March 13, 2025 • 42 mins
Approximately 5 years ago, huge portions of the worlds population walked into their homes and locked the doors behind them. We waved at loved ones through windows, donned our masks, hoarded our toilet paper and used Clorox wipes on everything, including containers of Clorox wipes. We were all trying desperately to avoid Covid, which many of us got anyway and most of us have gotten since. It was a strange and sad time for the world but it was when our little podcast got some of the most fascinating stories we've ever heard. This week, Haunted AF is recognizing this difficult anniversary by revisiting some of our favorites from the very first weeks of lockdown. They aren't all scary, but they were definitely a way to feel connected while we were isolated.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
I have got some ghost stories for you. I'm hearing
these voices, but there's nobody else around. I don't like
the skeleton man. He's so mean to me, and he
bites me at night.
Speaker 2 (00:12):
And suddenly this stool, completely of his own volition, slid
good to maybe three feet out into the center of
the bar.
Speaker 3 (00:20):
He walks towards the ocean and he gets through the water.
Speaker 4 (00:23):
He just disappeared.
Speaker 5 (00:25):
I feel someone run their hand under my butt cheek,
just sliding under my butt.
Speaker 1 (00:33):
So that is my ghost story. Hi, and welcome to
hand As the podcast. The real ghost story is told
by real people. We are your host. I'm Julie Fish
and I'm Rebecca Black, and welcome to our five Years
from COVID episode Hope you're ready to jump back in
our little time machine and head back to twenty twenty,
(00:54):
a time of toilet paper, warning bandit masks and cases
of canned sue, did you actually do any of those things?
Did you hoard the tepee? I did? Don't tell anything, No,
you did not, Okay, all right, Julie, you're a horrible person.
I only bought one big case of like twenty four
but it's not hoarding though. That's just a regular you know. Okay, okay,
(01:14):
but I did it before everything went down, okay, And
I just remember every oh oh, in cases of tomato soup,
which I don't think we ate any of it ever.
I don't even like tomato soup especially, but it's gotta
be with a grilled cheese. Yeah, it was so but
I remember people staring me down at the grocery store, like,
and this was before everybody was hoarding, is when we
(01:34):
had toilet paper. That's hilarious. I just, oh, my god,
I can't believe you. And you know what, if I
was a podcaster worth my damn, I would have pulled
the old intro music. I was just thinking of that
as our intro music was playing. I wish I had
gone in and found it. I'll go see if I
can find it for everybody. I just remember calling you
from my closet to do that.
Speaker 6 (01:54):
Yes, yeah, I would literally go in my closet, shut
the door, surrounded by clothing and talk to you because
it was the why it has placed in our apartment
at the time.
Speaker 1 (02:01):
I actually just heard that episode.
Speaker 7 (02:03):
Yeah.
Speaker 1 (02:03):
Yeah, I've been going back and listening to all of
our old episodes. Yeah, find these stories.
Speaker 6 (02:08):
Okay, I feel like we're remembering COVID a little bit
too fondly here. I know that was not exactly the
greatest time in our world. No, it was it, but
it was for our podcast, so that's why.
Speaker 1 (02:18):
That's why we're excited about it.
Speaker 6 (02:20):
People actually were finding us from the Chris Jericho podcast,
and since they didn't have anything else to do, they
were listening NonStop and of course sending a story. So
here's a look back at some of our favorites from
the COVID outbreak. Sounds weird to say in twenty twenty.
Speaker 2 (02:33):
And I could very clearly feel like someone had sat
down on the bed next to me.
Speaker 3 (02:37):
My one sister, Teresa had come literally floating down the stairs.
Speaker 1 (02:42):
She never touched those stairs coming down.
Speaker 8 (02:45):
One night we went downstairs, we heard a bang like
some of those fallen. Several doors in the kitchen cabinets
were open, like wide open. But there's very distinct audio
on one of the videos that says, open the door,
very nasty, demonic founding boy.
Speaker 1 (03:02):
So that is my ghost story. Hi, and welcome to
Haunted AF. This is the podcast a real ghost stories
told by real people. We are your hosts I'm Julie.
Speaker 8 (03:13):
Fisk and I'm Rebecca Black.
Speaker 1 (03:15):
As you can tell, this is the coronavirus episode of Honda. Yeah,
I'm making Rebecca call in because we're self quarantined. Nobody's
sick in the house. But here's the thing. I have kids,
and I don't mean it like, oh, I have kids,
I have to No, I have a twelve year old
who will go into a store and touch everything and
then bite her fingernails. So this is more about keeping
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the world safe from us just in case. So hopefully
this won't last all too long. So Christina from Nashville
reached out through honidaf dot com and she says, Hey, ladies,
I love the podcast. I've been listening for the last
week and still have not caught up. But I was
wondering if you had ever read this series of posts
on Reddit's No Sleep. It's from a search and rescue
officer for the US Forest Service, and this person tells
(03:58):
several stories that will give you massive So here's the
first story that I read. He says, I was teamed
up with another officer because we had received reports of
bears in the area. We were looking for a guy
who hadn't come home from a climbing trip and we
found him trapped in a small crevasse with a broken leg.
He had been there for almost two days and his
leg was obviously infected. We were able to get him
into a chopper, and I heard from one of the
(04:20):
mts that the guy was absolutely inconsolable. He kept talking
about how he had been doing fine, and when he
got to the top a man had been there. He
said the guy had no climbing equipment and he was
wearing a parka and ski pants. He walked up to
the guy and when the man turned around, he said
he had no face. It was just blank. He freaked
out and ended up trying to get off the mountain
too fast, which is why he had fallen. He said
(04:42):
he could hear the guy all night climbing down the
mountain and letting out these horrible muffled screams.
Speaker 8 (04:48):
He says, Oh my god.
Speaker 1 (04:50):
He says, that story bothered the hell out of me.
Speaker 9 (04:53):
Hello, Haunted af ladies. This is a jud from the
nineties Guys podcast. When I was little, it was my
brother Josh's birthday, Me and one of my other brothers.
We were playing soccer in the basement he had to
go to the bathroom. So I was just sitting downstairs
in my basement, and out of the corner my eye
(05:13):
something caught my attention, and so I turned to look,
and I noticed a giant orb floating across the back
of my basement. And it was not one of those
little orbs that you see in those videos that people show, like, oh,
that's an orb going into something. This orb was probably
three feet wide by three feet tall, in a perfect
(05:34):
circle orb, and it just slowly drifted from one side
of the basement all the way to the other side
and then disappeared behind the basement steps. And you know,
being a little kid, of course, I freaked out and
ran up the stairs. And as soon as I got
to the top of the stairs, my mom looks at
me and goes, what's wrong, And being a little kid,
I didn't want to tell her what I just saw
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because I didn't want her to think I was crazy.
So that was my first experience was with a really
big orb. It was very bright, it looked like it
had its own light emanating from it, and just slowly,
I mean I probably saw it for a good thirty seconds.
And then the second experience I had. It was in
the same house. It was a year to year and
(06:18):
a half later. I had woke up on a Saturday
morning to get up to watch cartoons. I just something said,
just kind of told me to wake up. So I
woke up, and I looked at the foot of my
bed and there was a little boy dressed in full
like pioneer clothes. He looked like he was a little
kid on the organ trail. He had some overalls on
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and the shirt that he had on was very dated
as well. At first I thought it was just like
me waking up and whatever. But the thing that I
noticed when he realized that I was awake and looking
at him, he took off running. And he didn't run
out the bedroom door, which was right next to him.
He ran the other direction, straight into a wall in.
Speaker 1 (06:59):
Disapp So now we have a story from Katie out
of North Carolina. She says, hey, y'all, hope you're staying
healthy and safe. Love the podcast. This may be more
of a creepy story than a haunting. It's from this
past February twenty twenty. We had a birthday party for
my son and I always get him a big balloon
for his birthday because he really enjoys them. This year,
I got a giant cookie Monster. Well, we had the party,
and while the other balloons deflated quickly, cookie Monster still
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seemed to have helium, so we kept him around, eventually
cutting off the string. Let me preface this by saying
that we've lived in our house for two years, but
it's actually forty five years old. There hasn't been any
real paranormal activity, but I've gotten creepy feelings now and then,
like herring noises or uneasy sensations. Well, this balloon was
in the kitchen, floating around for days. We kind of
forgot it was there. Around the end of February. It's
(07:42):
the middle of the night. My husband wakes up screaming.
The Cookie Monster was hovering right over his head. I
know the heat was running that night, but it'd run
every night as long as we'd had that balloon, and
it had never left the kitchen. To get up to
the bedroom, the balloon had to sink below a doorframe,
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go up the stairs, turn left, and sink below another doorframe,
crossed the room to get to that spot. My husband
put the balloon in the bedroom closet and the next
morning we went to work. We got home that day,
it had left the closet somehow and was in the
shower stall in the bathroom.
Speaker 8 (08:20):
Oh way.
Speaker 3 (08:22):
Yes, I'm not.
Speaker 1 (08:24):
Sure whether or not this is a real haunted event,
but we didn't wait long to find out. We defleated
cookie monster, put him in the trash and out to
the curb. He has it returned, so that's good enough
for me.
Speaker 3 (08:33):
Again.
Speaker 1 (08:33):
This from Katie in North Carolina. This first story comes
from Shoshana.
Speaker 5 (08:38):
So this happened years ago when I was still with
my ex. Whenever he drank a lot of beer, he
would snore and keep me awake, and so I would
come out of the bedroom, shut the door, and go
out into the living room and sleep on the couch.
So I started doing this at the new place, and
pretty soon I noticed that whenever I did this, these big,
heavy footsteps would come stomping through the kitchen, out into
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the living room, up to the couch and stop right
by my head. And this happened every time I slept
out there. So but the weird thing was I never
heard the bedroom door open. I just heard the footsteps.
He was a pretty big guy, and I thought it
was probably him just coming out there looking for me,
and so I would just keep my eyes shut, waiting
for him to mess with me or whip off the
(09:18):
covers or something, but that never happened. So one night
I was like, Okay, I'm going to catch him at it.
So I was lying there pretending to sleep, and the
footsteps came out and stopped right by my head. So
I popped my eyes open and there was nobody there.
So I got up and just to be sure, and
I checked the bedroom door and it was shut and
he was sawing logs behind it. So as time went by,
(09:40):
I just kind of got used to this because I
figured whatever it was, it just liked watching me sleep.
It didn't mess with me at all, except for one
night I felt like it was trying to communicate with me.
I felt like it was trying to tell me a joke,
and I didn't get it. But that's too complicated to
try to explain here. Anyway, about seven or eight years
(10:01):
went by and the landlord was selling the place and
we had to move. So as I was carrying the
last of our stuff out of the house, it seemed like,
just all of a sudden, this darkness, this gloom just
came down over the whole place, and there was this
feeling of just sullen anger and sadness, like something was
watching me. And I got the hell out of there
(10:23):
and got in the car and then we were out
of there. I felt kind of sorry for whatever it was.
I felt bad for leaving it behind, and I've thought
since then from time to time maybe I should go
back and visit it, but I don't think that would
be a very good idea. And hopefully somebody else lives
there now that is keeping it company. Anyway, that's my story.
Speaker 8 (10:45):
Oh yeah, that is kind of sweet, but god, I
want to know the joke, so.
Speaker 1 (10:49):
I need to read this story that came in from Lauren.
Lauren says hello, and that's she's like multiple o's at
the end of that. So she says, first of all,
hope you're all staying safe in this upside down world.
Thank you for this podcast. Is helping me be productive
whilst having to work from home. And I want some
points for not doing this with an accent, and Lauren says, Okay,
(11:11):
here's the story. I moved down to Manchester from the
Northeast to start university in the summer of twenty thirteen,
I couldn't be arched with student dorms, so me and
two other friends found a house off campus. I was
the first to move in and lived alone for two
weeks before my housemates arrived. The first few days were fine,
and then I started to hear this light, banging noise
coming from the attic right above my head. Didn't think
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much of it at first because it's an oldest house.
It happened every night, not during the day, for about
six nights. It was pissing me off, and then I thought,
what if this is a pipe about to burst or
we have squirrels. So the next morning I rang my landlord,
who sent over a handyman to look about the place.
The guy got on his ladder and looked into the
attic and then gasped. Then he asked me to go
(11:54):
into my room and tell him if this was the
same noise it was he shot himself. Told me to
go have a look. In the attic above where I
slept was an old goddamn rocking horse. The noise. The
noise was it gently rocking like some old ass, dusty
ghost child having fun. One night, while laying in bed,
(12:17):
I was sick of the banging noise. I'd also had
a few beers and was feeling braved, and I screamed
stop it, and the noise stopped. Any other time it
got too loud or went on for too long, I
would ask it to stop, and it would. Other spooky
shit happen. All three of us had things go missing.
One day, whilst cleaning, we found all of our things
on the very top shelf in an old airing cupboard.
(12:38):
She says, that's what we'll call the linen closet in
the US. I'll never forget my first year in Manchester.
I've tried to find my old phone so I could
get a photo with a rocking horse, but it seems lost.
We need Lauren find it. We need to see this
rocking horse, she says. I'll keep looking. Stay spooky, Lauren,
ps ah, I forgot a part. Sorry. After we moved out,
about three months later, I got a message from my
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old landlord asking if they could pass my email to
the new tenants as they had questions. I genuinely, god,
we genuinely thought that they would ask me how to
turn the heat on or how to use the dishwasher. Nope,
I got a message from them asking if we had
anything weird happen when we lived there, And again that's
from Lauren.
Speaker 8 (13:15):
So I love that he momed the crap out of
that go. Yes, she did, like he doesn't stop it.
Speaker 1 (13:21):
But I love to say that she would let it
go for a little while, as like the old ass
dusty ghost up there. She's like, Okay, have some fun,
get on your little rocking horse. It's fine, but it
goes on to bed. I did ask her, I'm like, well,
what did they want to know? Were they hearing the
rocking horse? And she said that they had just noticed
that their things had gone missing. And she was like,
so I told them where that top shelf was and
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to go and look in there because that's where we
had found our stuff. And she never heard back from them,
so she's like, I assume they found all their stuff
and everything was fine after that. This one comes from Skyler.
Speaker 7 (13:51):
Hi, Julian Rebecca. My name is Skyler. I'm a postal
worker in South Jersey. I just wanted to start off
by saying how much I absolutely love and appreciate your show.
You know, I'm out here righting around in my truck
or walking all day long and it really helps the
time pass by. I actually finished and got caught up.
So now I'm starting the seasons all over again because
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I enjoy it just that much. But I figured, you know,
let me go ahead and share my contributions. So me
and my friends grew up in you know, rural North Carolina.
You know, thirteen fourteen fifteen, we had run in the neighborhood.
I mean we'd be out till one or two in
the mornings in the summertime. Well, this one time we
were outside and all of a sudden, a thick, missed
(14:34):
fog rolled in. Couldn't see more than ten feet in
front of you, and we just hear ice cream truck
music start playing. It's like two am.
Speaker 1 (14:44):
You know.
Speaker 7 (14:44):
We look at each other and we all just bolted.
We ran right inside, locked all the doors, locked all
the windows. We talked about it like a little bit.
The next day. We're like, did you guys heard that?
Speaker 4 (14:55):
Right?
Speaker 7 (14:55):
That was that was real? And then we're like, we
just agreed not to talk about it again.
Speaker 1 (15:00):
Uh, that was not an ice cream truck, you know that. That
was some weird ass clown car.
Speaker 8 (15:03):
Yes, murdery clown coming to get you.
Speaker 1 (15:05):
Some tiny Fiat packed with like eighteen creepy clowns in there.
Speaker 8 (15:09):
Yeah, I'm so glad to know that I'm not the
only one who's terrified of the ice cream truck sound.
When I hear it coming down the street. I'm like,
I'm out because I always think that something bad is
working in the freezer.
Speaker 1 (15:21):
So this story comes from Stephanie, and she sent a
handful of really good stories that we're going to be
sharing over the next couple of weeks, but her first one,
she says, I'm currently the director of nursing for a
hospice in Mississippi, been doing this for ten years. During training,
you have to go out to houses and pronounce patients
that have passed away, So this was my very first one.
It was a sad situation. No words of comfort can
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ease the pain of the family that's feeling it, but
of course we try. When the paperwork had been completed,
we asked them to step in the other room so
we could clean and prepare her body. This little lady
had cancer and she was wasted away to nothing but
skin and bones, So we took time cleaning her as
gently as we could and redressed her in her nightgown.
After we finished, The family came back in and we
waited for the funeral home to arrive. When they did,
we assisted loading her into the van, and then we
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all said our goodbyes to the family. I drove off
down a dark road around three am, and during the
drive I kept thinking about her face and how thin
she had become. That I started feeling like I was
in alone. So I lived in my rear view mirror
and there she was. Her face was still sunken in,
but she was with me. It startled me so badly
that I swerved off the road and I had to
quickly jump back on. When I rided the car, I
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looked back and she was gone. Don't know why she
decided to hitch a ride with me that night, but
she certainly did so that was oh wow.
Speaker 4 (16:35):
My name is Julia. I live in Germany. Grew up
in Germany and in the United States, but have been
in Germany for twenty years. I found your podcast about
three weeks ago and I have been binging the crap
out of it. It scares me so bad that when
I wake up at night to go to the bathroom,
I just don't go. I just lay in bed and
hold it because I'm so freaked out. I have always
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had paranormal experience, says, because my mother was and is
very open to it. So I have played Ouiji board,
We've tried all kinds of different things, like making the
pencil roll by itself off the table, or pendling or whatever.
One of the things that freaks me out the most
is dolls, clowns, and magicians. I don't like any of them,
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but I also have a podcast where I talk about
those things and make fun of them, so I wouldn't
be surprised if one of these days a doll comes
out and kills me. As far as my paranormal experience go,
they're different. I have several because it doesn't really scare me,
and I've had it happen since I was eleven years old,
so it doesn't really bother me as much. One of
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the major ones I had was a couple of years ago.
I was sitting in my living room and I saw
a little boy run past my doorway. He had on
a red little jacket and shorts and short brown hair,
and I heard him laughing, and he ran past again,
and I said, I see you, and he laughed and
he was gone, and I told my family about it,
and they thought I was crazy because they hate it
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when I tell them things like this. I tell them
a store and they go, stuf, that's stuff.
Speaker 1 (18:06):
That stuff.
Speaker 4 (18:07):
I don't want to hear it because it freaks them out,
but I think it's funny. So a couple of months later,
we were at my house and we were having a
Christmas cookie bake off. I had all my friends over.
Everybody was doing a different recipe and my friend comes
in and she says, something just ran into the bathroom
and I said, was it a little boy with a
red jacket on? And she said yes, And I said, oh, yeah,
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he's been here before. And I was really happy about it,
because you know, when you're the only one that sees things,
sometimes people think you're crazy. So after I saw her
face and she was freaked out, I felt pretty good
about it. So I haven't seen him since, but I
do have people walking up and down the stairs. Something
knocks on my bedroom door every night. You hear different
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things in the house, you know, just regular stuff. The
other one was I used to work for the PX,
which is a store that is on mill Terry bases
and here in Mannheim, where I worked at there was
a lot of action in World War Two. The Americans
eventually came in and took over and stayed for thirty years,
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which was awesome because that's how I ended up being born.
But there's a lot of dead soldiers that were there,
German and American. So one morning, we started at six
o'clock in the morning, so there wasn't a lot going on.
My colleague and I are standing in an aisle, and
the way it was set up was there was aisle
aisle aisle, and then a long aisle on the end
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where you could walk through the whole store and then
turn into the aisle that you needed to go to.
So we're standing in the aisle and we're talking, and
out of the corner of our eye, we see a
soldier in full you know, uniform, helmet, rifle walk past
the shelf. And I looked at her and she looked
at me and she said, please tell me you just
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saw that, and I said, yep, I did. And we
were so happy that the other person had seen it,
because that's the kind of thing where people think you're,
you know, nuts. But there was a lot of soldiers
that you saw there. There was a lot of soldiers
walking around patrolling, and I'm not talking about the real ones.
I'm talking about the ghost soldiers. And because we were
there so early in the morning in the winter time,
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it was dark, you didn't see them in the daylight,
but you saw him walking around all the time on post,
and especially around where the PX is because that's where
a major battle took place. But anyway, like I said,
I've always had experiences and they don't really bother me.
But the stuff people talk about on your podcast freaks
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me out. So keep them coming. I'm really excited and
if you want any more stories, I'll be happy to
send them to you. Bye bye.
Speaker 1 (20:41):
Okay, we got an email from Catherine. She says, hello,
ghost Linings, found your very fun podcast through answers with
Joe and it's been getting me through this quarantine. Thank
you for being all of our ghosty long distance BFFs.
Much love, and then she writes something in Danish, I'm
not even going to try to say it, okay, so
here's her story. I do feel it's important to preface
by saying that I'm a strict rationalist. I don't believe
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in anything spiritual. Even with this story, I'm sure there's
a rational explanation that I haven't thought of yet, but
it still makes a good story. My parents have a big,
old house that was built in the nineteen twenties. It
was a lovely, rickety place, full of character to grow
up in, and I had never had any other strange
experiences there besides this one event. One night, when I
was in high school, I was coming home very late
from a cast party after one of our school shows.
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I wasn't drunk or high, just exhausted. I slumped on
the couch to watch some late night TV and try
to wind down. I began to doze on the couch
when I woke up abruptly to the smell of cigarette smoke.
No one in the house smokes, and certainly no one
would smoke inside. But it was a hot May evening,
and I thought maybe my parents had left one of
the windows open. I was fully awake and got up
to close whatever window was open, thought nothing of it.
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The windows were all closed, though the fluorescent ceiling light
was on in the kitchen, and the reflection of the
entire room could be seen clearly in the large pane
of glass. I turned around, gathering my things to go
to bed, and I glanced towards the window and saw
the clear reflection of the kitchen. There was a woman
sitting in my kitchen, smoking a cigarette with a red
plastic ashtray. We have no chair in the kitchen and
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no ashtray. She was very clear in the reflection. She
had whiter skin than I'd ever seen, with sunken cheeks
and hollow eyes. She looked emaciated and had long, stringy
black hair with a thinning hairline. Her huge white T
shirt was grungy, and her hair was held back with
an equally grungy, white scrunchy. I was terrified, but I
couldn't stop looking, and I had the sensation that she
was glaring right at me. My first thought was, oh God,
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there's an intruder in my house. Because she wasn't transparent
or floating or anything like that. She looked as solid
as the kitchen table. But when I saw what she
looked like, I realized no living person could look so strange.
This was the first time I ever truly felt hair
raising on the back of my neck. Before that, I
thought it was an exaggeration or turn of phrase. It's not.
It's definitely not. I stepped away and closed my eyes, thinking, Okay,
(22:48):
I'm gonna look in the window and it won't be there.
I looked again, she was still there. In the reflection,
I couldn't bring myself to turn around and look into
the kitchen and ran back into the living room, balled
up on the couch and stayed there all night, eventually sleeping.
I didn't have the guts to pass through the kitchen
and go upstairs, so think about that. She would have
had to go through that kitchen to get to her bedroom,
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so she just stayed on the sofa all night. Later
I found out that before my parents moved into the house,
a lady lived there by herself. She fell asleep on
the couch one night with a cigarette in her hand.
There was a bad fire. I have no idea what
happened to her. The house was repaired with no trace
of damage, and my parents made it their home. So
she does not know that the lady died in the
house there or anything right, but she thinks that maybe
that's who she saw in the window.
Speaker 7 (23:30):
Check on that.
Speaker 8 (23:30):
I think the lady died by her own cigarette.
Speaker 3 (23:33):
I call this myne Glitchen the Matrix story, because I
don't know how else to describe it. Several years ago,
my family and I moved to Georgia and my daughter
started preschool at a church near our house, and I
would pick her up in the afternoons, and of course,
traffic getting out of the preschool onto the main road
would be a nightmare. So I learned pretty quickly to
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take an alternate route to and from school that kind
of wove through some neighborhood hoods and got me home
faster and I didn't have to sit at a bunch
of red lights and stuff like that. So the route
took us through kind of a trailer park. So one afternoon,
I picked her up at school and I turned down
the road that I always turned down, nothing unusual. My
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four year old is in the back seat. We're driving
down this road and the road, the road that I
turned down, is kind of a long road, and it
curves around before it finally comes to a stop sign.
And when I got to that stop sign, I would
take a right. So I'm driving down this road and
I get to the stop sign and there is no
right hand turn. You can only turn left. And I
stopped for a minute, and I'm looking around and I'm like,
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did I accidentally make a wrong turn somewhere? Did I
turn off of this long main road that I turned down?
What was going on? Normally there's a right hand turn,
but where that turn would be there are woods, and
the only way, like I said, the only way you
can turn is turn left. So I sit there for
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a minute, and I realize my daughter's in the back
seat and something very strange is going on. So I
decide to turn left and hope that I can turn
around in somebody's driveway. So I make the left hand turn,
and I drive a little ways up the road and
it ends in a like a cul de sac. So
I start to turn around in the cul de sac,
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and as I'm turning around, this other car that's like
probably an older model Honda or a Nissan, and it's black,
has made that left hand turn as well, and there's
a man driving it. And as I'm passing him, our
eyes kind of meet, and it's very clear from the
look in his eyes that he has no idea what
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is going on either, like he finds this situation as strange.
Speaker 1 (25:48):
As I do.
Speaker 3 (25:49):
So I go back to the stop sign. There are
still woods, and I turn back onto that main road
that I had originally driven down, and I have two choices.
I can go all the way back up to the
top of the road and take the alternate route home
that's got more traffic. Or I can go all the
way back up this road and I can come back
down and see if I've lost my ever loving mind.
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So I start driving back up the road, thinking, well,
I'm going to see if I could have accidentally turned
off this like if I just.
Speaker 1 (26:17):
You know how it is.
Speaker 3 (26:18):
Sometimes you're driving and you've driven a route so often
you're kind of not paying attention to what you're doing.
Maybe I turned off of the road somewhere. So I
go all the way back up to the top of
the road, and I turn around, and I drive all
the way back down the road, back down to the
stop sign. And when I get there, lo and behold,
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my right hand turn is there, right where it was
but has always been. I don't know what happened. I
take the right hand turn, I continue on my way home.
It's completely uneventful. At that point. It was so weird.
I drove that route almost daily for the next year
and a half while my daughter was in preschool, and
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I ever experienced it again every so often, just to
have curiosity, I'll go drive that route to see if
it happens again. And it has never happened again. It
was super weird. I tell my friends about it, and
they think I've lost my mind, and I'm like, it
was a glitch in the matrix. I don't know what
happened to that poor guy that I passed, who clearly
thought that this situation was just as weird as I did.
Speaker 1 (27:21):
So that's my.
Speaker 3 (27:21):
Glitch in the matrix story. I love your podcast, So
thankful for ghosts and the verbs and Liz Sour for
turning me onto it. Have a great day, ladies.
Speaker 1 (27:30):
Can you imagine sheltering in place with your haunted dolls?
Speaker 6 (27:33):
No?
Speaker 8 (27:33):
I bet that's a lot of entertainment, though, do you
think she's like Dance Dalts.
Speaker 1 (27:36):
Somebody needs to make a movie out of this. In fact,
let's contact Peter Duke's and tell him that we have
the next great horror movie with haunted dolls. So Rebecca
found this scary movie guy Where did you find this man?
Speaker 8 (27:48):
On Twitter? So he randomly started following me one day,
and then I started looking at all the movies that
he's made, and he does all horror films, and so
I just reached out to him and I'm like, you
know what, if you're listening to horror movies, like, you've
got to have a story, right and apparently you did.
Speaker 1 (28:01):
So here is the first story that he sent.
Speaker 2 (28:03):
So my experience took place at the Ambassador Hotel in
the early to mid two thousand, shortly before it was
scheduled to be demolished. I had never been there before.
I didn't know a tremendous amount about the place, except
for the fact that I knew Robert Kennedy had been
shot and killed there. So when first arriving, I was
struck by just the sheer size of it. It was
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a big place. It's a daunting looking place, made even
spookier by the fact that when you went inside and
at least went to the areas we were shooting in,
you know that the paint's peeling, there's dust, there's no electricity.
I mean, it's abandoned, I mean had long been abandoned.
So it kind of had this heavy feeling to it
from the start. And I remember we were shooting up
on one of the higher floors and I was taking
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an elevator up. I was all on my own and
I hit the correct floor number, but the elevator stopped
on its own about halfway up and the doors opened.
I of course didn't get out. I waited for them
to close, and the elevator can tinued up to the
proper floor, and I kind of shrugged it off, didn't
think anything of it. So I rode the elevator a
number of times later throughout the day with other people,
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and it worked fine. However, the next time that I
happened to be on my own, I was coming up
from the ground floor again and once again I hit
the correct floor number, but the elevator stopped on that
mid level floor, same floor as before. The doors opened,
and this time they didn't close, which I found odd
(29:28):
as they remained open. I guess the tug of curiosity
kind of took over and I decided to walk out
into this kind of abandoned hallway and check it out
a little bit while I had a few minutes. So
I came out, and as I did so, the elevator
doors closed behind me, and I remember thinking how just
absolutely endless the hallway looked. I mean, it was a
long hallway, the plaster, and the paint was peeling off
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the walls. The paintings had long fallen off or were
hanging off of the hangars. The carpet was torn up,
covered with the dark except for kind of intermittent shafts
of sunlight that were coming through whatever windows and whatever
open doors there happened to be. So I began to
walk down the hallway fifty or sixty odd yards, and
I remember noticing that there were no other footprints except
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for the footprints I was making in the dust, so
I knew no one had been down this hallway in
a very long time. My attention kind of pulled me
towards one open door in particular. I don't remember anymore
what it was about this particular room, but I stopped
and kind of began to peer in. I remember having
this feeling that there was someone inside the room. It
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wasn't an overwhelming feeling, but just kind of a quiet
little voice inside telling me that there was someone in
the room. So I kind of dismissed this, of course,
And as I leaned or began to lean through the
threshold of the doorway, I remember there being just a
quick passing of a shadow out of the corner of
my eye, just there gone, and before I could get
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a fix on it, the door just slam shut in
my face. Didn't hear any sounds in there, no one
yelling at me, no footsteps running up to slam the
door in my face, nothing like that. The door just slammed.
And it was at that point I decided I'd have
I'd had enough of my you know, quasi personal investigation
of this, of this abandoned hallway, and you know, I
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tailed it out there. I went back to the elevator
and went on with my day. It was nothing paramount.
It was nothing I guess you would say conclusively paranormal
about the experience, but I remember feeling that there was
something off about it. It had the feeling of something
paranormal to me. So there it is my experience from
the now demolished Ambassador Hotel.
Speaker 1 (31:43):
Okay, now we have to look at pictures of the
Ambassador Hotel. Yeah, to me, there's nothing better than an
old abandoned hotel.
Speaker 8 (31:50):
Yes, like and it's dirty and like the way he
sets it up. He's like you can see the hallway
in your brain like paint chipping down and feeling off.
Speaker 1 (31:58):
He actually sent a second story. You're gonna love this one.
Speaker 2 (32:01):
Another experience I had when I was very young, and
only when I was very young, was something that I
attributed to an entity, if you will, that I called
the color Man. And the reason I called him the
color man was because whoever or whatever this thing was
appeared to be made up of that myriad of colors
you see when you close your eyes real tight. At least,
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that's as close as I could ever come to describing
what this thing was made of. But it was distinctly
humanoid in its shape, except that it never made any noise.
It had no face, And as a young boy, I
remember that it would come visiting me late at night
in my bedroom, and it only happened a few times,
and all I can really recall is that I always
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knew when he was coming, could kind of feel it
when it was getting close, and I would pull my
sheets tight over my bed, tight over my face, and
despite this, I could always still see him approaching. I
would see him walking slowly over towards my bed, and
once he would get there, he would simply look down
at me and just kind of watch me. Never initiated
(33:05):
any contact, never tried to communicate in any way. He
just would stand there and I could just feel him
kind of looking down, observing, almost, and then he would
be gone, just like that. I don't have any memories
of him walking away. I just remember him not being
in anymore, like you'd blink your eye and he's gone again.
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It wasn't every night. It was only a few times,
and only when I was very little. I could have
been four or five, six, seven, somewhere in that range.
And once he stopped coming, he never came again. That
was kind of it. I don't to this day know
what to make of it. It's obviously easy enough to
brush this off as the overactive imagination of a young child,
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or it was a dream or what have you. But
I do remember being, you know, lucid, coherent, and alert.
In other words, I distinctly remember recognizing, even at a
young age, that I'm not sleep like. Whatever this thing is,
he's not human, and he's here and he's watching me,
you know. But there you go, the color Man experience.
Speaker 8 (34:08):
Hey, Julie, guess what we've got this week?
Speaker 1 (34:18):
Okay, all right, I'm sorry. I wanted to play your version.
We actually had a request for it this week.
Speaker 8 (34:24):
It or my gosh, wow, I'm really surprised by that.
It gets me every time.
Speaker 7 (34:28):
Though.
Speaker 1 (34:30):
We had a request for that one, and then we
had to complain about it as well, So I'm like,
it's dolly time. It's time to revisit that one. We
haven't been doing dead Pet of the Week just because
we aren't getting any dead Pet of the Week ghost story.
So if you've got them, definitely send them. All right,
what have you got?
Speaker 8 (34:43):
Thanks to Tiffany who sent us one. She says, when
I was six years old, my grandma's calico kitten was
hit by a car and died. Oh she gave us
this pet carrier years later, and it stayed in my bedroom.
One night, I list inside the pet carrier and saw
this orb and these two black eyeballs. Then two black
circles came floating from the tech carrier towards me. I
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had goose bumps after that. The small cage door of
the carrier would also move slowly open when I tried
to close it.
Speaker 1 (35:10):
All that's very sweet, but that's also when I would
move the carrier straight out to the garage.
Speaker 8 (35:16):
Really, it's a cat, all right.
Speaker 1 (35:18):
So this email comes from Catherine. She says, Hello, I
just found your podcast yesterday and I'm hooked. Heard you
were looking for stories, and I thought of when this's ongoing.
At my job. I work in a hospital operating room
in Connecticut. Since COVID nineteen, we have reduced our non
elective surgeries and basically only do emergency cases. I think
to lack of staff and patience in the building has
either made us more aware of the activity or caused
(35:38):
a surge, but I'm not sure which. They recently updated
an old part of the hospital that has been around
since nineteen oh four. This corner was at one point
the emergency room, but it's now used for rooms and
a staff lounge. Anyways, room tend there gives me a
weird feeling. Someone died before surgery and there not long ago,
and the tourniquet now turns on by itself a new core.
I don't even know what a tourniquet is, but that
does sound creepy.
Speaker 8 (35:59):
Well, it was something that you used to stop the bleeding.
Speaker 1 (36:02):
They must have like an automatic one or something. H Yeah,
So she said the new coworker started back in February
and she didn't know the history of the room, but
she told me. She didn't like to be in there
alone either. About a month later, I had to get
room ten ready for a case the next day. My
coworker was gonna help me, but she had to use
the restroom first. I went into the room and was
about to switch the light on, but I heard a
male voice whispering. It sounded like he was having a
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conversation or telling someone a secret. I couldn't make out
what he was saying, but it sounded so real I
thought a male nurse was in there gossiping to someone.
I switched on the lights and looked around the corner,
ready to say, what are you guys gossiping about? But
no one was there. It shocked me, so I ran
out of there looking for my coworker. I had no luck,
so I called her phone and she answered very upset.
She had apparently also gone into the room and said,
(36:45):
I know this is crazy, but when I went in there,
I heard a woman screaming. Yeah. Then she admitted to
me that she had heard the screams before but had
never told anyone. We started telling our stories to the
people we work with, and many had heard or seen
strange things as well. The maintenance guy said he's seen
the anesthesia machine and computers turn on and off by themselves.
He also once saw the digital clock on the wall
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go back in time two minutes, blink a few times,
and they go back to the current time. About a
week after that, another shift crew was sitting in the lounge.
They saw a man dressed like he worked there use
his badge to enter through a nearby exit door. Well,
they were in shock as he walked right past them
because nobody has used that door as an entrance for ages.
So they reported it, but security said that there were
no hits on any badges at that door. He also
(37:28):
didn't turn up on any security footage, even though that
man walked by at least three cameras in the lounge
and offices. If anything additional happens, I will let you
guys know. Take care and keep up the good work. Catherine, Hi, Rebecca,
and Julie.
Speaker 10 (37:40):
This is Rachel sending you a voice memo all the
way from Michigan. I wanted to tell you about my grandpa,
who passed away in two thousand and nine. A little
bit of backstory. I was living in Florida at the
time with a relative, and my grandpa lived in Ohio
and he was out with an old hunting buddy lifelong friends,
and as the story is told, he died from a
(38:02):
single gunshot wound and it was buckshot.
Speaker 1 (38:05):
To be exact.
Speaker 10 (38:06):
My grandmother that he was married to was very sick
on dialysis and needed a lot of care. According to
the old hunting buddy, the story that we got was
that they both went to sleep for the night and
the next thing you know, there was a single gunshot
and he found my grandpa and he was dead. So
some people say it's suicide, and some people say that
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he asked him to put him out of his misery.
He didn't want to take care of my grandma anymore,
and he asked his oldest friend to help him. As
far as the story goes of me seeing his ghost,
like I said, I lived in Florida and we lived
in a condo, so it was three floors. I had
gotten home and I was home by myself. I went
up the stairs and there's a landing and then you
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can turn left to go into one room and turn
right to go into my room. But there's not a
lot of visibility around the corners, and I had glanced
into the room on the left just passed by sort
of and I saw a floating figure of my grandpa.
And he's a very classic man, very tall, dark hair, glasses.
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He always wore the same clothes every single day. He
wore a white polo shirt with collar. He wore jeans, glasses,
hair slicked back, very old fashioned. And I saw him
floating there, and he was not looking at me, but
he was just kind of floating, and I could tell
because it was like he was bent at the knee,
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and his skin looked like charred leather, like he was
on fire, like he had been put out, and he
was was kind of smoking a little bit. And I
was completely and utterly terrified. I ran into my room.
I barricaded the door, and then I went into my
closet and I barricaded that and I called my mom
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and I said, Mom, this is going to sound crazy,
but I just saw Grandpa like a ghost or an apparition.
And at this point, I'm shaking and crying. I'm home alone.
I did not go out of my room until somebody
got home. I don't remember how long it was in
between the first time and the second time, but I
saw him again, just in the same position. It was
(40:14):
the exact same I had come home, come up the stairs,
glanced in there and I saw him again, and I
did the very same thing, went into my room, called
my mom in the closet, and she is a very
spiritual type as far as you know, tarot cards, things
like that, and she told me that if I told
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him to go away, the spirit or entity or what
have you, that it would not face to face. Obviously
that's terrifying, but I could do that and it would
go away. And I did. I did right then and
there I said, Grandpa, I love you, but you're scaring me.
I want you to go away. And I never saw
him again. So it was very emotional. But thank you
(40:56):
for letting me tell my story. I listened yesterday for
the first time and it's scared the but Jesus out
of me, and I loved it. So keep doing what
you guys are doing, and thank you.
Speaker 6 (41:06):
Okay, y'all, we are back next week with regular episodes,
including audio of yet another creepy voice.
Speaker 1 (41:13):
Crazy how many we're getting? What is happening right now?
Speaker 6 (41:16):
We're also going to share the Bigfoot Mama's story that
Derek from Monsters among Us sent to us If you
have not heard that the interview with him, you absolutely
need to go back and listen because it is truly
one of the craziest stories we have ever heard.
Speaker 1 (41:28):
I really kind of want to make a Bigfoot Mama
T shirt now, but the mental image is pretty rough,
you know.
Speaker 6 (41:36):
Right, Like, I don't even know how you go about
drawing that.
Speaker 1 (41:39):
About bigfoot daties.
Speaker 7 (41:44):
All right.
Speaker 1 (41:44):
In the meantime, though, yank teats, big teats, y'all know
the drill because you've been doing it for six years now.
By the way, Happy six year anniversary, Rebaca, Happy universary.
We want all your spooky stories written or recorded audio
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Speaker 11 (42:26):
Most of all, we have to thank you for listening
and for sharing your stories with us.
Speaker 6 (42:31):
By the way, Julie, if I die first, I'm coming
back to haunt you all, come back to haunt you
to Rebecca
I have got some ghost stories for you. I'm hearing
these voices, but there's nobody else around. I don't like
the skeleton man. He's so mean to me, and he
bites me at night.
Speaker 2 (00:12):
And suddenly this stool, completely of his own volition, slid
good to maybe three feet out into the center of
the bar.
Speaker 3 (00:20):
He walks towards the ocean and he gets through the water.
Speaker 4 (00:23):
He just disappeared.
Speaker 5 (00:25):
I feel someone run their hand under my butt cheek,
just sliding under my butt.
Speaker 1 (00:33):
So that is my ghost story. Hi, and welcome to
hand As the podcast. The real ghost story is told
by real people. We are your host. I'm Julie Fish
and I'm Rebecca Black, and welcome to our five Years
from COVID episode Hope you're ready to jump back in
our little time machine and head back to twenty twenty,
(00:54):
a time of toilet paper, warning bandit masks and cases
of canned sue, did you actually do any of those things?
Did you hoard the tepee? I did? Don't tell anything, No,
you did not, Okay, all right, Julie, you're a horrible person.
I only bought one big case of like twenty four
but it's not hoarding though. That's just a regular you know. Okay, okay,
(01:14):
but I did it before everything went down, okay, And
I just remember every oh oh, in cases of tomato soup,
which I don't think we ate any of it ever.
I don't even like tomato soup especially, but it's gotta
be with a grilled cheese. Yeah, it was so but
I remember people staring me down at the grocery store, like,
and this was before everybody was hoarding, is when we
(01:34):
had toilet paper. That's hilarious. I just, oh, my god,
I can't believe you. And you know what, if I
was a podcaster worth my damn, I would have pulled
the old intro music. I was just thinking of that
as our intro music was playing. I wish I had
gone in and found it. I'll go see if I
can find it for everybody. I just remember calling you
from my closet to do that.
Speaker 6 (01:54):
Yes, yeah, I would literally go in my closet, shut
the door, surrounded by clothing and talk to you because
it was the why it has placed in our apartment
at the time.
Speaker 1 (02:01):
I actually just heard that episode.
Speaker 7 (02:03):
Yeah.
Speaker 1 (02:03):
Yeah, I've been going back and listening to all of
our old episodes. Yeah, find these stories.
Speaker 6 (02:08):
Okay, I feel like we're remembering COVID a little bit
too fondly here. I know that was not exactly the
greatest time in our world. No, it was it, but
it was for our podcast, so that's why.
Speaker 1 (02:18):
That's why we're excited about it.
Speaker 6 (02:20):
People actually were finding us from the Chris Jericho podcast,
and since they didn't have anything else to do, they
were listening NonStop and of course sending a story. So
here's a look back at some of our favorites from
the COVID outbreak. Sounds weird to say in twenty twenty.
Speaker 2 (02:33):
And I could very clearly feel like someone had sat
down on the bed next to me.
Speaker 3 (02:37):
My one sister, Teresa had come literally floating down the stairs.
Speaker 1 (02:42):
She never touched those stairs coming down.
Speaker 8 (02:45):
One night we went downstairs, we heard a bang like
some of those fallen. Several doors in the kitchen cabinets
were open, like wide open. But there's very distinct audio
on one of the videos that says, open the door,
very nasty, demonic founding boy.
Speaker 1 (03:02):
So that is my ghost story. Hi, and welcome to
Haunted AF. This is the podcast a real ghost stories
told by real people. We are your hosts I'm Julie.
Speaker 8 (03:13):
Fisk and I'm Rebecca Black.
Speaker 1 (03:15):
As you can tell, this is the coronavirus episode of Honda. Yeah,
I'm making Rebecca call in because we're self quarantined. Nobody's
sick in the house. But here's the thing. I have kids,
and I don't mean it like, oh, I have kids,
I have to No, I have a twelve year old
who will go into a store and touch everything and
then bite her fingernails. So this is more about keeping
(03:35):
the world safe from us just in case. So hopefully
this won't last all too long. So Christina from Nashville
reached out through honidaf dot com and she says, Hey, ladies,
I love the podcast. I've been listening for the last
week and still have not caught up. But I was
wondering if you had ever read this series of posts
on Reddit's No Sleep. It's from a search and rescue
officer for the US Forest Service, and this person tells
(03:58):
several stories that will give you massive So here's the
first story that I read. He says, I was teamed
up with another officer because we had received reports of
bears in the area. We were looking for a guy
who hadn't come home from a climbing trip and we
found him trapped in a small crevasse with a broken leg.
He had been there for almost two days and his
leg was obviously infected. We were able to get him
into a chopper, and I heard from one of the
(04:20):
mts that the guy was absolutely inconsolable. He kept talking
about how he had been doing fine, and when he
got to the top a man had been there. He
said the guy had no climbing equipment and he was
wearing a parka and ski pants. He walked up to
the guy and when the man turned around, he said
he had no face. It was just blank. He freaked
out and ended up trying to get off the mountain
too fast, which is why he had fallen. He said
(04:42):
he could hear the guy all night climbing down the
mountain and letting out these horrible muffled screams.
Speaker 8 (04:48):
He says, Oh my god.
Speaker 1 (04:50):
He says, that story bothered the hell out of me.
Speaker 9 (04:53):
Hello, Haunted af ladies. This is a jud from the
nineties Guys podcast. When I was little, it was my
brother Josh's birthday, Me and one of my other brothers.
We were playing soccer in the basement he had to
go to the bathroom. So I was just sitting downstairs
in my basement, and out of the corner my eye
(05:13):
something caught my attention, and so I turned to look,
and I noticed a giant orb floating across the back
of my basement. And it was not one of those
little orbs that you see in those videos that people show, like, oh,
that's an orb going into something. This orb was probably
three feet wide by three feet tall, in a perfect
(05:34):
circle orb, and it just slowly drifted from one side
of the basement all the way to the other side
and then disappeared behind the basement steps. And you know,
being a little kid, of course, I freaked out and
ran up the stairs. And as soon as I got
to the top of the stairs, my mom looks at
me and goes, what's wrong, And being a little kid,
I didn't want to tell her what I just saw
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because I didn't want her to think I was crazy.
So that was my first experience was with a really
big orb. It was very bright, it looked like it
had its own light emanating from it, and just slowly,
I mean I probably saw it for a good thirty seconds.
And then the second experience I had. It was in
the same house. It was a year to year and
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a half later. I had woke up on a Saturday
morning to get up to watch cartoons. I just something said,
just kind of told me to wake up. So I
woke up, and I looked at the foot of my
bed and there was a little boy dressed in full
like pioneer clothes. He looked like he was a little
kid on the organ trail. He had some overalls on
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and the shirt that he had on was very dated
as well. At first I thought it was just like
me waking up and whatever. But the thing that I
noticed when he realized that I was awake and looking
at him, he took off running. And he didn't run
out the bedroom door, which was right next to him.
He ran the other direction, straight into a wall in.
Speaker 1 (06:59):
Disapp So now we have a story from Katie out
of North Carolina. She says, hey, y'all, hope you're staying
healthy and safe. Love the podcast. This may be more
of a creepy story than a haunting. It's from this
past February twenty twenty. We had a birthday party for
my son and I always get him a big balloon
for his birthday because he really enjoys them. This year,
I got a giant cookie Monster. Well, we had the party,
and while the other balloons deflated quickly, cookie Monster still
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seemed to have helium, so we kept him around, eventually
cutting off the string. Let me preface this by saying
that we've lived in our house for two years, but
it's actually forty five years old. There hasn't been any
real paranormal activity, but I've gotten creepy feelings now and then,
like herring noises or uneasy sensations. Well, this balloon was
in the kitchen, floating around for days. We kind of
forgot it was there. Around the end of February. It's
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the middle of the night. My husband wakes up screaming.
The Cookie Monster was hovering right over his head. I
know the heat was running that night, but it'd run
every night as long as we'd had that balloon, and
it had never left the kitchen. To get up to
the bedroom, the balloon had to sink below a doorframe,
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go up the stairs, turn left, and sink below another doorframe,
crossed the room to get to that spot. My husband
put the balloon in the bedroom closet and the next
morning we went to work. We got home that day,
it had left the closet somehow and was in the
shower stall in the bathroom.
Speaker 8 (08:20):
Oh way.
Speaker 3 (08:22):
Yes, I'm not.
Speaker 1 (08:24):
Sure whether or not this is a real haunted event,
but we didn't wait long to find out. We defleated
cookie monster, put him in the trash and out to
the curb. He has it returned, so that's good enough
for me.
Speaker 3 (08:33):
Again.
Speaker 1 (08:33):
This from Katie in North Carolina. This first story comes
from Shoshana.
Speaker 5 (08:38):
So this happened years ago when I was still with
my ex. Whenever he drank a lot of beer, he
would snore and keep me awake, and so I would
come out of the bedroom, shut the door, and go
out into the living room and sleep on the couch.
So I started doing this at the new place, and
pretty soon I noticed that whenever I did this, these big,
heavy footsteps would come stomping through the kitchen, out into
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the living room, up to the couch and stop right
by my head. And this happened every time I slept
out there. So but the weird thing was I never
heard the bedroom door open. I just heard the footsteps.
He was a pretty big guy, and I thought it
was probably him just coming out there looking for me,
and so I would just keep my eyes shut, waiting
for him to mess with me or whip off the
(09:18):
covers or something, but that never happened. So one night
I was like, Okay, I'm going to catch him at it.
So I was lying there pretending to sleep, and the
footsteps came out and stopped right by my head. So
I popped my eyes open and there was nobody there.
So I got up and just to be sure, and
I checked the bedroom door and it was shut and
he was sawing logs behind it. So as time went by,
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I just kind of got used to this because I
figured whatever it was, it just liked watching me sleep.
It didn't mess with me at all, except for one
night I felt like it was trying to communicate with me.
I felt like it was trying to tell me a joke,
and I didn't get it. But that's too complicated to
try to explain here. Anyway, about seven or eight years
(10:01):
went by and the landlord was selling the place and
we had to move. So as I was carrying the
last of our stuff out of the house, it seemed like,
just all of a sudden, this darkness, this gloom just
came down over the whole place, and there was this
feeling of just sullen anger and sadness, like something was
watching me. And I got the hell out of there
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and got in the car and then we were out
of there. I felt kind of sorry for whatever it was.
I felt bad for leaving it behind, and I've thought
since then from time to time maybe I should go
back and visit it, but I don't think that would
be a very good idea. And hopefully somebody else lives
there now that is keeping it company. Anyway, that's my story.
Speaker 8 (10:45):
Oh yeah, that is kind of sweet, but god, I
want to know the joke, so.
Speaker 1 (10:49):
I need to read this story that came in from Lauren.
Lauren says hello, and that's she's like multiple o's at
the end of that. So she says, first of all,
hope you're all staying safe in this upside down world.
Thank you for this podcast. Is helping me be productive
whilst having to work from home. And I want some
points for not doing this with an accent, and Lauren says, Okay,
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here's the story. I moved down to Manchester from the
Northeast to start university in the summer of twenty thirteen,
I couldn't be arched with student dorms, so me and
two other friends found a house off campus. I was
the first to move in and lived alone for two
weeks before my housemates arrived. The first few days were fine,
and then I started to hear this light, banging noise
coming from the attic right above my head. Didn't think
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much of it at first because it's an oldest house.
It happened every night, not during the day, for about
six nights. It was pissing me off, and then I thought,
what if this is a pipe about to burst or
we have squirrels. So the next morning I rang my landlord,
who sent over a handyman to look about the place.
The guy got on his ladder and looked into the
attic and then gasped. Then he asked me to go
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into my room and tell him if this was the
same noise it was he shot himself. Told me to
go have a look. In the attic above where I
slept was an old goddamn rocking horse. The noise. The
noise was it gently rocking like some old ass, dusty
ghost child having fun. One night, while laying in bed,
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I was sick of the banging noise. I'd also had
a few beers and was feeling braved, and I screamed
stop it, and the noise stopped. Any other time it
got too loud or went on for too long, I
would ask it to stop, and it would. Other spooky
shit happen. All three of us had things go missing.
One day, whilst cleaning, we found all of our things
on the very top shelf in an old airing cupboard.
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She says, that's what we'll call the linen closet in
the US. I'll never forget my first year in Manchester.
I've tried to find my old phone so I could
get a photo with a rocking horse, but it seems lost.
We need Lauren find it. We need to see this
rocking horse, she says. I'll keep looking. Stay spooky, Lauren,
ps ah, I forgot a part. Sorry. After we moved out,
about three months later, I got a message from my
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old landlord asking if they could pass my email to
the new tenants as they had questions. I genuinely, god,
we genuinely thought that they would ask me how to
turn the heat on or how to use the dishwasher. Nope,
I got a message from them asking if we had
anything weird happen when we lived there, And again that's
from Lauren.
Speaker 8 (13:15):
So I love that he momed the crap out of
that go. Yes, she did, like he doesn't stop it.
Speaker 1 (13:21):
But I love to say that she would let it
go for a little while, as like the old ass
dusty ghost up there. She's like, Okay, have some fun,
get on your little rocking horse. It's fine, but it
goes on to bed. I did ask her, I'm like, well,
what did they want to know? Were they hearing the
rocking horse? And she said that they had just noticed
that their things had gone missing. And she was like,
so I told them where that top shelf was and
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to go and look in there because that's where we
had found our stuff. And she never heard back from them,
so she's like, I assume they found all their stuff
and everything was fine after that. This one comes from Skyler.
Speaker 7 (13:51):
Hi, Julian Rebecca. My name is Skyler. I'm a postal
worker in South Jersey. I just wanted to start off
by saying how much I absolutely love and appreciate your show.
You know, I'm out here righting around in my truck
or walking all day long and it really helps the
time pass by. I actually finished and got caught up.
So now I'm starting the seasons all over again because
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I enjoy it just that much. But I figured, you know,
let me go ahead and share my contributions. So me
and my friends grew up in you know, rural North Carolina.
You know, thirteen fourteen fifteen, we had run in the neighborhood.
I mean we'd be out till one or two in
the mornings in the summertime. Well, this one time we
were outside and all of a sudden, a thick, missed
(14:34):
fog rolled in. Couldn't see more than ten feet in
front of you, and we just hear ice cream truck
music start playing. It's like two am.
Speaker 1 (14:44):
You know.
Speaker 7 (14:44):
We look at each other and we all just bolted.
We ran right inside, locked all the doors, locked all
the windows. We talked about it like a little bit.
The next day. We're like, did you guys heard that?
Speaker 4 (14:55):
Right?
Speaker 7 (14:55):
That was that was real? And then we're like, we
just agreed not to talk about it again.
Speaker 1 (15:00):
Uh, that was not an ice cream truck, you know that. That
was some weird ass clown car.
Speaker 8 (15:03):
Yes, murdery clown coming to get you.
Speaker 1 (15:05):
Some tiny Fiat packed with like eighteen creepy clowns in there.
Speaker 8 (15:09):
Yeah, I'm so glad to know that I'm not the
only one who's terrified of the ice cream truck sound.
When I hear it coming down the street. I'm like,
I'm out because I always think that something bad is
working in the freezer.
Speaker 1 (15:21):
So this story comes from Stephanie, and she sent a
handful of really good stories that we're going to be
sharing over the next couple of weeks, but her first one,
she says, I'm currently the director of nursing for a
hospice in Mississippi, been doing this for ten years. During training,
you have to go out to houses and pronounce patients
that have passed away, So this was my very first one.
It was a sad situation. No words of comfort can
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ease the pain of the family that's feeling it, but
of course we try. When the paperwork had been completed,
we asked them to step in the other room so
we could clean and prepare her body. This little lady
had cancer and she was wasted away to nothing but
skin and bones, So we took time cleaning her as
gently as we could and redressed her in her nightgown.
After we finished, The family came back in and we
waited for the funeral home to arrive. When they did,
we assisted loading her into the van, and then we
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all said our goodbyes to the family. I drove off
down a dark road around three am, and during the
drive I kept thinking about her face and how thin
she had become. That I started feeling like I was
in alone. So I lived in my rear view mirror
and there she was. Her face was still sunken in,
but she was with me. It startled me so badly
that I swerved off the road and I had to
quickly jump back on. When I rided the car, I
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looked back and she was gone. Don't know why she
decided to hitch a ride with me that night, but
she certainly did so that was oh wow.
Speaker 4 (16:35):
My name is Julia. I live in Germany. Grew up
in Germany and in the United States, but have been
in Germany for twenty years. I found your podcast about
three weeks ago and I have been binging the crap
out of it. It scares me so bad that when
I wake up at night to go to the bathroom,
I just don't go. I just lay in bed and
hold it because I'm so freaked out. I have always
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had paranormal experience, says, because my mother was and is
very open to it. So I have played Ouiji board,
We've tried all kinds of different things, like making the
pencil roll by itself off the table, or pendling or whatever.
One of the things that freaks me out the most
is dolls, clowns, and magicians. I don't like any of them,
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but I also have a podcast where I talk about
those things and make fun of them, so I wouldn't
be surprised if one of these days a doll comes
out and kills me. As far as my paranormal experience go,
they're different. I have several because it doesn't really scare me,
and I've had it happen since I was eleven years old,
so it doesn't really bother me as much. One of
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the major ones I had was a couple of years ago.
I was sitting in my living room and I saw
a little boy run past my doorway. He had on
a red little jacket and shorts and short brown hair,
and I heard him laughing, and he ran past again,
and I said, I see you, and he laughed and
he was gone, and I told my family about it,
and they thought I was crazy because they hate it
(18:04):
when I tell them things like this. I tell them
a store and they go, stuf, that's stuff.
Speaker 1 (18:06):
That stuff.
Speaker 4 (18:07):
I don't want to hear it because it freaks them out,
but I think it's funny. So a couple of months later,
we were at my house and we were having a
Christmas cookie bake off. I had all my friends over.
Everybody was doing a different recipe and my friend comes
in and she says, something just ran into the bathroom
and I said, was it a little boy with a
red jacket on? And she said yes, And I said, oh, yeah,
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he's been here before. And I was really happy about it,
because you know, when you're the only one that sees things,
sometimes people think you're crazy. So after I saw her
face and she was freaked out, I felt pretty good
about it. So I haven't seen him since, but I
do have people walking up and down the stairs. Something
knocks on my bedroom door every night. You hear different
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things in the house, you know, just regular stuff. The
other one was I used to work for the PX,
which is a store that is on mill Terry bases
and here in Mannheim, where I worked at there was
a lot of action in World War Two. The Americans
eventually came in and took over and stayed for thirty years,
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which was awesome because that's how I ended up being born.
But there's a lot of dead soldiers that were there,
German and American. So one morning, we started at six
o'clock in the morning, so there wasn't a lot going on.
My colleague and I are standing in an aisle, and
the way it was set up was there was aisle
aisle aisle, and then a long aisle on the end
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where you could walk through the whole store and then
turn into the aisle that you needed to go to.
So we're standing in the aisle and we're talking, and
out of the corner of our eye, we see a
soldier in full you know, uniform, helmet, rifle walk past
the shelf. And I looked at her and she looked
at me and she said, please tell me you just
(19:53):
saw that, and I said, yep, I did. And we
were so happy that the other person had seen it,
because that's the kind of thing where people think you're,
you know, nuts. But there was a lot of soldiers
that you saw there. There was a lot of soldiers
walking around patrolling, and I'm not talking about the real ones.
I'm talking about the ghost soldiers. And because we were
there so early in the morning in the winter time,
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it was dark, you didn't see them in the daylight,
but you saw him walking around all the time on post,
and especially around where the PX is because that's where
a major battle took place. But anyway, like I said,
I've always had experiences and they don't really bother me.
But the stuff people talk about on your podcast freaks
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me out. So keep them coming. I'm really excited and
if you want any more stories, I'll be happy to
send them to you. Bye bye.
Speaker 1 (20:41):
Okay, we got an email from Catherine. She says, hello,
ghost Linings, found your very fun podcast through answers with
Joe and it's been getting me through this quarantine. Thank
you for being all of our ghosty long distance BFFs.
Much love, and then she writes something in Danish, I'm
not even going to try to say it, okay, so
here's her story. I do feel it's important to preface
by saying that I'm a strict rationalist. I don't believe
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in anything spiritual. Even with this story, I'm sure there's
a rational explanation that I haven't thought of yet, but
it still makes a good story. My parents have a big,
old house that was built in the nineteen twenties. It
was a lovely, rickety place, full of character to grow
up in, and I had never had any other strange
experiences there besides this one event. One night, when I
was in high school, I was coming home very late
from a cast party after one of our school shows.
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I wasn't drunk or high, just exhausted. I slumped on
the couch to watch some late night TV and try
to wind down. I began to doze on the couch
when I woke up abruptly to the smell of cigarette smoke.
No one in the house smokes, and certainly no one
would smoke inside. But it was a hot May evening,
and I thought maybe my parents had left one of
the windows open. I was fully awake and got up
to close whatever window was open, thought nothing of it.
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The windows were all closed, though the fluorescent ceiling light
was on in the kitchen, and the reflection of the
entire room could be seen clearly in the large pane
of glass. I turned around, gathering my things to go
to bed, and I glanced towards the window and saw
the clear reflection of the kitchen. There was a woman
sitting in my kitchen, smoking a cigarette with a red
plastic ashtray. We have no chair in the kitchen and
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no ashtray. She was very clear in the reflection. She
had whiter skin than I'd ever seen, with sunken cheeks
and hollow eyes. She looked emaciated and had long, stringy
black hair with a thinning hairline. Her huge white T
shirt was grungy, and her hair was held back with
an equally grungy, white scrunchy. I was terrified, but I
couldn't stop looking, and I had the sensation that she
was glaring right at me. My first thought was, oh God,
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there's an intruder in my house. Because she wasn't transparent
or floating or anything like that. She looked as solid
as the kitchen table. But when I saw what she
looked like, I realized no living person could look so strange.
This was the first time I ever truly felt hair
raising on the back of my neck. Before that, I
thought it was an exaggeration or turn of phrase. It's not.
It's definitely not. I stepped away and closed my eyes, thinking, Okay,
(22:48):
I'm gonna look in the window and it won't be there.
I looked again, she was still there. In the reflection,
I couldn't bring myself to turn around and look into
the kitchen and ran back into the living room, balled
up on the couch and stayed there all night, eventually sleeping.
I didn't have the guts to pass through the kitchen
and go upstairs, so think about that. She would have
had to go through that kitchen to get to her bedroom,
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so she just stayed on the sofa all night. Later
I found out that before my parents moved into the house,
a lady lived there by herself. She fell asleep on
the couch one night with a cigarette in her hand.
There was a bad fire. I have no idea what
happened to her. The house was repaired with no trace
of damage, and my parents made it their home. So
she does not know that the lady died in the
house there or anything right, but she thinks that maybe
that's who she saw in the window.
Speaker 7 (23:30):
Check on that.
Speaker 8 (23:30):
I think the lady died by her own cigarette.
Speaker 3 (23:33):
I call this myne Glitchen the Matrix story, because I
don't know how else to describe it. Several years ago,
my family and I moved to Georgia and my daughter
started preschool at a church near our house, and I
would pick her up in the afternoons, and of course,
traffic getting out of the preschool onto the main road
would be a nightmare. So I learned pretty quickly to
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take an alternate route to and from school that kind
of wove through some neighborhood hoods and got me home
faster and I didn't have to sit at a bunch
of red lights and stuff like that. So the route
took us through kind of a trailer park. So one afternoon,
I picked her up at school and I turned down
the road that I always turned down, nothing unusual. My
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four year old is in the back seat. We're driving
down this road and the road, the road that I
turned down, is kind of a long road, and it
curves around before it finally comes to a stop sign.
And when I got to that stop sign, I would
take a right. So I'm driving down this road and
I get to the stop sign and there is no
right hand turn. You can only turn left. And I
stopped for a minute, and I'm looking around and I'm like,
(24:38):
did I accidentally make a wrong turn somewhere? Did I
turn off of this long main road that I turned down?
What was going on? Normally there's a right hand turn,
but where that turn would be there are woods, and
the only way, like I said, the only way you
can turn is turn left. So I sit there for
(25:01):
a minute, and I realize my daughter's in the back
seat and something very strange is going on. So I
decide to turn left and hope that I can turn
around in somebody's driveway. So I make the left hand turn,
and I drive a little ways up the road and
it ends in a like a cul de sac. So
I start to turn around in the cul de sac,
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and as I'm turning around, this other car that's like
probably an older model Honda or a Nissan, and it's black,
has made that left hand turn as well, and there's
a man driving it. And as I'm passing him, our
eyes kind of meet, and it's very clear from the
look in his eyes that he has no idea what
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is going on either, like he finds this situation as strange.
Speaker 1 (25:48):
As I do.
Speaker 3 (25:49):
So I go back to the stop sign. There are
still woods, and I turn back onto that main road
that I had originally driven down, and I have two choices.
I can go all the way back up to the
top of the road and take the alternate route home
that's got more traffic. Or I can go all the
way back up this road and I can come back
down and see if I've lost my ever loving mind.
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So I start driving back up the road, thinking, well,
I'm going to see if I could have accidentally turned
off this like if I just.
Speaker 1 (26:17):
You know how it is.
Speaker 3 (26:18):
Sometimes you're driving and you've driven a route so often
you're kind of not paying attention to what you're doing.
Maybe I turned off of the road somewhere. So I
go all the way back up to the top of
the road, and I turn around, and I drive all
the way back down the road, back down to the
stop sign. And when I get there, lo and behold,
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my right hand turn is there, right where it was
but has always been. I don't know what happened. I
take the right hand turn, I continue on my way home.
It's completely uneventful. At that point. It was so weird.
I drove that route almost daily for the next year
and a half while my daughter was in preschool, and
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I ever experienced it again every so often, just to
have curiosity, I'll go drive that route to see if
it happens again. And it has never happened again. It
was super weird. I tell my friends about it, and
they think I've lost my mind, and I'm like, it
was a glitch in the matrix. I don't know what
happened to that poor guy that I passed, who clearly
thought that this situation was just as weird as I did.
Speaker 1 (27:21):
So that's my.
Speaker 3 (27:21):
Glitch in the matrix story. I love your podcast, So
thankful for ghosts and the verbs and Liz Sour for
turning me onto it. Have a great day, ladies.
Speaker 1 (27:30):
Can you imagine sheltering in place with your haunted dolls?
Speaker 6 (27:33):
No?
Speaker 8 (27:33):
I bet that's a lot of entertainment, though, do you
think she's like Dance Dalts.
Speaker 1 (27:36):
Somebody needs to make a movie out of this. In fact,
let's contact Peter Duke's and tell him that we have
the next great horror movie with haunted dolls. So Rebecca
found this scary movie guy Where did you find this man?
Speaker 8 (27:48):
On Twitter? So he randomly started following me one day,
and then I started looking at all the movies that
he's made, and he does all horror films, and so
I just reached out to him and I'm like, you
know what, if you're listening to horror movies, like, you've
got to have a story, right and apparently you did.
Speaker 1 (28:01):
So here is the first story that he sent.
Speaker 2 (28:03):
So my experience took place at the Ambassador Hotel in
the early to mid two thousand, shortly before it was
scheduled to be demolished. I had never been there before.
I didn't know a tremendous amount about the place, except
for the fact that I knew Robert Kennedy had been
shot and killed there. So when first arriving, I was
struck by just the sheer size of it. It was
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a big place. It's a daunting looking place, made even
spookier by the fact that when you went inside and
at least went to the areas we were shooting in,
you know that the paint's peeling, there's dust, there's no electricity.
I mean, it's abandoned, I mean had long been abandoned.
So it kind of had this heavy feeling to it
from the start. And I remember we were shooting up
on one of the higher floors and I was taking
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an elevator up. I was all on my own and
I hit the correct floor number, but the elevator stopped
on its own about halfway up and the doors opened.
I of course didn't get out. I waited for them
to close, and the elevator can tinued up to the
proper floor, and I kind of shrugged it off, didn't
think anything of it. So I rode the elevator a
number of times later throughout the day with other people,
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and it worked fine. However, the next time that I
happened to be on my own, I was coming up
from the ground floor again and once again I hit
the correct floor number, but the elevator stopped on that
mid level floor, same floor as before. The doors opened,
and this time they didn't close, which I found odd
(29:28):
as they remained open. I guess the tug of curiosity
kind of took over and I decided to walk out
into this kind of abandoned hallway and check it out
a little bit while I had a few minutes. So
I came out, and as I did so, the elevator
doors closed behind me, and I remember thinking how just
absolutely endless the hallway looked. I mean, it was a
long hallway, the plaster, and the paint was peeling off
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the walls. The paintings had long fallen off or were
hanging off of the hangars. The carpet was torn up,
covered with the dark except for kind of intermittent shafts
of sunlight that were coming through whatever windows and whatever
open doors there happened to be. So I began to
walk down the hallway fifty or sixty odd yards, and
I remember noticing that there were no other footprints except
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for the footprints I was making in the dust, so
I knew no one had been down this hallway in
a very long time. My attention kind of pulled me
towards one open door in particular. I don't remember anymore
what it was about this particular room, but I stopped
and kind of began to peer in. I remember having
this feeling that there was someone inside the room. It
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wasn't an overwhelming feeling, but just kind of a quiet
little voice inside telling me that there was someone in
the room. So I kind of dismissed this, of course,
And as I leaned or began to lean through the
threshold of the doorway, I remember there being just a
quick passing of a shadow out of the corner of
my eye, just there gone, and before I could get
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a fix on it, the door just slam shut in
my face. Didn't hear any sounds in there, no one
yelling at me, no footsteps running up to slam the
door in my face, nothing like that. The door just slammed.
And it was at that point I decided I'd have
I'd had enough of my you know, quasi personal investigation
of this, of this abandoned hallway, and you know, I
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tailed it out there. I went back to the elevator
and went on with my day. It was nothing paramount.
It was nothing I guess you would say conclusively paranormal
about the experience, but I remember feeling that there was
something off about it. It had the feeling of something
paranormal to me. So there it is my experience from
the now demolished Ambassador Hotel.
Speaker 1 (31:43):
Okay, now we have to look at pictures of the
Ambassador Hotel. Yeah, to me, there's nothing better than an
old abandoned hotel.
Speaker 8 (31:50):
Yes, like and it's dirty and like the way he
sets it up. He's like you can see the hallway
in your brain like paint chipping down and feeling off.
Speaker 1 (31:58):
He actually sent a second story. You're gonna love this one.
Speaker 2 (32:01):
Another experience I had when I was very young, and
only when I was very young, was something that I
attributed to an entity, if you will, that I called
the color Man. And the reason I called him the
color man was because whoever or whatever this thing was
appeared to be made up of that myriad of colors
you see when you close your eyes real tight. At least,
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that's as close as I could ever come to describing
what this thing was made of. But it was distinctly
humanoid in its shape, except that it never made any noise.
It had no face, And as a young boy, I
remember that it would come visiting me late at night
in my bedroom, and it only happened a few times,
and all I can really recall is that I always
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knew when he was coming, could kind of feel it
when it was getting close, and I would pull my
sheets tight over my bed, tight over my face, and
despite this, I could always still see him approaching. I
would see him walking slowly over towards my bed, and
once he would get there, he would simply look down
at me and just kind of watch me. Never initiated
(33:05):
any contact, never tried to communicate in any way. He
just would stand there and I could just feel him
kind of looking down, observing, almost, and then he would
be gone, just like that. I don't have any memories
of him walking away. I just remember him not being
in anymore, like you'd blink your eye and he's gone again.
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It wasn't every night. It was only a few times,
and only when I was very little. I could have
been four or five, six, seven, somewhere in that range.
And once he stopped coming, he never came again. That
was kind of it. I don't to this day know
what to make of it. It's obviously easy enough to
brush this off as the overactive imagination of a young child,
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or it was a dream or what have you. But
I do remember being, you know, lucid, coherent, and alert.
In other words, I distinctly remember recognizing, even at a
young age, that I'm not sleep like. Whatever this thing is,
he's not human, and he's here and he's watching me,
you know. But there you go, the color Man experience.
Speaker 8 (34:08):
Hey, Julie, guess what we've got this week?
Speaker 1 (34:18):
Okay, all right, I'm sorry. I wanted to play your version.
We actually had a request for it this week.
Speaker 8 (34:24):
It or my gosh, wow, I'm really surprised by that.
It gets me every time.
Speaker 7 (34:28):
Though.
Speaker 1 (34:30):
We had a request for that one, and then we
had to complain about it as well, So I'm like,
it's dolly time. It's time to revisit that one. We
haven't been doing dead Pet of the Week just because
we aren't getting any dead Pet of the Week ghost story.
So if you've got them, definitely send them. All right,
what have you got?
Speaker 8 (34:43):
Thanks to Tiffany who sent us one. She says, when
I was six years old, my grandma's calico kitten was
hit by a car and died. Oh she gave us
this pet carrier years later, and it stayed in my bedroom.
One night, I list inside the pet carrier and saw
this orb and these two black eyeballs. Then two black
circles came floating from the tech carrier towards me. I
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had goose bumps after that. The small cage door of
the carrier would also move slowly open when I tried
to close it.
Speaker 1 (35:10):
All that's very sweet, but that's also when I would
move the carrier straight out to the garage.
Speaker 8 (35:16):
Really, it's a cat, all right.
Speaker 1 (35:18):
So this email comes from Catherine. She says, Hello, I
just found your podcast yesterday and I'm hooked. Heard you
were looking for stories, and I thought of when this's ongoing.
At my job. I work in a hospital operating room
in Connecticut. Since COVID nineteen, we have reduced our non
elective surgeries and basically only do emergency cases. I think
to lack of staff and patience in the building has
either made us more aware of the activity or caused
(35:38):
a surge, but I'm not sure which. They recently updated
an old part of the hospital that has been around
since nineteen oh four. This corner was at one point
the emergency room, but it's now used for rooms and
a staff lounge. Anyways, room tend there gives me a
weird feeling. Someone died before surgery and there not long ago,
and the tourniquet now turns on by itself a new core.
I don't even know what a tourniquet is, but that
does sound creepy.
Speaker 8 (35:59):
Well, it was something that you used to stop the bleeding.
Speaker 1 (36:02):
They must have like an automatic one or something. H Yeah,
So she said the new coworker started back in February
and she didn't know the history of the room, but
she told me. She didn't like to be in there
alone either. About a month later, I had to get
room ten ready for a case the next day. My
coworker was gonna help me, but she had to use
the restroom first. I went into the room and was
about to switch the light on, but I heard a
male voice whispering. It sounded like he was having a
(36:23):
conversation or telling someone a secret. I couldn't make out
what he was saying, but it sounded so real I
thought a male nurse was in there gossiping to someone.
I switched on the lights and looked around the corner,
ready to say, what are you guys gossiping about? But
no one was there. It shocked me, so I ran
out of there looking for my coworker. I had no luck,
so I called her phone and she answered very upset.
She had apparently also gone into the room and said,
(36:45):
I know this is crazy, but when I went in there,
I heard a woman screaming. Yeah. Then she admitted to
me that she had heard the screams before but had
never told anyone. We started telling our stories to the
people we work with, and many had heard or seen
strange things as well. The maintenance guy said he's seen
the anesthesia machine and computers turn on and off by themselves.
He also once saw the digital clock on the wall
(37:06):
go back in time two minutes, blink a few times,
and they go back to the current time. About a
week after that, another shift crew was sitting in the lounge.
They saw a man dressed like he worked there use
his badge to enter through a nearby exit door. Well,
they were in shock as he walked right past them
because nobody has used that door as an entrance for ages.
So they reported it, but security said that there were
no hits on any badges at that door. He also
(37:28):
didn't turn up on any security footage, even though that
man walked by at least three cameras in the lounge
and offices. If anything additional happens, I will let you
guys know. Take care and keep up the good work. Catherine, Hi, Rebecca,
and Julie.
Speaker 10 (37:40):
This is Rachel sending you a voice memo all the
way from Michigan. I wanted to tell you about my grandpa,
who passed away in two thousand and nine. A little
bit of backstory. I was living in Florida at the
time with a relative, and my grandpa lived in Ohio
and he was out with an old hunting buddy lifelong friends,
and as the story is told, he died from a
(38:02):
single gunshot wound and it was buckshot.
Speaker 1 (38:05):
To be exact.
Speaker 10 (38:06):
My grandmother that he was married to was very sick
on dialysis and needed a lot of care. According to
the old hunting buddy, the story that we got was
that they both went to sleep for the night and
the next thing you know, there was a single gunshot
and he found my grandpa and he was dead. So
some people say it's suicide, and some people say that
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he asked him to put him out of his misery.
He didn't want to take care of my grandma anymore,
and he asked his oldest friend to help him. As
far as the story goes of me seeing his ghost,
like I said, I lived in Florida and we lived
in a condo, so it was three floors. I had
gotten home and I was home by myself. I went
up the stairs and there's a landing and then you
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can turn left to go into one room and turn
right to go into my room. But there's not a
lot of visibility around the corners, and I had glanced
into the room on the left just passed by sort
of and I saw a floating figure of my grandpa.
And he's a very classic man, very tall, dark hair, glasses.
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He always wore the same clothes every single day. He
wore a white polo shirt with collar. He wore jeans, glasses,
hair slicked back, very old fashioned. And I saw him
floating there, and he was not looking at me, but
he was just kind of floating, and I could tell
because it was like he was bent at the knee,
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and his skin looked like charred leather, like he was
on fire, like he had been put out, and he
was was kind of smoking a little bit. And I
was completely and utterly terrified. I ran into my room.
I barricaded the door, and then I went into my
closet and I barricaded that and I called my mom
(39:51):
and I said, Mom, this is going to sound crazy,
but I just saw Grandpa like a ghost or an apparition.
And at this point, I'm shaking and crying. I'm home alone.
I did not go out of my room until somebody
got home. I don't remember how long it was in
between the first time and the second time, but I
saw him again, just in the same position. It was
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the exact same I had come home, come up the stairs,
glanced in there and I saw him again, and I
did the very same thing, went into my room, called
my mom in the closet, and she is a very
spiritual type as far as you know, tarot cards, things
like that, and she told me that if I told
(40:34):
him to go away, the spirit or entity or what
have you, that it would not face to face. Obviously
that's terrifying, but I could do that and it would
go away. And I did. I did right then and
there I said, Grandpa, I love you, but you're scaring me.
I want you to go away. And I never saw
him again. So it was very emotional. But thank you
(40:56):
for letting me tell my story. I listened yesterday for
the first time and it's scared the but Jesus out
of me, and I loved it. So keep doing what
you guys are doing, and thank you.
Speaker 6 (41:06):
Okay, y'all, we are back next week with regular episodes,
including audio of yet another creepy voice.
Speaker 1 (41:13):
Crazy how many we're getting? What is happening right now?
Speaker 6 (41:16):
We're also going to share the Bigfoot Mama's story that
Derek from Monsters among Us sent to us If you
have not heard that the interview with him, you absolutely
need to go back and listen because it is truly
one of the craziest stories we have ever heard.
Speaker 1 (41:28):
I really kind of want to make a Bigfoot Mama
T shirt now, but the mental image is pretty rough,
you know.
Speaker 6 (41:36):
Right, Like, I don't even know how you go about
drawing that.
Speaker 1 (41:39):
About bigfoot daties.
Speaker 7 (41:44):
All right.
Speaker 1 (41:44):
In the meantime, though, yank teats, big teats, y'all know
the drill because you've been doing it for six years now.
By the way, Happy six year anniversary, Rebaca, Happy universary.
We want all your spooky stories written or recorded audio
or a video and send those to Haunted Day of
Podcasts at gmail dot com so we can use them
on the next hanted AF.
Speaker 11 (42:02):
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Speaker 1 (42:16):
Got to say thanks to Andrew Mamaliga and Travis Vance
for the Hontidaef theme song, and to on Air Media
for titles and technical support. Also, big thanks to all
of the hontdayf Patreon supporters.
Speaker 11 (42:26):
Most of all, we have to thank you for listening
and for sharing your stories with us.
Speaker 6 (42:31):
By the way, Julie, if I die first, I'm coming
back to haunt you all, come back to haunt you
to Rebecca
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