The nagagusuku hotel is an abandoned and incomplete hotel in Okinawa, Japan. The incomplete hotel is located only 50m away from the Nakagusuku castle which is a tourist attraction and a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
An urban legend associated with the building explains why the hotel is incomplete and the construction was halted after millions were spent on the hotel.
According to the legend, a wealthy developer bought the land in order to take advantage of the tourists that visit the castle. The location was picturesque as both the Pacific Ocean as the east Chinese sea were visible. However, the land was believed to be a burial ground consisting of the graves from the distant past.
The locals as well as an old monk tried to warn the owner to not build a hotel there as the land was sacred and building the hotel would befoul the land. The owner however ignored all the warnings and started the construction. After the construction started many incidents started happening, many workers had unfortunate accidents and died while working there. A lot of workers quit their jobs after hearing these stories and witnessing the deaths of the fellow workers. The owner had already spent millions of dollars on construction, so he decided to continue the construction and before that he would prove everything as a hoax by staying at the construction site every night till the hotel is completed. Within the first three nights of staying there, the owner was driven insane by something on the land and it is still unclear whether he was admitted in a mental asylum or he committed suicide. The hotel still stands incomplete and would soon be demolished.
Waverly hills sanatorium is probably one of the most haunted buildings in the United States. It is also the most well known place among the paranormal investigators and all of them have either visited the place atleast once in their lifetime or have planned to visit there. But what makes the waverly hills sanatorium so haunted that even a person living continents away can recognise the name because of the stories and hauntings that they have heard.
Waverly hills sanatorium is a closed sanatorium located in Louisville/jefferson County, Kentucky. It was first opened to accomodate the tuberculosis patients as Kentucky was badly ravaged by the disease also known as the white plague.
In 1900s Kentucky had the highest tuberculosis death rate in America. This hospital was constructed to combat the deadly disease but due to the absence of a vaccine a lot of patients died here and the role of the hospital was only reduced to an isolation centre. Once a person would walk inside the grounds of the sanatorium, they would likely become it’s residents with almost zero chance of going outside again. It was like a small enclosed community growing its own food and everything with little to no contact with the outside world.
Even the treatments were not very pleasant. In one of the treatment practises patients lungs were exposed to ultraviolet light to stop the bacteria. Other treatments included the removal of several ribs from the chest wall to collapse a lung. Sometimes a part of the lung had to be removed from the patient’s body.
It is no secret that these medical practises were upto no good and a lot of patients died during the treatment itself.
Other treatments were less pleasant and much bloodier. Most patients who came with the disease did not survive. It has been estimated that a minimum of 6000 patients died here. Although the real number of deaths might be a lot higher as the mortality rate of the patients was really high. The staff did not want the patients to witness the dead bodies as it would lower their morale so a special body chute was built which was a tunnel like slide and the bodies were moved from there at night and it would lead to the back of the sanatorium.
The hospital was eventually closed off in 1961 due to antibiotic drug streptomycin that lowered the need for such hospital.
By 2001 after a long terrifying history of torture, ridicule and deaths it became the local haunted house.
Visitors reorted of slamming doors, lights in the windows as if power was still running, sound of footsteps . Teenagers and paranormal investigators often visit the building and multiple people have witnessed shadows moving from the corner of their eyes. People have ran off scared from the now dilapidated hospital and several investigators have claimed to be getting nightmares even after visiting the abandoned building only once.
Sightings of a little girl seen running up and down the third floor solarium, the little boy, the hearse that appeared in the back of the building dropping coffins.
The fifth floor of the building is considered to be the most haunted floor.
There was a room 502 on the fifth floor. The room felt like sadness. The head nurse of this room was found hanging from the light fixture. Another nurse jumped off the roof to her death. People sometimes witness moans and cries in this room.
The whole place is haunted by a grim presence called the creeper who apparently crawls along the floors and walls of waverly hills sanatorium. Some believe it’s an otherworldly spirit or demon, while others believe it’s a human spirit twisted by the trauma of death.
The tour guides and visitors have also claimed to have seen their dopplegangers or an entity mimicking them while inside the building.
Even if you don’t come across anything or these experience turn out to be just stories, the daunting structure of the building and it’s traumatizing past is enough to give you creeps.
Waverly hills now hosts paranormal investigators and visitors who wish to take a tour inside the sanatorium and know much more about the place.
Thousands of broken or deteriorated dolls of various styles are found throughout the island. The island was owned by Don Julian Santana. He left his wife and child and moved onto the island more than 50 years ago.
Don Julian believed that he had witnessed a girl getting drowned in the lake. Whether any such girl really died there or was at it all just a part of Don Julian’s imagination is a subject of debate. Nobody, not even his family believed that any such thing happened. But what happened afterwards is even creepier. Perhaps Don Julian’s complete life from then on revolved around thia particular incident.
Allegedly Don Julian started experiencing inexplicable situations, he became really scared and hung up the dolls he had found in the canals and garbage. He believed that those dolls would ward off evil spirits and would also serve as a sign of respect for the little girl who drowned there. After that he started hearing even more sounds, whispers, footsteps, screams etc in the darkness even though he was miles away from the civilisation. He was haunted by whispers that he would hear in the dead of the night even though he was on the island all by himself. For the next 50 or so years, out of fear he would hang even more dolls on trees. He would exchange even his crops for dolls. He used to hang the dolls in the same condition as he had found them making them even more hideous.
According to his relatives, it was as if Julian was being driven by some unseen force that completely changed him.In 2001 Julian was found dead on the same place where the girl had drowned (it is said that he died of heartattack). Since Julian’s death the island has become one of the most popular tourist location even appearing on shows like ghost adventures, Amazon Prime lore and buzfeed unsolved.
Soon after that, as the news began spreading about the mis-happenings at the island and the paranormal activity people started visiting the island. They would often bring dolls with them as an offering to pay tribute to the girl and Don julian. According to many tourists, they can hear whispers on the island and they eyes of the dolls appears to be following them. It is believed that people could see dolls turning their heads from the corner of their eyes. Now whether these stories are true or not, we have to atleast admit that the island is one of the creepiest places to be.
The dogman of Michigan is an urban legend from wexford county, Michigan about a creature that is seven feet tall, has a head of a dog and torso of a man. It closely resembles a werewolf, however people who have seen the creature, labelled it as dogman because its face resembled more of a dog than a werewolf. The legend was not widely known except for isolated encounters. It became really famous after 1987 when Steve cook, made a song about the creature and sightings.
Although it is reported that he had no idea that it was such a famous folklore. He just took references from experiences of people outside the state and other cryptids like the bigfoot and jersey devil. After the song was released, cook recieved 100s of calls about the alleged encounters with a creature similar to dogman. The creature is said to live around the mainstream river since the days when odawa tribes were present there. The dogman has been sighted more times than the Bigfoot, but despite this there have been no reports of attacks by the dogman or maybe the attacks might have gone unreported. A website ‘Dogman encounters’ has been dedicated to the legend and lots of people share their experiences and evidence of the existence of the beast. Many photos and videos have been circulated at the site and some of these evidences looks legitimate. According to the site, the dogman has been sighted in every continent except Antarctica. The dogman apparently surfaces during the years ending with seven.
Sightings
It was first sighted in 1887 by two lumberjacks. They believed it to be a dog of some kind and started chasing it until it let out a human like shriek and they booked it away from there. It was said that it emerges from the woods every ten years.
So many people from Michigan have caught sight of the dogman that it is not even considered a myth by many people there.
A person was attacked by a pack of dogs in the woods, he claims that one of them was so big and when he fired shots in the air from his gun it stood on its hind legs and walked inside of the trees after giving him a cold stare.
Along with Michigan, Pennsylvania also has its fair share of sightings of the dogman. Although there it is known as the werewolf but the description and the legends dating back to as far as the 1700s are really close to those of Michigan. Many people driving across the state at night have witnessed the creature and many people have witnessed the creature in the recent past as well .
Beliefs
Steve Cook, spoke with an elder from the Ottawa-Chippewa tribe in the 1980s who believed dogmen were members of a shapeshifting skin-walker tribe who became stuck somewhere between their human and animal forms.
This post was made on Askreddit by r/bingbong1234. He describes how he encountered or was haunted by someone in the various stages of life. How he was so traumatized by the sound of that whistle that he still remembers the sound after years.
I’ve been waiting a long time to tell Reddit the full story of The Whistler. This story requires many details, but it is unexplainable, creepy, and 100% true. I also have video evidence.
When I was about 8 years old I was taking my dog for a walk through the neighborhood with my mom. It was maybe 11pm. We live next to a swamp/woods area on the edge of our neighborhood in Lansing, Michigan. I remember it being very silent and slightly windy. From down in the swamp we heard somebody whistling at us. It sounded sort of like a bird, but each whistle was different enough where the lack of consistency made it human-like. The whistle sounded higher, then lower. I can’t really describe it. My mom had a concerned, slightly terrified look on her face and grabbed my hand and said that we should go inside quickly. I didn’t understand because I was too young, but seeing my mom freak out made me freak out too. After a while, though, I kind of forgot about it.
Two years later, I was taking my dog out again, late at night. There is a large bush that could easily obscure a person behind it just next to the front door. As I was finishing the walk, the whistling noise started again, same pitches, same inconsistent, human-like tones. As soon as I heard it, a chill went down my spine as I remembered exactly the feeling of seeing my mom, terrified, looking down into the swamp at something I couldn’t see (maybe she couldn’t either). I ran inside as fast as possible.
Years went by and I thought about it less and less. I told only a handful of people, and eventually it slipped from my mind.
Fast forward to last summer: I’m 24, started dating my girl Sarah. We moved out to South Dakota for work. For Independence day, we decided to go to Pierre, SD and watch the fireworks along the bank of the Missouri river. There was a free camping spot behind a hospital where you could pitch your tent, hang out, and see the fireworks up the river. We were near the end of the campground and there were very few people around us. As it was getting dark, the fireworks began. They were pretty far away, so the illumination they brought was very little. Thus, we had to sit right at the edge of the river to be able to see them. A huge thunderhead was moving in and a storm was imminent, so the air seemed electric and the wind was picking up. The atmosphere was eerie to say the least.
The police boats herded all the other boats off of the river and had left our area to do that elsewhere. Most of the other campers walked up the river to have a better view of the fireworks, but Sarah and I stayed back and were drinking PBR tallboys and kicking it. Suddenly, we heard the sound of a paddle methodically dipping into the water. We saw a figure steering a canoe about 20m off shore. Sarah decided to go get more beers from the car, leaving me alone to stare at this mystery person. And then, of course, they whistled at me. My entire body was frozen and covered in goosebumps. It was the exact same whistler from my childhood, more than a decade earlier. I looked at the figure, but it was much too dark to discern who it could be. They were wearing a hat. When they were perpendicular to the shore from me, they stopped paddling, turned the canoe to face directly at me, and whistled right at me. I was so frightened I stood up and shouted at them “who are you?!?” They didn’t say anything, just whistled a couple more times, turned the canoe 180 degrees, and paddled out of sight.
I’m a videographer, so I already had my camera by my side and was taking video of the fireworks. As the canoe was almost out of sight, I grabbed my camera and got a shot of them whistling as they went away. When Sarah came back from getting beers, she was very confused as to why I was so freaked out. When I explained, she was freaked out a bit too. I was convinced we would both be murdered that night. How did this whistling person follow me, after 14 years, all the way to South Dakota? Was it a coincidence? Why was it the same whistling noise?! Who was that person and where did they go?!?! So many questions still unanswered. To this day I’m more afraid of being outside in the dark where I might hear that whistling again.
I’m open to any explanations.
If there is interest, I will find a plug and edit a little video of the fireworks and the whistling noise and the canoe disappearing. I’m in Uganda currently and the internet is spotty where I am, so I’ll do my best.
tl;dr whistling person has haunted me since I was a boy. Can’t explain. Halp.
Someone in the comments suggested that this could be a well known Venezuelan legend “El Silbon”. A damned soul that warns people of their coming death.
Well we don’t know for sure if there is any explanation to this encounter that might not be supernatural but either way it’s one hell of a creepy encounter.
Pluckley is located in the Ashford district of kent, England.
The village is considered to be centuries old and some structures like the St. Nicholas church and the Dering chapel are said to be built in the 13th and 14th century.
Hauntings
Pluckley is regarded as one of the most haunted villages in Britain and it even has an entry in the Guinness Book of world records 1998 for the same reason.
Pluckley has featured in several TV shows and podcasts, “Ghost legends” and “Most haunted” to name a few.
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Reportedly there are more than 12 known spirits that haunt the village. The village is pretty old and have seen its fair share of wars and battles, lying on the edge of old forests of Andredsweald where during the early ages people fighting in wars, thieves and vagabonds used to hide. There have been many unexplainable deaths in this region and due to its long history one cannot determine how many of the reported deaths are true and how many deaths have gone unreported.
Most famous sightings
The Blacksmith’s arms
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A pub called The Blacksmith arms has an abundance of paranormal activity and it was so bad that the pub was called The Spectre’s arms or The Ghost arm’s. People attribute these hauntings to three spirits that are a regular at the pub, A Tudor maid, a coachman who gazes longingly at the fire in the public bar and a Cavalier wandering around the upstairs rooms.
The Ghostly horses
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Locals claim to hear the galloping of the horses along with the visions of a horse drawn carriage at the maltman’s hill.
St Nicholas churchyard
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An apparition known as the Red lady has been seen roaming around the churchyard supposedly looking for her child. The lady is said to have been buried in the graveyard. Another apparition known as the White lady also haunts the church.
Dicky buss’ lane
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A schoolmaster is said to have hanged himself on a tree in the dicky buss’ lane. His apparition can sometimes be seen swinging on the tree. Infact Dicky buss’ himself who was a Miller is said to haunt the abandoned old windmill in the village.
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The Screaming woods
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The screaming woods as the name suggest is one of the most creepiest attraction of the village. Even the bravest of the people are scared to venture in the forests or spend a night there. Screams can be heard from the forest after dark. These are believed to be of people who died in the forest.
The highway ghost
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A robber was injured with a sword and then pinned to an old oak tree by the spear. Locals have reportedly witnessed the whole scene playing on loop at the same place multiple times.
The Screaming wallworker
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There was a wallworker who was crushed to death by a wall of clay. People still claim to hear his anguished screams from the site of the brickworks
The village is considered a hotspot of paranormal activity, tourists have reportedly witnessed plently of paranormal activity. Nowadays locals have started to dismiss the stories surrounding the village as rumors but paranormal explorers from around the world still visit the village in the hopes of establishing some sort of contact with the otherworldly. Locals have started to stop these explorers from entering the village as they do not want to further sabotage the village’s reputation.
Bermeja is a phantom island of the North Coast of yucatán peninsula according to several maps of gulf of Mexico from 16th to 20th century.
The island was first mentioned by “Alonso de santa Cruz ” in a list of islands of the region published in Madrid 1539.
The island was what Mexico needed to extend its claim on offshore oil and stop the USA’s enroachment on Mexico’s interest in that department.
However, in the 1990s the island disappeared without a trace leading to the rise of many conspiracy theories, that the CIA had something to do with the vanishing island, ensuring that US would get all the oil and increase the US economic zone. Some people actually believe that the CIA blew up the whole island.
Bermeja island was found on historical maps between 1535 to 1775, after which it vanished from geographical records, appearing once again in the 1857 when a US map once again included it.
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The island was first reported missing in 1997 when a Navy fishing expedition was unable to find it. Due to the disappearance Mexico’s economic zone was greatly reduced.
Further research in 2009 also didn’t turn up any missing island creating even more confusion as to whether the island actually existed. However, most rational explanation of the disappearance could be an erroneous observation by early cartographers or shifts in the geography of the ocean floor.
La Recoleta cemetery is located in buenos aires is amongst the oldest cemeteries in Argentina.
In 2013 Cnn listed it as amongst the top 10 most beautiful cemeteries in the world. After the Argentine war of Independence and plan was made for a cemetery to house the wealthy elites when they passed on.
History
Cementerio del norte was created in 1822 which was later named La Recoleta cemetery The cemetery although well maintained can give you chills even during daytime. There are many legends and ghost stories related to this cemetery.
Legends
One legend begins with the horrifying death of Rufina Cambaceres. When she was 19 years old she collapsed , doctors examined her but se was presumed dead from a heart attack. After she was buried, the workers found that the coffin was disturbed upon examining they found out that the inside of the coffin bore scratch marks and Rufina’s face was bloodied. They realised that they had buried her alive and after waking up she had struggled to escape. Obviously tales are told about her restless spirit haunting the cemetery.
Another legend involves the gravedigger David alleno who had worked at the cemetery for most of his life.Living amongst the dead unfortunately changed his view on life. He put all his savings in buying a burial plot and a tomb.As soon as the tomb was completed he took his life and was buried there It is said that at night you can hear the jingling of the grave diggers keys as he wanders in the cemetery. One of the most famous urban legends is of the lady in the white According to the story, a young man meets a beautiful girl and takes his out. Suddenly she starts feeling cold so he lends her his coat, she spills some coffee on the coat.Next day he went to the girls house to get his coat only for the girls mother tell him that she has been dead for long and buried in recoleta cemetery. The man went to the cemetery and found his coat on her grave. The man kills himself.
Many people still claim to see her spirit and even have a conversation with her. Being one of the finest cemeteries, a lot of tourists visit there but this place can turn into someones nightmare within seconds.
In the world there are several rules of survival. People are taught about these rules since they were kids to prevent any misfortune. But what about the rules that no one teaches you? What about the rules relating to something a lot of people don’t even acknowledge?
Lots of people from different regions have figure out the rules of their region. I have figured out some of these general rules and I call them rules of delay because once you come in contact with these things, you can only delay the inevitable. Some of these rules are
1. Do not look back while walking on an empty road at night, however tempted you are.
2. Do not attach a mirror on the wall opposite of your bed. You don’t want faces peeking at you from the mirror.
3.Do not ever sleep at a place in your room where your are blocking someone’s way.
4. Always sleep with your feet towards your door and your head away from it.
5. If you are home alone trying to sleep and you hear a sound from inside the house, never leave your bed to investigate. Instead cover yourself with blankets.
6. Never try to talk to something you cant see in the darkness, not even as a joke. You will not like it if something replies back.
7.Never react to any sound when alone, it’s only when you acknowledge these sounds then these things come for you.
8. Do not look at the mirror directly at night and if you do, never break eye contact instantly. Look away slowly.
9.Never answer the door if you hear three consistent knocks. Either wait for the fourth or never open the door.
10.Never try to look from in between the cracks of the curtains.
11.Do not panic if you feel somebody’s presence behind you. Try to act normal.
These rules varies from place to place. Nobody has taught you these rules, but you still know about them subconsciously. You follow these rules without realising so and only when someone tells you about these rules than you realise that you already follow them. We don’t know what will happen if we don’t follow these rules, but do we really want to find that out?
Driving all around the country is a pain for some while for others it is a pleasure and for those whose livelihoods include driving around the country it can be either of the two. While on long stretch of roads miles away from any sort of civilization, our mind often starts playing trick on us or maybe we really experience something strange or supernatural and as theres nobody with us to attest about this we try to rationalize these things as our mind playing tricks on us or highway hypnosis of some sort or it can be both. While we can’t say for sure which of these things plays a more important part here are some of those creepy experiences from long haul truckers.
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I’m not a long haul trucker, but was on a kind of long road trip one night. Was about 1-2am. Saw a huge flash out towards the right rear passenger side. Almost like stadium lights turned on then off real quick. So bright and white, it was crazy. Thing is, I was on a major interstate, in the middle of a forest, no cars around me. My first thought was an angel or something. To this day I’m still stumped.
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A friend of my cousin was a long haul trucker. He was making a delivery across the country and was in a hardly used dirt stretch of a rural route. Since the road wasn’t exactly peachy he had to drive slowly.
He sees another truck slowly approaching from the opposite direction, and he sees the truck is the same as his. Since this isn’t fairly uncommon, he didn’t think much of it but as the other one grew closer he decided to honk in recognition of having the same kind of truck. The other one replies and all is good. That is, until they narrowly and very slowly had to pass one another. He turned to Iook at the driver and he saw himself. Not a reflection, not a similar person but his exact same copy, same clothes, same hat, same red beard, staring at him. They passed each other and that was that.
He told me he’d seen very weird things, but that was the moment he decided to stop being a trucker.
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Myself and 2 friends had to drive from Laredo, TX to Baton Rouge, LA one night in my Ford van. It was about 2am. There is a particularly long and dark section of highway just outside Laredo…no buildings, towns or lights for about 50 miles.
I was in the right lane coming up on a truck and pulled out into the left passing lane. As was slowly overtaking this long truck, my peripheral vision caught a sudden movement of this big truck towards the right shoulder. saw the truck was swerving to avoid hitting a person dressed in all white, white face…who’s arms were folded across the chest and eyes were closed as they walked across the highway. swerved to the left and barely missed this ghostly looking person with my passenger mirror…can still remember seeing that the eyes were closed…that’s how close we came to hitting this person..
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I’m a truck driver in the UK. Was driving through rural Scotland one night going down a country lane, all off a sudden start to see flashing lights come through the trees. Lights of all colours flashing through the trees and causing some really freaky looking shadows on the road.
I’m not a believer of aliens or anything but my first thought was ufos. Safe to say I put my foot down and got out of there.
Found out the next day it was rave happening in a field. But at the time it didn’t half scare me.
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Not exactly at a road, but in the sky. I’m a pilot and usually fly around Florida. This specific night was out at around 11:30pm with a friend, flying down the eastern shoreline, when I suddenly see a medium-sized white light slowly start coming towards us, stop, and then go vertically into the ocean and disappear. Both my friend and saw it and we were completely speechless. Asked the air traffic control if there were any kind of aircraft around us and he told us we were the only aircraft in a 40 mile radius.
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My grandfather was in the Air Force and one night he was driving (back to his base maybe??? can’t quite remember) and he saw a woman standing on the side of the road in a long white dress at about two AM. He circled back to ask if she needed help and she was nowhere to be seen.
He searched for her for about an before giving up, and deciding to leave it alone. When he decided to go on his way he had a strong feeling that he needed to switch lanes (he was on the road alone in the middle of the night so he had no idea why) and just ahead on the road there was a broken down truck with no hazards on that he would have hit, and probably been killed by, if he stayed in the lane he had been in.
To this day he’s convinced the woman was trying to warn him, like an omen or something.
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Creepiest
Driving 40 1-30 through Texas and Arkansas, I would see what looked like animals/faces popping out of the bushes but longer than a glance proved nothing there. They had just paved the highway, and there was hardly any traffic. I was dead tired, it was super dark. bypnosis suppose.
Paranormal
When I went to local driving, my route ran near an Air Reserve Base in Indiana, so you’d see planes and helicopters pretty often. One night, about 2 AM, I was headed to pick up another load when I saw a bright green light in the corner of my windshield. It was too low to be an aircraft. It moved pretty slowly, then darted and lost sight of it behind some trees drove by. Typical saw a UFO” shit, but I still think it was just a helicopter or a jet that saw at the prefect angle that turned after a takeoff. The jet pilots have broken the sound barrier over town a couple times in the past (sonic boom) so a jet flying abnormally isn’t necessarily out of the realm of possibility.
Just batshit carzy
Driving South on I-75 in the winter in Ohio, I witnessed a compact car like a Cobalt or similar get on the on-ramp to merge in to I-75 North and lost control. They went sideways, fell at least 6 feet off the ramp and onto the shoulder of the interstate landing on al 4 wheels, spun 360 degrees, and then proceeded to merge into traffic like it was fucking nothing. Blew. My. Fucking. Mind. The CB radio was going fucking nuts for about 5 minutes. “HOLY SHIT WHO ELSE JUST FUCKING SAW THAT?”, etc.
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My dad has several stories from hauling logs in Idaho and driving trucks through Utah and Nevada. My favorite is from actually just in his pickup going through Utah. He said there was a light keeping pace with him out in the desert on a moonless night. It kept pace for a minute before it disappeared and his truck turned off. He stopped and turned it on and pulled off at the next diner. The folks in the diner called it a common occurrence.
The creepiest is when he was hauling logs in ldaho and was coming down from near Coeur d’alene area during a snowy winter night. He was putting on chains before heading down steep grade and said all of the hair stood up on his body. It felt like there was something watching him. Halfway down the switchbacks he saw a large figure standing on a 20 foot tall embankment. As he got closer it jumped down and the shoulders were as tall as the cab. In a single bound it leaped down and then leaped over to the other side of the embankment. At the time he thought it was a Sasquatch, now he says it was probably a “demon” trying to make him crash. He didn’t stop to remove the chains until he was well away from the mountain.
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Woah that actually reminds me of a story. live in Spokane which is about 45 min away from Coeur d’alene. was driving back from my aunts in the dark one night and just hit a massive wall of fog. turn the corner and a whole herd of deer come running down the road toward me. I slow down a lot so dont hit them. Then after another few seconds see a woman standing im the street facing away from me with dirty clothes.
The area was in is known to have meth heads and heroin addicts so cracked the window and called out to her and asked if she needed me to call anyone. As soon as spoke her head whipped around and it looked like she was a burn victim; huge lidless eyes, no eyebrows, voldemort nose, and a mouth that looked like it was melted or sewn up or something. Then she ran off into the woods and I drove a lot faster than should have home.
Mysteries of the world 