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Shit, man.. I didn't want to go back but my friends kept bugging me about it so I eventually just said whatever, last time I guess. Yeah, the dead cats was fucking weird.. was not a nice sight.
The hand prints did creep me out, it obviously wasn't blood but just imagine if it was. The first time when I was there, after we ran out and went back, me and one other friend heard something like somebody was in the basement moaning, it was very slight, only me and my one friend heard, the other two didn't hear anything.
I mentioned it first and my other friend was surprised that somebody else heard it, very messed up. So, we didn't go in the basement that night lol. We just checked the main floor and the top floor where the dead cats were and then we left. I did NOT want to go in the basement but that moaning sound just made everything creepier. For all I know it was two crackheads in the basement going at it lol.
I don't let no one talk me into shit after the haunted house experience and my theory is they can get it done with someone else instead of me taking that risk.
You were wise enough to follow your gut instinct and not go in the basement for all you know there could have been junkies or worse yet an ex-girlfriend down there.
Do some renovations on the house until the ghosts leave. Ghosts can't settle in a house that is being worked on. They will pack up and be someone else's problem.
I don't let no one talk me into shit after the haunted house experience and my theory is they can get it done with someone else instead of me taking that risk.
You were wise enough to follow your gut instinct and not go in the basement for all you know there could have been junkies or worse yet an ex-girlfriend down there.
Nah I read the other thread, it appears I've got a sherdogger hiding out in my basement is all. Probably got sick from him, its not too clean in that basement and he's had his mitts all over my spoons.
Yeah. But it makes for a good story and all. She felt guilty that her company was responsible for so many deaths. Kinda like Nobel, that guilt can be worse than actual ghosts. As you are being haunted by you
TS, are all the basements in your city like that with the dirt floor? Don't people put concrete floor, proper stairs, and overall make it a more livable space, maybe put a washer/dryer down there or something?
I've only ever looked at the door once because its tucked around a corner at the far end of the basement. Since then there's so many cob webs I don't exactly want to just stroll around down there, but no I have no idea what's in it. I'll probably check it out next time I have a few buddies over to explore it with me.
That's what I just talked about, lol. I really don't think you can get a camera or any recorder to catch voices, you just can't. Spirits, demons, all that stuff.. I think they show themselves to who they want to see them. I don't think they allow themselves to be caught on camera.
See, I think "they show themselves" to people who tend to believe in that sort of thing. Our brains play tricks on us all the time and people are scared of the dark for crying out loud.
And it's not just about getting caught on camera either. You never catch them slamming doors or altering the temperature in a room or whatever else the believers always claim happens.
That's just how I feel though, the fact that such strange things have happened to millions of people around the world, although never recorded.. it makes you think. I think that 'ghosts' and 'demons' are very real. But I don't think a lame ass 'paranormal investigator' can just walk into a building with a camera crew and such and find a spirit just like that. If a spirit wants to be seen, it will show itself. You can't go find it, it finds you. IMO..
How convenient. They are capable of doing all kinds of crazy shit, but set up a camera and suddenly they're too shy to do anything. Well, at least you've got your Ghostbuster right there. Apparently all you need is a camera.
These ghosts and demons sure seem like a bunch of pussies to me.
TS, are all the basements in your city like that with the dirt floor? Don't people put concrete floor, proper stairs, and overall make it a more livable space, maybe put a washer/dryer down there or something?
A lot of people I know have "michigan basements" which are just shitty holes under your house where your hot water heater and crap is. I don't know why anybody building a house wouldn't want a basement they can actually utilize and go in on a regular basis.
My friends and I went trick or treating.
We were having fun stealing candy from little kids.
Untill this old creepy man started following us.
So we started to jog , ...when I looked back he was not there.
I look ahead again and he was right in front of my face.
Then I realized I had seen this asshole before in my dreams.
The guy was huge - we all started swinging.
We got the upperhand and started beating the blood out of him.
All of a sudden the guy was gone - and my friends were gone too.
Then I felt like a crack head with blood all over my hands.
My friends and I went trick or treating.
We were having fun stealing candy from little kids.
Untill this old creepy man started following us.
So we started to jog , ...when I looked back he was not there.
I look ahead again and he was right in front of my face.
Then I realized I had seen this asshole before in my dreams.
The guy was huge - we all started swinging.
We got the upperhand and started beating the blood out of him.
All of a sudden the guy was gone - and my friends were gone too.
Then I felt like a crack head with blood all over my hands.
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