Creepy unsolved/paranormal/strange events thread

I think the black-eyed people are still the creepiest stories in the last few pages. :{

Fortunately I'm pretty conscious about looking people in the eyes. NOW I'M READY!
 
So for the The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam book with the ripped page in the Taman Shud case, did someone just leave the book in the doctor's car? It didn't really say much about that dude on wiki other than that his identity being suppressed by court...
 
I have a hard time not believing in the paranormal. People I trust shared some stories - I just can't discredit'em all. Stuff like out-of-body experiences and spirits have been part of humanity from (almost) the beginning.
 
I have a hard time not believing in the paranormal. People I trust shared some stories - I just can't discredit'em all. Stuff like out-of-body experiences and spirits have been part of humanity from (almost) the beginning.

Funny how after thousands of years it is still up in the air.

Wouldn't it be settled as a fact by now?
 
When I was 8-10 years old, some strange things happened.

I had an out of body experience, just "flying" around my room, seeing myself lying in the bed. I remember it being very, very unsettling, trying to move but I couldn't.

Another story is the week my family stayed at my aunts flat. Somewhere in the night the door of my cousins room (where we slept) opened slightly and my grand-grandmother came in. I was half asleep and she told me to sleep well. It was my grand-grandma, no way it could have been anybody else. Us kids got up very early so we could play on my cousins Mega Drive (they only had one TV, and when the adults wanted to watch TV we were screwed), and I asked my aunt when grand-grandmother had arrived. She told me that she had been at hospital for a few days and couldn't come. You know what the end of the story is... later a call arrived that granny had died that night. My mother and aunt were more shocked about my story at that time than myself.
 
Another story is the week my family stayed at my aunts flat. Somewhere in the night the door of my cousins room (where we slept) opened slightly and my grand-grandmother came in. I was half asleep and she told me to sleep well. It was my grand-grandma, no way it could have been anybody else. Us kids got up very early so we could play on my cousins Mega Drive (they only had one TV, and when the adults wanted to watch TV we were screwed), and I asked my aunt when grand-grandmother had arrived. She told me that she had been at hospital for a few days and couldn't come. You know what the end of the story is... later a call arrived that granny had died that night. My mother and aunt were more shocked about my story at that time than myself.

That story is actually a little sweet. Like she wanted to say good night to you kids one last time before she left this world.
 
I kind of hope it never is. I like not knowing. I like getting scared now and then. Everything else gets ruined.

Ignrorance is bliss, I guess.

It would be nice of there were mystery, and things that go bump in the night.

Unfortunately, there isn't.
 
Funny how after thousands of years it is still up in the air.

Wouldn't it be settled as a fact by now?

Here is the proof you seek:

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I have a hard time not believing in the paranormal. People I trust shared some stories - I just can't discredit'em all. Stuff like out-of-body experiences and spirits have been part of humanity from (almost) the beginning.

Out of body experiences are actually pretty well understood - Turns out there's a part of the brain responsible for making you feel like you are indeed "in" your body. Through a combination of drugs and electrodes that people already had implanted for deep brain stimulation, we've figured out how to induce out of body experiences on purpose.
 
Fucking hell guys.

I started running again and I've been doing it at my parents land which is woods and dirt roads. It's always dusk when I run, but no more thanks to this thread.
 
When I was about 4, at night after all had gone to sleep and the house was still, a rhythmic breathing or creeping footsteps that seemed to get closer would keep me awake and terrified.


Turned out to be the noise of a wall clock through the floorboards. Solved. I couldn't hear it during the day.
 
Funny how after thousands of years it is still up in the air.

Wouldn't it be settled as a fact by now?

that's assuming that we, as a species, already have all the answers (scientific or otherwise), which we don't. Not even close, IMO.

Thinking about what we might discover in the next just few hundred years is...well... unimaginable. :D
 
Funny how after thousands of years it is still up in the air.

Wouldn't it be settled as a fact by now?

I would be surprised if there was some high up group disrupting the public the fact that ghosts exist. I don't mean the government but those who run the government. They monitor and instruct the media so that nothing ever gets leaked.
 
Out of body experiences are actually pretty well understood - Turns out there's a part of the brain responsible for making you feel like you are indeed "in" your body. Through a combination of drugs and electrodes that people already had implanted for deep brain stimulation, we've figured out how to induce out of body experiences on purpose.

Yea and people with sleep paralysis get them all the time anyway.
 
I got stories!

1. sleeping at my grandparents house, while everyone is sleeping, I hear footsteps, than a door slowly open. than my door opens, and a dark tall shadowy figure walked it staring at me, than 2 others follow, soon there was one of the standing at sides of the beds, slowly moving closer, than everything was normal. I was a kid so I didn't have a phone, also no watch or clock, so I don't know if any time was lost.

2. sleeping at a cottage, wake up at the middle of the night, look at the window, and see a pair of red eyes getting bigger and bigger than stopping and staring than disappearing. the next morning, I went outside to the window, and all the grass/weeds was flat like someone was standing on them. the widow was probably 6 ft above the ground, the ground slopped down.

4. got up in the middle of the night, slept at the top of the bunk bed. when I got on the ground, I saw a red beam of light shoot into the room. It than was moving around the room as if someone was looking for something, I moved to the bottom bunk, the beam never went there. it stopped, and a shadow passed by the window. next morning I found my model titanic was broken and laying in the same way as the real titanic did.

5. finally got my own room, first night sleeping in it, I woke up like I had a nightmare, and I found the whole room to be covered in thick smoke. I ran out, flicked the lights on and off, and the fog was gone, I know it must of been fog, because it was moving on its own, and not when my eyes moved. I also saw a bright light coming from the bottom of my brothers door like someone was shining a bright flash light right at the bottom of the door.

6. was talking about ghosts with some other kids, and just as we talked about it, we saw a object walk past the backyard window with the silhouette of a human.

the mind is a powerful thing.

sadly nothing happens anymore, but the events I experienced did change my sleeping habits for many many years, but I haven't seen anything weird in years.
 
Slender man. And this is the creepy/paranormal thread, so of course people are going to play up the stories and so on. Its the whole point of the thread.

Don't worry he isn't that bad http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MXYC_jX2Wc#t=1m20s (little comedy bit off topic)

Slenderman is by far my favourite though I like the myth of his character but for me and creepy factor I like the idea of just something watching you or just standing there just the idea of not knowing is creepy as hell (although I think the whole tentacles thing with him makes it less effective).Really reminds me of that Tales from the crypt episode of the little girl who lived in the attic and wore that mask and when the guy opens the door to go up to the attic she is just standing there staring super creepy. Dunno if you've seen it Tek but Marble Hornets does a great video series on him http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wmhfn3mgWUI

After seeing the Squidwards Suicide in the other thread I decided to look around for more things like this.I stumbled upon a youtube member that had a bunch of "creepypasta" stories I found this one suicidemouse.avi its supposed to be a lost film of mickey mouse.The film is depressing and after watching they say people commit suicide.

It's a bizzare video of mickey walking down a street, to which the audio stops and the screen goes blank for over a minute and a half, soon he reappears walking but now the audio sounds like a man screaming and it changes a few times to woman screaming and the footage goes all weird of mickey mouse and there is real footage of something behind it (although hard to make anything out.Nearing the end it zooms in and his face disappears and he just continues walking to screaming audio.

Video is on youtube I won't post it cause I dunno I don't think its anything bad but I won't take my chances.
 
Don't worry he isn't that bad http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MXYC_jX2Wc#t=1m20s (little comedy bit off topic)

Slenderman is by far my favourite though I like the myth of his character but for me and creepy factor I like the idea of just something watching you or just standing there just the idea of not knowing is creepy as hell (although I think the whole tentacles thing with him makes it less effective).Really reminds me of that Tales from the crypt episode of the little girl who lived in the attic and wore that mask and when the guy opens the door to go up to the attic she is just standing there staring super creepy. Dunno if you've seen it Tek but Marble Hornets does a great video series on him http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wmhfn3mgWUI

After seeing the Squidwards Suicide in the other thread I decided to look around for more things like this.I stumbled upon a youtube member that had a bunch of "creepypasta" stories I found this one suicidemouse.avi its supposed to be a lost film of mickey mouse.The film is depressing and after watching they say people commit suicide.

It's a bizzare video of mickey walking down a street, to which the audio stops and the screen goes blank for over a minute and a half, soon he reappears walking but now the audio sounds like a man screaming and it changes a few times to woman screaming and the footage goes all weird of mickey mouse and there is real footage of something behind it (although hard to make anything out.Nearing the end it zooms in and his face disappears and he just continues walking to screaming audio.

Video is on youtube I won't post it cause I dunno I don't think its anything bad but I won't take my chances.

Heck, I thought Marble Hornets came up with Slender Man. Didn't know he was an actual folklore figure.
 
There is no solid evidence, it might be true but as long as there is no logical explanation. it won't be a fact.

Russel's teapot.


Heck, I thought Marble Hornets came up with Slender Man. Didn't know he was an actual folklore figure.

He was created on the Something Awful forums I believe.

The fact people actually believes he exists makes it go full circle, and makes light of the fact people will believe any ridiculous shit they come across.
 
Russel's teapot.




He was created on the Something Awful forums I believe.

The fact people actually believes he exists makes it go full circle, and makes light of the fact people will believe any ridiculous shit they come across.

Yeah it originated on Something awful forums.It was a contest that people were to create a creepy creature or whatever to post on forums and get people to believe it.As for people believing in things most know it's not real like alot of paranormal and creepy stuff but sometimes it's just fun to think that something like this could be out there.
 
So for the The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam book with the ripped page in the Taman Shud case, did someone just leave the book in the doctor's car? It didn't really say much about that dude on wiki other than that his identity being suppressed by court...

From what I gather, or at least inferred, that it's just another mystery within the mystery. It's such a bizarre case...would definitely make for a great film, especially given the alleged Jewish connection with piles of rocks being left at the man's grave (with a little artistic license, you could tie in the then-new Jewish state of Israel and Islamic intent), the Woomera Missile Range, the Cold War, the other mysterious deaths linked - however tentatively - with both the book AND the "poison" supposedly used.

I'd sure watch it.
 
I had Déjà vu once. It was while my friend was playing Jet Set Radio Future and I was sailing high above the Alps on drugs. After that it occurred once a year. Suffice to say, it only occurred during my experimental period. My drug "experimental" period, not my sex "experimental" period.

I like how you felt the need to point that out, as if anyone would have sat here reading your post thinking "wait wait wait is he talking about deja vu brought on by drugs or sex?!" Also you didn't even explain your experience! :P

"I had Deja vu once." Ok, go on...

(Not trying to sound like an ass! Just how I felt after reading your post :)
 
Ignrorance is bliss, I guess.

It would be nice of there were mystery, and things that go bump in the night.

Unfortunately, there isn't.

Or it could just be we currently don't have the means to capture/measure certain phenomena.

No doubt everything ultimately has a logical explanation, but there's a lot we don't understand at the present.

If you truly believe there are no unsolved/strange events... well... I think that is ignorance on your behalf.
 
Love this thread. Spent many spooky nights lurking here... I'll post a few odd things that have I've witnessed later. All from South-East Asia though, perhaps that says something...
 
Not sure if this was posted yet...

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To Make a Dead Man Walk

In times past, when the villages of Tana Toraja were still extremely isolated and difficult to visit, it is said that certain people had the power to make a dead man walk to his village in order to be present at his own funeral. In this way, relatives of the deceased were spared the necessity of having to carry his corpse. One particular area, Mamasa ? West Toraja, was particularly well-known for this practice. The people of this area are not strictly speaking of the same ethnic group as the people of Tana Toraja. However, outsiders often refer to them as Toraja Mamasa. In many ways, the cultures of the two groups are similar, although they each have their own distingushing characteristics. In particular, the style of wood carving of the two groups is different.

According to the belief system of the people of Mamasa, the spirit of a dead person must return to his village of origin. It is essential that he meet with his relatives, so that they can guide him on his journey into the after-life after the ceremonies have been completed. In the past, people of this area were frightened to journey far, in case they died while they were away and were unable to return to their village. If someone died while on a journey, and unless he has a strong magic power, it would be necessary to procure the services of an expert, to guide the dead person back to the village.

This is not intended metaphorically-the dead person would be made to walk from wherever he had journeyed back home, no matter how far away that was. The corpse would walk stiffly, without any expression on his face, in the manner of a robot. If anyone addressed the dead man directly, he would fall down senseless, unable to continue his journey. Therefore, those accompanying the deceased on the macabre procession had to warn people they met on their path not to talk directly to the dead man. The attendants usually sought out quiet paths where the procession was less likely to meet with strangers. These days, the practice of walking the dead back to their place of origin has fallen out of currency.

Good roads now connect the villages of Tana Toraja, and people tend to rely on more conventional means of transportation for bringing bodies back home. The ability to bring the dead back to life has not been entirely forgotten, however. Sometimes, even now, the deceased is made to continue breathing and seems alive until all his relatives are gathered around him.More commonly, the skill is practiced on animals. At a funeral ceremony, when a buffalo has been sacrificed and its head separated from its body, the body is made to get up and walk for as long as ten minutes. A demonstration of this sort proves to the audience that the ability to bring the dead back to life has not entirely passed from the community.

http://www.incitoprima.com/details.php?catid=5&aid=5
 
What the hell is it?

A dead person, stiff because it's a dead person, being pulled along a street in a tradition from some rural part of Indonesia. The picture is just from an unfortunate angle. There's usually a guide there to move the body along and it's presumably the woman behind the corpse. Remember that dead people weigh a lot less than living people.
 
Are there any weird tales out there about time skips and stuff like that? I remember reading a story where a woman claimed that for a moment, she had been transported to the past, interacted with someone and then slipped back to the present.

She might have been crazy.
 
Are there any weird tales out there about time skips and stuff like that? I remember reading a story where a woman claimed that for a moment, she had been transported to the past, interacted with someone and then slipped back to the present.

She might have been crazy.

There's the Philadelphia experiment and the Montauk project, although both have long since been proven to be hogwash.
 
I've only ever had one major freaky thing happen to me and I don't like to talk about it because it sounds so stupid and people will probably troll me or something but it affected me a lot...

So I was staying at my friends house, we were about 16, and we just got into bed at about 11pm. She was lying facing the door and after about 5 minutes she sat upright and said, "why is there a skeleton on the door?" I looked over and didn't see anything, but she had one of those canvas shoe holders so I assumed there was a toy skeleton in one of the pockets. She told me no, and that there was an actual skeleton by the door. So I was like, "that's a load of BS, what are you talking about?". She isn't the kind of person who makes up stuff at all, so I thought it was weird but dismissed it. Then she started talking to it :/ and I was starting to get freaked out. Apparently the skeleton was called Dave (stupid I know), and that he was my guardian. I didn't know anyone called Dave who had died or anything, and I started making jokes, to which the skeleton supposedly started walking toward me. She asked it to sit on the bed next to me, and honestly, the air went freezing cold, but went to normal temperature right above where the skeleton was apparently sitting. I was freaked out but still doubting, so as a joke I asked her to tell it to touch my boob and I felt an ice cold hand. The skeleton moved back to the door and the bed went to normal temperature again. At one point, it was stood in front of a poster, and I thought I saw the face on the poster turn into a skeleton (but this could just have been my imagination). I had a rock next to me which I had drawn a smiley face on, and the skeleton was apparently scared of it because it had hollow eyes, and it didn't like anything else with hollow eyes, so I hid the rock. My friend was talking to the skeleton so I asked her to tell me how it knew me, and she said it was my next-door neighbour in the first house I lived in. I had no idea who my neighbour was because I moved from that house when I was 4 or 5 (so I couldn't have told her anything about them). We didn't get to sleep till 5 in the morning because the skeleton wouldn't leave until he knew I was safe, and I was crying all night cause I was so freaked out. The next morning the skeleton had apparently gone, and my friend never saw him again (despite sleepovers since). Now the freakiest thing is that I went home the next day and asked my mom about my neighbour where I used to live (which was in Witton, Birmingham, UK) and apparently our next door neighbour was an indian guy called Davith, who called himself Dave. Safe to say I'm freaked out for life :/
 
It's only freaking you out because you can feel the head trying to come to the surface in the back of your head. Feel that? Feel that knot back there? That wasn't there yesterday was it?


Cripes, Read this story at 2 am.

http://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/knpbv/holes/

This is the scariest thing ever. I actually am still freaked out by this months after reading it. Even if it is made up it is still horrific. In the house I live in at the mo there is a closet with those slanty pieces of wood for doors, and I'm always freaked out that someone is looking at me through them thanks to this story :'(
 
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