole where it had been trapped.
Davids friend at first refused to talk about what he had seen, or that he had seen anything at all. But after a bit of coaxing a description was finally obtained. It was that of a humanoid female, human torso, legs, arms the hole shebang. But in place of a head their lay that of one of the large cats that roamed the woods. Growling and snarling, and perhaps looking for a snack, on its way out of its prison.
Needless to say, my friend did not play NES that day, or any day since.
Another thing to note is stuff over there is old. They may have had plumbing and electricity, but almost as a rule, they were certainly more additions to the places that were already there, rather than new construction. As such you had quirky style housings that only really made sense if they were built a little past the days when Minnesota was just coming out of its Territory days.
My friend (who from now on we'll just call David for simplicities sake) had been born and raised there. And he had few friends of his own up in the hills. One of Davids friends possessed one of those quirky housings from before. Where the main house was on top of a hill overlooking the area, and their basement (for lack of a better term) was completely separated from their house and instead dug into the bottom of the hill. It got pretty expansive and neither of us think Storage Space when we think of what that space was originally meant for. But for better or worse, that's what that space was used for.
David and his friend were visiting one day and his friend decided it would be fun to break out the old NES and play a few video games. Agreeing, David and his friend searched the house looking for the system. Unable to find it they asked his friend mother who said she had put it into storage since the thing barely got any use anyhow. Frustrated and defeated David and his friend moved outside and began the walk down the hill to the basement where their quarry lay.
The sun shone down upon the two as they unlocked the door and opened it wide. The creek echoed through the dusty hole as the sun shown in, only barely enough to observe the single light in the basement, hanging from a chain swinging back and forth. At first they assumed it was just the fresh air that breathed life and motion to the bulb, and shrugged it off. The friend switching on the light and grabbing a nearby flashlight revealing piles upon piles of stuff, strewn about the deep cavernous basement. After instructing David to look around the area closest to the light, his friend ventured deeper into the unlit part of the basement, to find their NES.
It was a few minutes of boring searching, coming across all manner of trinkets and doo-dads, but not the NES of which they searched. David occasionally heard rustling in the piles of stuff, assuming it was his friend, he continued his search. Then a loud crash echoed from deeper in. David called to his friend, who responded with a scream as he ran past David, yelling for him to follow behind. David quickly followed, catching a glimpse of something orange chasing behind him. Quickly reaching the door, Davids friend waited for him, before slamming the door behind him and locking it. As David fell to the ground, turning around he saw the door bend and warp, from | to (, as if a large force demanded exit from the dark hole where it had been trapped.
Davids friend at first refused to talk about what he had seen, or that he had seen anything at all. But after a bit of coaxing a description was finally obtained. It was that of a humanoid female, human torso, legs, arms the hole shebang. But in place of a head their lay that of one of the large cats that roamed the woods. Growling and snarling, and perhaps looking for a snack, on its way out of its prison.
Needless to say, my friend did not play NES that day, or any day since.
