Details Name: Eric Public Name: Keep me Anonymous Email: firstname.lastname@example.org Phenomena Type: Disembodied Hand Location: Montana Date of Occurrence: unsure Summary The Story [summary] dog finds Green scaly hand ................ A friend of mine told me about a story...
The Crawlspace | Listener Story
Through deep research and high-strangeness storytelling, three brothers explore paranormal encounters and unexplained events. Collecting freaky listener stories and scouring the dusty pages of classic Fortean texts, the brothers use high-production sound design to set the scene for alleged real encounters with, Dogman, Poltergeists, Bigfoot, Fairy Folk, Humanoids, UFOs, Shadow People, and Sky Creatures.. just to name a few.
Attempting to parse out the facts within folklore, the brothers of the Hole banter about everything from bizarre historical mysteries to emerging clandestine conspiracy theories, often challenging their own beliefs and sometimes each other’s sanity. Good humor, good drinks, and good discussion! Have you ever overheard a co-worker shakily tell his story of a real encounter with a Dogman? Has your friend or weird uncle told you about his close encounter with a reptilian humanoid from the sewer? Looking to corroborate your grandma’s true ghost stories? Were you born with a thirst for the mysterious? Well, sit back and pour yourself a big glass from the Belief Hole, my friend, and help us dig the weird!
I’ll start off this story by setting the stage a bit. When I was a little kid, about 4 years old, we moved into a small house behind a junkyard off a highway in Amarillo Texas. It’s a relatively small town in the Texas panhandle, and there are some older buildings and houses. The house we moved into was one of them. It was an absolutely ancient stucco house. It was at least 100 or so years old. Of course it was modernized but it’d been there forever. My bedroom was towards the front of the house and shared a wall with the living room, had a large bay window facing the garden in the yard. My bed was in the corner with the window directly to the left of the bed.
I don’t know exactly when it started, but I do remember how it started. I would be playing in my room when I’d hear a familiar voice saying “Jon!” I’d respond and hear nothing. I’d then go into the kitchen or living room, wherever my parents were, and ask what they wanted. They would almost always say they hadn’t called after me. Being a small child I never really put much thought into it, or at least I don’t recall it bothering me beyond pulling me away from my DragonBall Z action figures fierce battle with my dinosaur toys for no reason.
This went on for as long as I can remember. But one night, I was fast asleep, and I heard my name shouted so loud that it jarred me awake. It sounded very urgent. Like someone was screaming for me to wake up.I remember sitting up and seeing, in the moonlight from the bay window, a weird type of mist in the corner of the room. About the same height as myself, vaguely human shaped but mostly just an iridescent blue mist. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. I started to get really scared when I just felt an intense sense of calm wash over me. Like, this was a good friend, and I had nothing to fear. I don’t know why, I just knew it meant no harm. As I stared at it, I remember asking, “Who is that?”
I don’t remember it saying anything, I just remember feeling like my body got heavy and my eyes began to close and I went right back to sleep. After this night I would see that mist almost every night. We never spoke that I recall, but it was always there, and I always assumed it was a guardian of some sort. This went on for years and years. Until I was about 9 or so.
One night, I awoke to see it right at the foot of my bed instead of off in the corner. It did startle me a bit. It’d never been this close.
It was now that I saw a shadow pass across the room. I couldn’t tell what it was, it was just blackness moving in the moonlight from the window behind and to the right of me. I pulled the blankets over my head and just sat there, shaking, wanting to call for my parents but something told me that was a bad idea. I felt something press on the edge of the bed, heard a loud pop, and then the pressure was gone. After a few minutes I moved the blanket down and the mist was gone. I never saw it again.
A year later, while attempting to expand the crawlspace, my dad found a human bone.
Turns out there were two children’s skeletons and an adult buried under the house. We moved a month later into my grandma’s house and never spoke of it again.
I still don’t know what that was, but about once a year I have sleep paralysis demon come around, and I wonder if the mist was there to save me from experiencing that trauma as a child.
Thanks for your time. Mush love guys.
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