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[Story credit: u/LetsFlai]

My girlfriend and I are in a long distance relationship. We typically take turns travelling between each other’s countries (Australia and Canada).

About two years ago, it was my turn to travel over to Australia to stay with her and her mom. For a bit of background, my gf’s room was built as an extension/add-on to their garage. So to get to it, you had to walk through their garage to get to her room.

About a couple weeks into my trip over there, I wake up at around 1:00 am and the room is just glowing red. I look up at the ceiling and I see this black figure crawling through the ceiling. It moved in such an inhuman way, almost like it was breaking every one of its bones to move. I start screaming which wakes my gf up and she looks up at the ceiling and starts to scream as well. Instinctively, I grab my pillow and whip it at the figure. The next thing I know everything went black and I’m waking up a few hours later. My gf is fast asleep so I think it was just some weird dream.

At that point, I have to go to the washroom. So, I walk through the garage and try to quietly open the garage door to get into the main house.

Previously, her mom had mentioned that she was getting annoyed with us staying up late at night and going through the garage door to use the washroom. Since her mom’s room was down the garage door hallway, each time we would open it, the door would click loudly and wake her up.

So, I’m standing there at the garage door and I try to open it as quietly as possible. As I turn the handle and the door clicks as I push it open, her mom just starts screaming at the top of her lungs. I thought it was out of rage for waking her up, so I immediately close the door and speed walk back to my gf’s room. I climb into bed and gently nudge her awake to tell her that her mom is screaming. She gets up and goes to see whether her mom was still angry and try to deescalate the situation.

About 20 minutes goes by and my gf comes back into the room completely silent. She asks me if I saw the room glowing red earlier as well as a figure in the ceiling. I say yes and she goes wide-eyed and says that she thought it was just a dream too. She then says that her mom wasn’t screaming at me. Apparently, when I opened the door, it did wake her up — but when she woke up, there was a black figure standing at the foot of her bed and it was slowly moving towards her. She then experienced a blackout as well and was woken up by my gf checking in on her.

Yeah... the entire house slept with the lights on for a month after that.

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so i mentioned earlier on that some creepy stuff had been happening, and this is the main thing i was talking about. i mean, there’s been some other stuff, but this is the first major wtf moment i’ve had where i really cannot come up with any decent explanations.

towards the end of september/beginning of october i started having some really weird dreams, and just generic creepy stuff happening around the house that could all be explained away as like, animals or something like that. but then the dreams got a lot weirder, and i woke up from one and i couldn’t find my phone. i usually leave it beside my bed or tuck it under my pillow, but this time i couldn’t find it anywhere in the room. when i finally did find it, it was on the window ledge in the hall, which is just… not somewhere i would put it.

anyway to get to the point, when i looked through my pictures like a week or so later (don’t really check them often) i found these six pictures. according to the data the first 5 were taken on october 8, between 7:27pm and 7:41pm. the last picture, however – the really blurry one, i have no idea what it is – was taken at 11:59pm on october 15. thing is, none of this is possible. between those times on october 8 i would have been napping (i have a weird sleep schedule) and when i checked the phone and found these pictures, it definitely wasn’t october 15 yet. i’m pretty sure i checked on october 13, because i remember thinking that the 13th was a fitting date to see some weird unexplained photos on my phone.

i mean, i’m sure there’s some kind of glitch responsible for this, but the pathway pictured really does look like some of the paths around my campus, and combined with the other weird stuff that’s been going on i’m really :/ about this.

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so I went urban exploring at an abandoned hospital today, and I was experimenting with taking pictures using only the directed beam from a flashlight. I have concluded that it’s a fool-proof way to make everything instantly feel like you’re the protagonist in a) a horror game or b) a Slender Man YouTube series from 2009. which is to say I am digging this look.

(taken at East Fortune Hospital, Scotland, 23 Oct 2020)

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The Strange Church by u/Danny_Ingrassia_Art

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Haunted Town by u/abhay1997

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Cornered // Eldritch (cropped) by Elias Ravanetti

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I’m posting spooky comics all month long on my Patreon!

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heres one more from the book thats pretty fun.

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We heard the screams from the stairwell. The intern went to investigate, even after we told him not to. That’s how it lures you in.

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Anthony Rondinone

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Demonic presence 2 by maarkb

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Creatures of the night

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[Story credit: /u/cryinginchurch]

Sorry this is so long! I haven't told anyone besides some family members this.

This happened when I was about 13 or so. It was summertime and I was on vacation with my parents, we had hit the road and driven quite a ways to visit my older sister who lived across the country. After spending time together and sharing supper we decided to call it a night. My parents slept in my sisters bedroom and she slept in the neighbouring room with her small son.

It's important to note a few things at this point. My mother is a round, short woman with very delicate, feminine features. She has round glasses and that night went to bed in a long, blue night gown. My sister on the other hand, is very tall and athletically built, taking after my dad in regards to her facial features. She too has glasses but unlike my mother, hers were square shaped. She went to bed in a shorter, orange and striped nightgown. These small but substantial differences are key.

Now, since all of the bedrooms were full, I was given a blanket and pillow to sleep on the couch with. Of course like any kid, I watched TV for a few hours, well into the night. At around 4 am it dawned on me that we had plans for the next day so I should try and get some rest. After tossing and turning for about an hour or so, I gave up an just laid on my back staring at the stars visible from the near by window. As the natural light flooded the room from the sun rising I flipped through some photo albums. I did this for a while, not having slept at all the entire night. At this point I was pretty bored and lonely, hoping someone would wake up soon and talk to me.

Around 8 am, I heard a door slowly open and someone came out into the hallway. At my sisters house, the living room is sunken in and a small staircase of maybe 3 steps leads to the raised kitchen and dining room. The hallway is also in this raised area and connects to the bathroom and bedrooms. In the living room there is a doorless archyway that leads down to the basement and laundry room. This means that I could look up and see what was going on in the dining area from the couch.

This person hummed a little and then was caught off guard by a table in the dining room, full of framed pictures of family my sister had on display. I don't know how to describe the way they looked at the photos besides saying they were bewildered by them. Maybe even enchanted, letting out an occasional "Oh!" and "Ahh!".

I could tell it was a woman but I wasn't sure if it was my mother or sister. This was strange because like I said, they looked alike but were also very distinguishable. I also felt this weird feeling because everyone in my family has seen these photos many times and I'd even say may own a few copies of their own of those exact same photos, so why act so amazed by them?

I said "Hey! Ma? What're you doing?" in a nervous yet warm voice. No response. Okay then, it was my sister. "Hey, Good Morning _____! What are you making your dear sibling for breakfast?" No response. Huh. I knew I was definitely loud enough, they had heard me for sure.

That uneasy feeling in my stomach grew stronger now, and I had no idea why. The likeness of my sister and mother was there, so it wasn't like a stranger or something. Then I noticed something very off, they were wearing a knee length, blue and orange striped nightgown. Their height wasn't short but it wasn't tall either, it was average. They had a muscular build but could not be called skinny either. The hair was the same colour as both my sister and mothers and so was the skin colour. My heart sank and I thought who the hell is this? Maybe someone stayed overnight? But how could they have, I had laid right beside the front door all night..

When they turned around and went to inspect another photograph on a wall near that staircase, their face made my heart sink. It was a hybrid of my mother and sisters most discernible features, with glasses that were round on the bottom but squared on the top. Their eyes were not my mothers or my sisters. They were very wide and unnerving and darted all around the walls very quickly. Very excitedly. It was as if my mother and sister had been Frankenstein-ed together into one person.

My knee jerk reaction after seeing their face was to scooch my legs in and pretend I was sleeping. I could feel the veins in my neck beating very hard and my breathing became very loud and laboured. Whoever the hell it was, came down the stairs and looked around the living room with that same excitement. I don't know how to explain how scared I was as it came closer to me. I thought maybe if I stayed quiet it would pass by me. I was also scratching and pinching myself now, in case I was asleep without realizing it. The pain was very real, I was awake.

The thing, I watched with my eyes squinted took up an interest in a photo album I had left on the table, very close to me. Then, probably the worst thing that could have happened, happened. My sisters portable home phone rang. My sister had answered a call last night and had put the phone on the couch's frame between the wall and its cushions. The things face became very alarmed and it turned in my direction and saw me and became very, very angry. I opened my eyes and looked at her in her face and just stared back, with my entire body trembling. Its eyes were pure black, total darkness like two huge pupils staring right at me and furious. It opened its mouth unnaturally wide and screamed NOOOOOO at me, then turned and darted down the stairs to the basement where I heard a door slam shut and it kept yelling NO NO NO NO NO!. I stared at the archway for a long time, still shaking and digging my nails into my arm, begging to wake up because I was so afraid it would come back, wishing I was just dreaming.

An hour must have passed like that, I did not move. It had stopped yelling and this was for some reason even scarier than when it had been yelling because at least then I was sure it was downstairs and not slowly climbing back up the stairs to fillet me alive.

I heard a door open again from the hallways upstairs and stared at it, full of adrenaline at this point. It was my mom, exactly herself and in the right nightgown. she was humming as she put on coffee and started making toast. another door opened, my sister this time. Fully as she had looked before heading off to bed. She and my mom talked for a bit and I just stared at them. My sister eventually saw me staring at her over the banister and yelled "Haha, what the hell! Why are you just staring at me, why didn't you say something?" I replied back in a very shaky voice "I did... twice." They looked at each other as if to say Huh? and I told my mom I hadn't slept yet and she said that was a big mistake, etc. I are breakfast with them and then realized eventually I was awake and had really not slept at any point that night. I decided against my judgment to tell them what had just happened, in case it came upstairs to hurt them.

They pretty much laughed at me and told me I had just fallen asleep and imagined it/ Told me I was nuts. My sister told me to go sleep with my nephew and asked me to try and fix the screen in her room as it had somehow fallen out of the window onto the floor in the night.. :'|

On my way to her room, I walked by that table in the dining room and noticed all of the frames were moved and in different places than last night. I pointed this out very excitedly like SEE!? SEE? and my sister just shrugged it off and said her son liked looking at them. I kept pressing the issue so my sister (much to my hysterical protest) went to the basement in every room just to make me shut up about it. She didn't see anything unusual.

I laid in the bed and did not sleep a wink. I still think about it from time to time and did not ever sleep on that couch again, opting instead to sleep in the floor of the room my parents were in and locking the door.

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more art by Eugene Korolev

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A fitting memorial.