WEBVTT 1 00:00:11.439 --> 00:00:16.920 Welcome, dear listeners to Midnight Mailbox, the podcast that unlocks 2 00:00:16.920 --> 00:00:19.399 the eerie secrets hidden in the shadows of the night. 3 00:00:19.920 --> 00:00:23.760 I'm your host, Steve Stockton, and tonight we embark on 4 00:00:23.800 --> 00:00:27.440 a journey into the supernatural, guided by the tales that 5 00:00:27.559 --> 00:00:31.920 arrive in our mysterious mailbox. Each episode we delve into 6 00:00:31.920 --> 00:00:36.079 the unexplained, the other worldly, and the downright spine, showing 7 00:00:36.119 --> 00:00:41.799 experiences shared by you are brave listeners. Picture this. It's 8 00:00:41.799 --> 00:00:45.280 the dead of night and you find yourself alone, surrounded 9 00:00:45.280 --> 00:00:49.880 by an atmosphere thick with mystery. That's when the unexplainable happens. 10 00:00:50.520 --> 00:00:54.920 Maybe it's a ghostly encounter, an extraterrestrial rendezvous, or a 11 00:00:54.920 --> 00:00:58.039 brush with the unknown that sends shivers down your spine. 12 00:00:58.679 --> 00:01:02.640 Now imagine sharing that story with the world under the 13 00:01:02.640 --> 00:01:07.319 cloak of darkness. Join us as we open the Midnight Mailbox, 14 00:01:08.040 --> 00:01:12.280 revealing the emails, the whispered confessions, and the spine tingling 15 00:01:12.359 --> 00:01:16.680 encounters that defy reason. Each episode is a journey into 16 00:01:16.719 --> 00:01:20.040 the paranormal, a peak behind the veil of our reality, 17 00:01:20.680 --> 00:01:24.519 and a celebration of the uncharted territories of the supernatural. 18 00:01:25.519 --> 00:01:29.120 So grab a blanket, turn down the lights and prepare 19 00:01:29.159 --> 00:01:33.840 to be captivated by the tales that defy explanation. Midnight 20 00:01:33.920 --> 00:01:36.519 Mailbox is here to make the unexplained a little less 21 00:01:36.519 --> 00:01:40.120 lonely and a lot more thrilling. Are you ready to 22 00:01:40.159 --> 00:01:42.760 step into the shadows and explore the mysteries that await 23 00:01:42.879 --> 00:01:46.879 in the heart of the night, Because, my friends, the 24 00:01:46.920 --> 00:01:58.439 Midnight Mailbox is now open. Civil War ghosts, the listener writes, Hey, 25 00:01:58.480 --> 00:02:01.519 there's Steve and listeners. So happy that you're doing these 26 00:02:01.519 --> 00:02:05.439 listener stories again. I really miss them. Gather around because 27 00:02:05.480 --> 00:02:07.680 I've got a wild tale from the eighties that'll give 28 00:02:07.719 --> 00:02:10.759 you the he be jeebies. It was me and my 29 00:02:10.800 --> 00:02:14.000 buddies Jake and Brent, on a summer night in Alabama, 30 00:02:14.560 --> 00:02:18.240 headed to this haunted battlefield we had heard about. I 31 00:02:18.280 --> 00:02:20.560 ain't wanted to buy into all this ghost type, but 32 00:02:20.680 --> 00:02:25.319 this night, well, it was something else. We set up camp, 33 00:02:25.599 --> 00:02:28.919 cracked open some cold ones, and laughed off the yeerie vibes. 34 00:02:29.759 --> 00:02:34.360 But then it was like the woods started talking whispers, 35 00:02:34.439 --> 00:02:38.520 like old soldiers chatting about war. At first we thought 36 00:02:38.520 --> 00:02:41.479 maybe it was just the wind, but deep down we 37 00:02:41.560 --> 00:02:46.360 knew better. Suddenly a chill hit us and we heard 38 00:02:46.400 --> 00:02:51.479 what sounded like distant drums, slow and mournful. We followed 39 00:02:51.479 --> 00:02:54.800 them to what must have been the battlefield center, where 40 00:02:54.919 --> 00:02:59.639 moonlight danced on ancient, gnarled trees, And there they were 41 00:03:00.400 --> 00:03:04.159 ghostly soldiers, marching with a weight of sorrow in their eyes. 42 00:03:04.759 --> 00:03:08.240 One guy in a gray uniform gave me what appeared 43 00:03:08.280 --> 00:03:12.000 to be a spectral salute. It was like they were lost, 44 00:03:12.560 --> 00:03:16.319 just like us. The drums hit their peek and then 45 00:03:16.719 --> 00:03:21.319 poof the soldiers vanished, leaving us in the quiet aftermath, 46 00:03:21.960 --> 00:03:25.919 surrounded by the echoes of a long gone war. We 47 00:03:25.960 --> 00:03:29.159 stumbled back to camp in the days, packed up just 48 00:03:29.199 --> 00:03:32.039 as dawn was breaking, and high tailed it out of there. 49 00:03:32.840 --> 00:03:35.680 But that haunted night, it stuck in my head like 50 00:03:35.719 --> 00:03:39.639 a catchy tune that you just can't shake. So there 51 00:03:39.680 --> 00:03:43.479 it is, my brush with ghostly soldiers in the nineteen eighties. 52 00:03:44.360 --> 00:03:49.120 Did we really cross paths with the past? Who knows? Anyway, 53 00:03:49.759 --> 00:03:53.080 Keep those lights on and catch on the creepy flip side. 54 00:03:53.560 --> 00:04:11.120 Thanks again, Signed George College UFO Encounter pay Steve loved 55 00:04:11.120 --> 00:04:13.199 the show and thought I'd toss my hat into the 56 00:04:13.280 --> 00:04:16.240 ring with a wild story that still gives me the chills. 57 00:04:16.759 --> 00:04:20.160 So back in college, I had this totally bizarre run 58 00:04:20.160 --> 00:04:23.680 in with the UFO. Yeah, I know it sounds crazy, 59 00:04:23.959 --> 00:04:27.639 but hear me out. It was crisp all night and 60 00:04:27.720 --> 00:04:29.959 I'm strolling back to my dorm after a late night 61 00:04:30.079 --> 00:04:34.680 library sash. Everything's chill until I spot this weird light 62 00:04:34.720 --> 00:04:38.519 in the sky. At first, I'm thinking, oh, it's just 63 00:04:38.560 --> 00:04:42.959 applying doing plain things. But nope, this thing's playing hopscotch 64 00:04:43.040 --> 00:04:47.079 up there, zig zagging like it's on a joy ride. 65 00:04:47.279 --> 00:04:49.600 I stopped dead in my tracks, try to make sense 66 00:04:49.600 --> 00:04:53.519 of the cosmic disco show. The light gets brighter, and 67 00:04:53.639 --> 00:04:58.040 I swear the air feels electric or something. My heart's 68 00:04:58.079 --> 00:05:00.879 about to beat out of my chest. And here's where 69 00:05:00.920 --> 00:05:04.079 it gets fuzzy. I don't know how much time passed, 70 00:05:04.360 --> 00:05:08.279 but suddenly it was gone. The light disappeared faster than 71 00:05:08.279 --> 00:05:11.680 I could imagine. I shake my head, try to collect 72 00:05:11.680 --> 00:05:17.160 myself and notice it's completely quiet. No usual night sounds, 73 00:05:17.240 --> 00:05:21.000 just silence. I glanced at my watch and it's like 74 00:05:21.040 --> 00:05:23.800 I've lost a pretty good chunk of time, like a 75 00:05:23.839 --> 00:05:28.160 plot hole in my life story. Next day, I told 76 00:05:28.160 --> 00:05:32.120 my friends, expected to WHOA, that's nuts, but instead I 77 00:05:32.160 --> 00:05:36.680 get a laugh track. They blame caffeine and stress. I 78 00:05:36.720 --> 00:05:40.120 even hit the books, digging into the UFO tails, doing 79 00:05:40.240 --> 00:05:44.519 like a character out of a paranormal TV show. I 80 00:05:44.560 --> 00:05:48.240 can't explain it. Was it a caffeine induced space trip 81 00:05:48.720 --> 00:05:52.439 or did I witness something out of et I've read 82 00:05:52.519 --> 00:05:55.199 up on other folks stories and it turns out I'm 83 00:05:55.240 --> 00:05:59.519 not alone in this weird cosmic club. I'm not saying 84 00:05:59.560 --> 00:06:02.800 it's a little bring men, but hey, maybe there's more 85 00:06:02.839 --> 00:06:06.079 to the night sky than meets the eye. Please keep 86 00:06:06.120 --> 00:06:11.160 the spookiness rolling on the podcast. Cheers your friend Andy 87 00:06:17.600 --> 00:06:23.120 hat Man encounter. Here's what happened. One night. I was 88 00:06:23.160 --> 00:06:26.240 in bed and couldn't sleep. It felt kind of weird. 89 00:06:26.319 --> 00:06:29.560 You know. The room was super dark and it was 90 00:06:29.600 --> 00:06:33.639 all quiet and spooky, and suddenly I got this creepy 91 00:06:33.680 --> 00:06:37.480 feeling like I wasn't alone. I peeked to the end 92 00:06:37.480 --> 00:06:40.560 of my bed and guess what. There was this tall, 93 00:06:40.639 --> 00:06:44.399 shadowy figure and a big hat. Yep, a hat man. 94 00:06:45.079 --> 00:06:48.079 He looked pretty scary with that hat making his face 95 00:06:48.079 --> 00:06:53.279 off shadowy. I got really really scared. The hat man 96 00:06:53.360 --> 00:06:56.519 had this bad vibe and it felt like the room 97 00:06:56.720 --> 00:06:59.920 was getting all stuffy I tried to breathe, but it 98 00:07:00.160 --> 00:07:03.879 was hard. I kept telling myself it was just my imagination, 99 00:07:04.560 --> 00:07:08.319 but nope, the hat Man stuck around, just standing there 100 00:07:08.439 --> 00:07:10.959 at the end of my bed. I could feel him 101 00:07:10.959 --> 00:07:13.680 looking at me, even though I couldn't see his face. 102 00:07:15.040 --> 00:07:17.639 And then the room got cold and it felt like 103 00:07:17.720 --> 00:07:20.920 something heavy on my chest. It was like the hat 104 00:07:20.920 --> 00:07:22.639 Man was taking all the air out of the room 105 00:07:23.079 --> 00:07:26.839 and I couldn't breathe right. I wanted to scream, but 106 00:07:26.879 --> 00:07:30.360 I couldn't get my voice to work. It felt like 107 00:07:30.480 --> 00:07:33.800 forever that he just stayed there. I could tell he 108 00:07:33.839 --> 00:07:37.680 wasn't a nice person. He had this dark and mean feeling, 109 00:07:38.000 --> 00:07:41.399 almost demonic. I closed my eyes, hoping he'd be gone 110 00:07:41.519 --> 00:07:44.480 when I opened him. When I was finally brave enough 111 00:07:44.519 --> 00:07:48.279 to peek again, he was gone, but I still felt scared. 112 00:07:49.279 --> 00:07:51.319 It was all weird and made me think a lot, 113 00:07:52.319 --> 00:07:55.199 whether it's just my mind playing tricks or something spooky. 114 00:07:55.879 --> 00:07:58.759 I couldn't forget about the hat Man. It was like 115 00:07:58.800 --> 00:08:03.319 this strange thing that stuck with me. Thank you for 116 00:08:03.399 --> 00:08:14.120 letting me share my story. Signed Anonymous, the Haunted Dairy Farm. 117 00:08:15.279 --> 00:08:18.959 Hey Steve, glad you're taking stories again. I've got one 118 00:08:19.040 --> 00:08:22.560 about an abandoned dairy farm in rural Ohio that'll make 119 00:08:22.600 --> 00:08:25.800 your hair stand on it. It was a bunch of us, 120 00:08:26.399 --> 00:08:30.800 fueled by a mix of curiosity and some courage, we 121 00:08:30.920 --> 00:08:33.519 decided to check out this whole farm that's been sitting there, 122 00:08:33.600 --> 00:08:37.679 almost like a forgotten ghost town. Rolled up in our truck, 123 00:08:38.360 --> 00:08:41.200 parked a good distance away to boid getting caught trespassing. 124 00:08:42.559 --> 00:08:45.919 Armed with flashlights and hopefully nerves of steel, we made 125 00:08:45.960 --> 00:08:48.480 our way through this creaky gate that sounded like it 126 00:08:48.559 --> 00:08:51.879 was straight out of a horror movie. The night was darkest, 127 00:08:51.919 --> 00:08:54.879 sin clouds hiding the moon, and the whole scene felt 128 00:08:54.960 --> 00:08:58.559 like something out of a Stephen King novel. As we 129 00:08:58.600 --> 00:09:02.200 approached these old barns, the smell hit us, a weird 130 00:09:02.240 --> 00:09:04.960 mix of damp, hay and something sour that made my 131 00:09:05.000 --> 00:09:09.360 stomach turn. The air felt thick, and the only sound 132 00:09:09.440 --> 00:09:12.720 was the occasional crunch of gravel under our boots. And 133 00:09:12.759 --> 00:09:16.919 then we heard it, this low, creepy moan that sent 134 00:09:17.000 --> 00:09:21.240 shivers down our spine. It wasn't an animal sound, mind you, 135 00:09:21.960 --> 00:09:26.480 but something straight out of a paranormal book. Normally, I 136 00:09:26.519 --> 00:09:29.440 don't even believe in stuff like this. But there was 137 00:09:29.480 --> 00:09:33.440 something in the air that night. There were shadows playing tricks. 138 00:09:34.320 --> 00:09:36.840 The air felt like it does sometimes before a storm. 139 00:09:38.000 --> 00:09:41.000 We tried to laugh it off, made some jokes, but 140 00:09:41.120 --> 00:09:45.919 deep down we were all getting really nervous. We wandered 141 00:09:45.960 --> 00:09:48.919 through the farm, checking out the barns and stumbled upon 142 00:09:49.080 --> 00:09:52.279 the old milking parlor, a place that smell like death 143 00:09:52.320 --> 00:09:56.240 warmed over. I swear I heard whispers in the wind 144 00:09:56.480 --> 00:09:59.919 telling tales of days gone by, and in the flick 145 00:10:00.320 --> 00:10:03.679 light I caught a glimpse of shadowy figures moving just 146 00:10:03.759 --> 00:10:08.360 out of sight, like in my peripheral vision. Creepy huh. 147 00:10:08.600 --> 00:10:12.440 But the real freak out happened in the farmhouse. Inside, 148 00:10:12.480 --> 00:10:16.200 the temperature dropped like crazy, and we started feeling watched. 149 00:10:17.200 --> 00:10:20.720 Footsteps echoed behind us, but every time we turned around 150 00:10:21.080 --> 00:10:24.919 there was no one or nothing there, classic haunted house 151 00:10:24.960 --> 00:10:28.080 type stuff. In one of the rooms, we found this 152 00:10:28.120 --> 00:10:31.679 old photo album that gave us the serious creeps. Pictures 153 00:10:31.720 --> 00:10:36.000 of family, kids, cows, like a snapshot of a long 154 00:10:36.080 --> 00:10:39.279 lost time. And there was this picture of a woman 155 00:10:39.919 --> 00:10:42.080 staring at me like she had a bone to pick. 156 00:10:43.039 --> 00:10:45.440 I just couldn't shake the feeling that she was the 157 00:10:45.480 --> 00:10:50.000 source of those mournful mourns we'd heard earlier. We decided 158 00:10:50.039 --> 00:10:55.000 to bail, but as we headed out, things got even weirder. Now. 159 00:10:55.039 --> 00:10:57.879 The air crackled with energy, and the shadows in my 160 00:10:57.879 --> 00:11:02.399 peripheral vision were going crazy, and I swear I felt 161 00:11:02.399 --> 00:11:06.000 a cold hand on my arm. We ran out there 162 00:11:06.120 --> 00:11:08.600 like our lives depended on it. It was like the 163 00:11:08.679 --> 00:11:12.919 whispers chased us out of there. I can't explain what 164 00:11:13.080 --> 00:11:15.840 happened that night, whether it was the spirits of the 165 00:11:15.879 --> 00:11:19.679 past or just our imaginations running wild, but one thing's 166 00:11:19.720 --> 00:11:23.679 for sure. That old dairy farm's got some serious spooky vibes. 167 00:11:25.200 --> 00:11:28.240 So if you ever find yourselves in rural Ohio and 168 00:11:28.279 --> 00:11:32.080 hear about an abandoned farm, take my advice and steer clear. 169 00:11:33.120 --> 00:11:37.360 It ain't a place for the faint of heart. Signed 170 00:11:38.120 --> 00:11:50.159 Adam the Haunted Rocking Chair. Hello people, I've got a 171 00:11:50.200 --> 00:11:53.639 crazy story for you. So a couple of weeks ago 172 00:11:54.200 --> 00:11:57.759 I found an old rocking chair in a thrift store. Well, 173 00:11:58.159 --> 00:12:01.799 turns out I believe it's haunted. Yeah, I know, sounds 174 00:12:01.840 --> 00:12:04.360 like I'm cooking up a horror movie plot. Let's stick 175 00:12:04.399 --> 00:12:07.519 with me. From the beginning, the chair was all creaky, 176 00:12:07.679 --> 00:12:10.600 and I'd occasionally catch it rocking by itself, not like 177 00:12:10.639 --> 00:12:13.519 a general sway, but a full on, I'm doing my 178 00:12:13.600 --> 00:12:16.159 own thing kind of vibe. At first, I thought it 179 00:12:16.200 --> 00:12:18.480 was probably the wind or a draft in the house 180 00:12:18.600 --> 00:12:22.320 or something. But then I started to hear what sounded 181 00:12:22.360 --> 00:12:27.159 like whispers. I'm not joking, whispers like the chair had 182 00:12:27.200 --> 00:12:30.480 its own secret gossip club. It sounded like it was 183 00:12:30.519 --> 00:12:33.159 seeing things like why did you bring me here? Or 184 00:12:33.519 --> 00:12:36.240 I don't want to be in this place. I thought 185 00:12:36.240 --> 00:12:39.519 I was losing my mind. And you know what else, 186 00:12:40.320 --> 00:12:43.759 the chair played musical chairs. When I wasn't looking, I'd 187 00:12:43.799 --> 00:12:46.240 leave it in the living room, and the next day, bam, 188 00:12:46.559 --> 00:12:49.720 it'd be back in my room, rocking away. I swear 189 00:12:49.840 --> 00:12:55.440 it was like it had a GPS set for my bedroom. Creepy, huh. Now, 190 00:12:55.559 --> 00:12:59.320 let's talk about nightmares. Every time I dozed off near 191 00:12:59.360 --> 00:13:02.480 that thing, I had these crazy dreams about a shadowy 192 00:13:02.519 --> 00:13:05.799 figure watching me. It was like a horror movie marathon 193 00:13:05.840 --> 00:13:08.519 in my head every night. I even tried recording the 194 00:13:08.559 --> 00:13:11.320 whispers just to make sure I wasn't going bonkers, but 195 00:13:11.399 --> 00:13:14.960 I didn't get anything substantial. Things really hit the fan 196 00:13:15.000 --> 00:13:18.440 one night and the chair went berserk, rocking like it 197 00:13:18.480 --> 00:13:22.039 was auditioning for a horror movie. The room turned ice cold, 198 00:13:22.080 --> 00:13:25.039 and I saw some sort of shadowy figure. I couldn't 199 00:13:25.080 --> 00:13:28.120 even scream. I felt like the star of a low 200 00:13:28.159 --> 00:13:32.039 budget ghost movie. That was it for me. I grabbed 201 00:13:32.080 --> 00:13:34.120 a chair and put it outside like it was on fire, 202 00:13:34.519 --> 00:13:36.559 and the next day dropped it off back at the 203 00:13:36.600 --> 00:13:40.279 thrift store. Since then, it's been all quiet on the 204 00:13:40.320 --> 00:13:44.399 spooky front. No more whispers, no more ghostly rocking sessions, 205 00:13:44.720 --> 00:13:48.120 and definitely no more nightmares. I did do a little 206 00:13:48.159 --> 00:13:51.039 detective work, though, and found out from the lady at 207 00:13:51.039 --> 00:13:53.759 the thrip store that I'd originally purchased the chair from 208 00:13:53.840 --> 00:13:55.919 that it used to belong to some lady who met 209 00:13:55.919 --> 00:14:01.120 a super creepy end. Call me crazy. Officially on Team 210 00:14:01.279 --> 00:14:06.399 Haunted Chair. Now lesson learned venice charm might come on 211 00:14:06.440 --> 00:14:10.039 the side of ghostly drama. From now on, I'm sticking 212 00:14:10.080 --> 00:14:13.279 to Aikia Furniture. At least their chairs don't have a 213 00:14:13.320 --> 00:14:23.320 ghost mode. Thanks for reading my story. Annie. Hey there, 214 00:14:23.919 --> 00:14:27.919 glad to see you doing the listener stories again. Here's mine. 215 00:14:28.480 --> 00:14:33.399 Imagine Savannah, Georgia back in the nineteen eighties, It's a 216 00:14:33.399 --> 00:14:36.879 place dripping with Spanish moss, where every house seemed to 217 00:14:36.879 --> 00:14:41.480 whisper secrets. Now my childhood home, well, it wasn't your 218 00:14:41.519 --> 00:14:44.879 typical haunted house. It was like living in a Southern 219 00:14:44.879 --> 00:14:48.799 Gothic horror novel. I remember one night I was about 220 00:14:48.840 --> 00:14:52.840 ten mine in bed, trying to fall asleep, when this 221 00:14:53.080 --> 00:14:56.879 whale started floating through the air. At first, I thought 222 00:14:56.919 --> 00:14:59.679 it was just a wind playing tricks, but it started 223 00:14:59.679 --> 00:15:03.279 sounding like a ghostly woman singing the blues. I mean, 224 00:15:03.559 --> 00:15:07.399 who knew ghosts had a thing for blues tunes? But 225 00:15:07.919 --> 00:15:11.559 that was just a warm up act. I'd wake up 226 00:15:11.600 --> 00:15:14.279 to shadows doing a mysterious tango in the corners of 227 00:15:14.279 --> 00:15:18.799 my room, mischievous little imps, I swear. And there were 228 00:15:18.799 --> 00:15:24.600 the footsteps, like an invisible party happening every night. Confederate 229 00:15:24.679 --> 00:15:29.879 soldiers with a slow march, flappers with a jittery shovel. Now, 230 00:15:30.039 --> 00:15:33.080 why didn't we I tailor out there, he asked, Well, 231 00:15:33.279 --> 00:15:36.720 ghosts don't come with eviction notices, my friend, we were 232 00:15:36.759 --> 00:15:40.720 stuck with our spectral roommates, who'd occasionally rearrange my toys 233 00:15:40.879 --> 00:15:44.600 like they were having a ghostly playdate. It eventually became 234 00:15:44.720 --> 00:15:49.440 air normal, the paranormal, like living with the weirdest roommates. Ever, 235 00:15:51.000 --> 00:15:53.200 I finally got the guts to ask my grandma about 236 00:15:53.240 --> 00:15:56.440 the house's history. Turns out it seemed more action than 237 00:15:56.440 --> 00:16:01.360 I ever imagined. A Civil War hospital prohibitions speak easy, 238 00:16:01.919 --> 00:16:05.480 you name it. No wonder we had such haunted goings on. 239 00:16:06.840 --> 00:16:09.159 Like I said, as the years passed, we just got 240 00:16:09.240 --> 00:16:12.360 used to it. Ghostly Shenanigans were just a part of 241 00:16:12.399 --> 00:16:18.039 life in Savannah. Like sweet tea and Sunday dinners, we coexisted, 242 00:16:18.360 --> 00:16:23.159 each respecting the other space for the most part. Sometimes 243 00:16:23.200 --> 00:16:26.120 I'd leave out biscuits for the Southern Bell ghost and 244 00:16:26.200 --> 00:16:28.840 hoped that in return, she'd serenade me with some of 245 00:16:28.879 --> 00:16:33.960 those other worldly blues. We eventually moved out, though, leave 246 00:16:34.039 --> 00:16:37.679 behind the ghosts and the memories still live in Savannah. 247 00:16:38.000 --> 00:16:40.080 But every time I strolled through the neighborhood where we 248 00:16:40.200 --> 00:16:43.000 used to live, I can't help but wonder if those 249 00:16:43.039 --> 00:16:46.000 ghosts are still hanging out on the moonlit balcony of 250 00:16:46.000 --> 00:16:49.639 our old house. Well that's my tale of growing up 251 00:16:49.639 --> 00:16:52.120 in a haunted house in Savannah, where ghosts are as 252 00:16:52.159 --> 00:16:54.879 real as a moss on those ancient oaks. Do you 253 00:16:54.919 --> 00:16:58.080 ever catch a whiff of blues on savannah breeze? Just 254 00:16:58.159 --> 00:17:00.480 know it might be the ghost of a than bell 255 00:17:01.000 --> 00:17:05.000 getting down with the afterlife. Thanks for reading my story, 256 00:17:05.839 --> 00:17:18.880 Signed Anonymous. The old truck, Hey there. Years and years ago, 257 00:17:19.440 --> 00:17:21.880 I was this little dude tearing around my uncle's farm 258 00:17:21.880 --> 00:17:25.319 in Ohio. Now this farm was like a spooky adventure 259 00:17:25.400 --> 00:17:29.079 waiting to happen. So one day I'm out rambling around 260 00:17:29.559 --> 00:17:31.559 and I stumble up on this beat up old pickup 261 00:17:31.599 --> 00:17:35.079 in the weeds out behind the barn. The thing looked 262 00:17:35.119 --> 00:17:37.920 like it had survived a tornado, but there was something 263 00:17:38.079 --> 00:17:40.920 off about it. I swear you could feel it in 264 00:17:40.960 --> 00:17:45.200 the air, had a huge creep factor. I was just 265 00:17:45.279 --> 00:17:49.119 waiting for mysterious music to start, you know. Being the 266 00:17:49.160 --> 00:17:52.359 brave or maybe just dumb kid that I was, I 267 00:17:52.440 --> 00:17:56.680 decided to investigate this truck closer. When I got up 268 00:17:56.759 --> 00:18:00.160 near it, the air suddenly felt all charged and staticky, 269 00:18:00.680 --> 00:18:04.160 and the barn doors start creaking like they're in some movie. 270 00:18:04.359 --> 00:18:06.839 I took a peek inside the dusty window of the truck, 271 00:18:07.759 --> 00:18:11.359 and there, to my surprise, there's this ghostly farmer dude 272 00:18:11.480 --> 00:18:15.559 in the driver's seat. Overalls, worn out hat, the whole deal. 273 00:18:16.200 --> 00:18:18.920 I'm freaking out, thinking my eyes of playing tricks on me, 274 00:18:19.839 --> 00:18:23.799 but he just sits there and keeps on staring straight ahead. Fear. 275 00:18:24.359 --> 00:18:29.480 Oh yeah, it hit me hard, but I can't look away. Eventually, 276 00:18:29.559 --> 00:18:31.680 the press was broke and I stumbled my way back 277 00:18:31.720 --> 00:18:34.720 to the farmhouse. I told my uncle about what I'd seen, 278 00:18:35.440 --> 00:18:38.119 but he didn't buy it for a second. Kids in 279 00:18:38.160 --> 00:18:42.839 their wild imaginations, right, But man, every time I passed 280 00:18:42.839 --> 00:18:47.559 that truck, I swear it had this ghostly aur Fast 281 00:18:47.640 --> 00:18:51.319 forward to today, thinking about that old Ohio farm gives 282 00:18:51.400 --> 00:18:55.319 me the willies. The hearted pick up with its ghostly farmer. 283 00:18:55.960 --> 00:18:58.000 It's one of those stories that just stays with you. 284 00:18:59.240 --> 00:19:01.880 Maybe the past really does have a way of hanging around, 285 00:19:02.720 --> 00:19:05.920 like that old truck rusting into the ground on my 286 00:19:06.000 --> 00:19:18.000 uncle's farm. Signed anonymous, the headless Man, Hey, Steve, love 287 00:19:18.039 --> 00:19:20.920 your show. So I've got a creepy story to tell 288 00:19:20.920 --> 00:19:23.079 you about this crazy thing that happened to me back 289 00:19:23.119 --> 00:19:28.279 in the day, said Iowa. Probably around ninety five, cornfields 290 00:19:28.359 --> 00:19:32.720 had a bunch of clueless kids thinking they're invincible. There 291 00:19:32.759 --> 00:19:36.119 was a corn maze in the neighborhood and We decided 292 00:19:36.119 --> 00:19:38.519 to wander through it in the dead and night, thinking 293 00:19:38.559 --> 00:19:41.839 we were on some next level adventure. But old boy, 294 00:19:41.920 --> 00:19:44.640 did it take a turn for the bazaarre. It was 295 00:19:44.680 --> 00:19:46.839 so quiet, it was even as if the crickets took 296 00:19:46.880 --> 00:19:50.359 a break. And then we heard this creepy thudding sound, 297 00:19:50.839 --> 00:19:53.359 like someone stomping around with no care in the world. 298 00:19:54.720 --> 00:19:57.319 Lo and behold, somewhere in the middle of the corn maze, 299 00:19:57.519 --> 00:20:02.480 there he was a guy without a head, just strolling 300 00:20:02.519 --> 00:20:04.799 around like he was out for a casual evening walk. 301 00:20:05.839 --> 00:20:09.599 It was the strangest thing I've ever seen. We were 302 00:20:09.680 --> 00:20:14.160 frozen just watching this headless guy doing his thing. He 303 00:20:14.240 --> 00:20:18.039 looked disheveled, but he moved with purpose even without a head. 304 00:20:19.119 --> 00:20:21.279 We didn't dare to make a peep, thinking the thing 305 00:20:21.359 --> 00:20:25.200 might come after us. After what it felt like an eternity, 306 00:20:25.759 --> 00:20:29.240 he sort of disappeared into the dark and the cornfield 307 00:20:29.319 --> 00:20:32.880 went back to his eerie silence. We got the heck 308 00:20:32.920 --> 00:20:36.119 out of there, didn't say much, just trying to process 309 00:20:36.200 --> 00:20:39.119 what the heck we just witnessed. It messed with our 310 00:20:39.160 --> 00:20:42.480 heads for weeks. We just couldn't shake off that feeling 311 00:20:42.559 --> 00:20:46.920 that we stumbled upon something way beyond our imagination. It 312 00:20:46.960 --> 00:20:51.559 wasn't our mind playing tricks. We legitimately had a supernatural 313 00:20:51.680 --> 00:20:55.920 encounter with a headless man in the corn I guess 314 00:20:55.960 --> 00:20:58.720 as time passed, I kind of buried the memory. But 315 00:20:58.759 --> 00:21:01.200 if I stop and think about it long enough, it 316 00:21:01.240 --> 00:21:06.160 still haunts me sometimes when I least expected that cornfield, 317 00:21:06.319 --> 00:21:10.640 that corn maze, or once upon a time playground turned 318 00:21:10.640 --> 00:21:14.680 into this weird, mysterious spot. I thought this tale might 319 00:21:14.680 --> 00:21:17.839 fit in with your creepy podcast. I hope you enjoyed it. 320 00:21:18.880 --> 00:21:32.039 Cheers your friend, Chester, Massachusetts Shadows. Dear Midnight mailbox, hope 321 00:21:32.039 --> 00:21:35.079 you're doing awesome. Have I got a story to share 322 00:21:35.119 --> 00:21:38.440 with you. It's about something that happened in a super 323 00:21:38.480 --> 00:21:43.000 old colonial house in Massachusetts. It was in the winter 324 00:21:43.079 --> 00:21:45.680 of two thousand and three. There was a chill in 325 00:21:45.720 --> 00:21:48.480 the air, and I'm hold up in this ancient house, 326 00:21:48.559 --> 00:21:53.599 knee deep in transcribing manuscripts. Now, this house wasn't just old, 327 00:21:54.079 --> 00:21:58.160 it was practically dripping with history. It all started one 328 00:21:58.200 --> 00:22:00.640 evening when I was burning the midnight oil in the study. 329 00:22:01.200 --> 00:22:03.559 The fireplace was throwing shadows on the wall like it 330 00:22:03.640 --> 00:22:06.240 was putting on some kind of show, and That's when 331 00:22:06.240 --> 00:22:11.000 I first noticed them shadows not from the fireplace, but 332 00:22:11.079 --> 00:22:14.480 shadow figures doing their thing in the kitchen. I know 333 00:22:14.559 --> 00:22:19.200 that sounds crazy. These shadows that I saw, they were 334 00:22:19.240 --> 00:22:24.440 weirdly human shaped, but totally featureless. Imagine a shadow but 335 00:22:24.559 --> 00:22:27.559 without the details. It was like they were stuck in 336 00:22:27.599 --> 00:22:31.400 limbo between form and no form at all. I was 337 00:22:31.519 --> 00:22:34.400 just too curious or maybe stubborn to be scared at 338 00:22:34.400 --> 00:22:39.400 that time. After that, for many nights, these shadows would 339 00:22:39.440 --> 00:22:42.240 just show up, just kind of moving around like they 340 00:22:42.279 --> 00:22:45.440 were up to something. They seemed to love, hanging out 341 00:22:45.599 --> 00:22:48.759 near the fireplace, soaking up the warmth, like they were 342 00:22:48.759 --> 00:22:52.839 reliving some old memories. And I'm just here going through 343 00:22:52.839 --> 00:22:58.119 these books trying not to completely lose my mind. Eventually, though, 344 00:22:58.440 --> 00:23:01.480 I went full detective mode dug into the history of 345 00:23:01.559 --> 00:23:05.279 the house. Turns out it had more skeleton in its 346 00:23:05.279 --> 00:23:10.160 closet than I thought. Family, sagas, secret affairs, you name it. 347 00:23:10.640 --> 00:23:14.519 This place had seen it all. The shadows, it seemed, 348 00:23:14.920 --> 00:23:19.240 were like the keepers of these ancient stories. Sometimes they 349 00:23:19.359 --> 00:23:22.160 do a silent reenactment in the kitchen, like it was 350 00:23:22.160 --> 00:23:26.400 their own personal stage. And now the really crazy part. 351 00:23:26.880 --> 00:23:30.319 These shadows weren't just random b lips. They seemed to 352 00:23:30.359 --> 00:23:34.039 acknowledge me in their own shadowy way. It was like 353 00:23:34.160 --> 00:23:38.319 we had this unspoken understanding. I'm typing away with these 354 00:23:38.319 --> 00:23:41.480 old stories. It felt like they were saying, yeah, you 355 00:23:41.519 --> 00:23:44.839 get us now. I'm not trying to convince you I 356 00:23:44.880 --> 00:23:48.359 was hanging out with Casper's extended family or anything. But 357 00:23:48.440 --> 00:23:50.920 there was this strange peace in the kitchen during those 358 00:23:51.000 --> 00:23:54.640 nightly spectacles. It's like the shadows and I were sharing 359 00:23:54.720 --> 00:23:58.839 this unspoken connection, bridging the gap between the living and 360 00:23:58.839 --> 00:24:04.319 whatever dimension they were. Again, it's not about convincing anyone 361 00:24:04.359 --> 00:24:07.400 of what was happening in that colonial kitchen. It's more 362 00:24:07.440 --> 00:24:11.000 about the crazy goings on between what we know and 363 00:24:11.000 --> 00:24:15.279 what's just beyond their grasp. This old house in Massachusetts, 364 00:24:16.200 --> 00:24:20.200 with its creaky floors and dark interior, became the silent 365 00:24:20.279 --> 00:24:25.640 witness to these things that defied the ticking clock. Well 366 00:24:25.720 --> 00:24:28.519 there it is, my run in with these shadows in 367 00:24:28.559 --> 00:24:33.079 a kitchen in an old house in Massachusetts. However you 368 00:24:33.200 --> 00:24:37.839 choose to see it, the mystery lives on. Here's embracing 369 00:24:37.880 --> 00:24:42.440 the enigma and keeping the conversation spooky. Thank you for 370 00:24:42.480 --> 00:24:52.920 reading my story, Signed anonymous the old house on the 371 00:24:52.960 --> 00:24:59.319 outskirts of town. Here's my strange encounter. It was years 372 00:24:59.319 --> 00:25:02.079 and years ago when I was in my teens. I 373 00:25:02.240 --> 00:25:05.160 just finished high school, and one of my buddies lived 374 00:25:05.200 --> 00:25:08.400 in this old house on the outskirts of town. One night, 375 00:25:08.880 --> 00:25:12.799 things got crazy. I was crashing at his place, just 376 00:25:12.839 --> 00:25:15.039 shooting the breeze, and we were playing some tunes on 377 00:25:15.039 --> 00:25:19.559 his record player. Suddenly we noticed these weird shadows moving around. 378 00:25:20.839 --> 00:25:24.279 Was it just our imagination, Nah, it was something else. 379 00:25:25.359 --> 00:25:29.359 These shadowy figures started appearing out of nowhere, like people 380 00:25:29.680 --> 00:25:34.119 made out of pure darkness. They didn't have any real features, 381 00:25:34.200 --> 00:25:36.559 just dark shapes that seemed to move in and out 382 00:25:36.559 --> 00:25:40.359 of the room. I remember the chill running down my spine, 383 00:25:40.440 --> 00:25:44.480 like something wasn't right. We tried to ignore it and 384 00:25:44.480 --> 00:25:47.599 blamed it on the lights or whatever. But these shadow 385 00:25:47.640 --> 00:25:52.640 folks they stuck around. They weren't doing anything, just lingering 386 00:25:52.920 --> 00:25:56.519 and giving us these really strange vibes. It was like 387 00:25:56.559 --> 00:25:59.599 they were watching us, even though they didn't have any eyes, 388 00:26:00.039 --> 00:26:03.400 if that makes any sense. There were times when the 389 00:26:03.480 --> 00:26:07.920 room had get cold felt heavy. We tried talking to them, 390 00:26:08.480 --> 00:26:10.480 asking if they were there for a reason. Or something, 391 00:26:11.359 --> 00:26:16.759 but they just stayed silent. Shadows. Man, it was a trip. 392 00:26:17.640 --> 00:26:21.359 We couldn't figure out what was going on. We thought 393 00:26:21.400 --> 00:26:23.799 about bowlding out of there. We were just kind of frozen, 394 00:26:24.119 --> 00:26:27.240 like scared to move. But then when we thought about it, 395 00:26:27.599 --> 00:26:31.359 where would we go? It was my friend's house. Eventually, 396 00:26:31.839 --> 00:26:35.680 after what felt like forever, the shadows eventually began to 397 00:26:35.720 --> 00:26:40.440 fade away. After they had gone, we were just left 398 00:26:40.480 --> 00:26:42.960 there scratching our heads and wondering if we'd just left 399 00:26:42.960 --> 00:26:48.400 through some strange supernatural episode. Never saw those shadow people again. 400 00:26:49.039 --> 00:26:52.599 With something like that, it stays with you, like some 401 00:26:52.720 --> 00:26:56.319