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PostPosted: 03-02-2014 09:35    Post subject: Reply with quote

They do attempt to separate known fiction from what we might call unknown fiction on Reddit. you need to check what the rules for the particular question or subreddit are. If fiction is allowed in a particular area you can bet its pretty much all fiction.
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PostPosted: 05-02-2014 08:02    Post subject: Reply with quote

Yet another new relevant Ask Reddit thread appeared the other day. I thought it was pretty good. Kept me occupied on a long train journey anyway!

http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/1wszp1/reddit_what_is_something_you_witnessed_that_made/
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PostPosted: 06-02-2014 20:34    Post subject: Reply with quote

Good story from the old survivalist board at the beginning of this thread:

http://www.survivalistboards.com/showthread.php?t=57236&page=15

This may be very disturbing to some of you. I could never tell this story in person, but it's easier to type it for some reason.

When I and my wife were quite a bit younger, we decided that we would spend the bicentennial outdoors. Yes, July of '76......we're old. We lived in Pueblo at the time, and decided to go hiking, fishing and camp along Lime Creek between Durango and Silverton. There wasn't anything other than brookies in the creek, but they were plentiful and fun to catch.

We left our car by the side of the road along Old Lime Creek Road about 5 miles in from the highway and packed in upstream along the creek with our shepherd, Rebel. It only took us about an hour to get to where we wanted to camp, a nice meadow beside the creek just before a slot canyon that required you to swim to get any further upstream. Either that or take a several mile detour.

We camped uneventfully that night, the third of July, enjoying the sounds of the rippling creek and nature all around us. It was such a nice night that we just slept out under the stars, didn't bother to pitch our little backpacking tent. A little cool, but we had the fire going and our lightweight 30 degree bags, so we were very comfortable.

The next day we had breakfast, packed up and we all swam our way up the creek to the next wide spot with a bit of bank in the canyon, only about 150 yards or so. Now Rebel was never one to turn down a chance to get wet, but we had to do quite a bit of coaxing to get him to follow us up the creek. We fished and splashed upstream a bit, and before we knew it it was lunchtime. We thought we'd fry up some of those brookies but we were in this slot canyon that terminated in a fairly deep pool with about a ten foot rocky waterfall at the end of it.

We decided that I would scale the waterfall and pull the dog and the packs up and then I'd help Maggie get up. It was fairly difficult, even with the help of an old cable left over from a mining operation that was hanging down the side wall of the canyon. It took a LOT of effort and though we finally made it, we looked back down that waterfall and wondered what the heck we were thinking. Rebel was none too happy about it either, and seemed to get more irritable by the minute. We found enough driftwood at the rocky top of the falls to get a fire started and get the fish fried up, but that was about it.

You know the uneasy feeling that several others have mentioned? It was like a switch turned on and we all of a sudden became aware of our surroundings. It grew like a cancer and I actually watched the hair on the back of Rebel's neck stand up. Maggie felt it too and we both noticed that it was getting dark FAST down in this canyon. First thought in my head was a cat, and I actually felt a bit better about that because I figured the cat would leave us be, between the fire and the dog. I told Maggie what I thought and she seemed to feel a bit better, too.

I did not want to get caught in the dark in the canyon, for a bunch of reasons, flash floods etc. I spied what looked like a mine shaft about 2 hundred feet above us, a heck of a steep climb, but it looked like our best bet. We pulled out our flashlights and by the time we reached it it was PITCH black. The dog was a mess by this point, whipping around in circles, whining, yelping and generally being a real pain in the ass. Maggie and I were drenched with sweat and immediately began to freeze. July in the mountains is a weird thing, I have seen blizzard conditions before, but this was like someone turned on the deep freeze.

We were at what looked like the start of a mine, it only went back about ten feet, but there was evidence of fires at the mouth, and they curiously looked fresh. I was too tired to think more about it, I knew we had to get out of our wet clothes, pitch the tent, and climb in our bags before we got serious hypothermia. That was NO fun, let me tell you, having to do all of that by the light of our rapidly dying flashlight. And there was NO firewood anywhere close.

I cursed myself several times for letting things get this far out of control. We finally got the tent pitched right there in the back of this little cave , buck naked as we had no dry clothes left. The sleeping bags were slightly damp too, even though we had stuffed them in plastic garbage bags before our swimming expedition up the canyon. WE FROZE!! It was miserable.

About 1 in the morning I called Rebel into the tent for a little heat. The dog seemed to have calmed down greatly, and with the added heat we drifted off. Sometime during the night I heard something that just about woke me, I was still in a haze, so I fell asleep again immediately. I woke up one other time, because I thought I heard Rebel yip a little bit, but again I was in and out. I put my hand out to pet his head and he licked my hand. I fell asleep again. Maggie later said she fell asleep the same time as I did but never woke up at all during the night.

I woke to the most horrible noise I have ever heard come out of a hundred pound woman. Just the most God-awful shrieks that I have ever heard. I never want to hear that again.

I opened my eyes just in time to see a man at the mouth of the shaft, silhouetted against the morning daylight, looking back at us with the most twisted evil grin I have ever seen on the face of another human. I scrambled to get free of my tightly zipped bag and the little tent while he just crouched there and grinned. When I was just about free, he disappeared. Now, we were granola crunchin' tree huggin' anti-gun nature freaks at the time, so the only thing I had of any consequence as a weapon was my camp knife. I found it after what seemed like hours of searching, but really was probably under a minute. I very cautiously made my way to the entrance, millimeters at a time. The guy was gone.

About that time Maggie started screaming and whimpering again so I rushed back to the back of the shaft. She had struggled out of the tent and was pointing at what used to be Rebel. His head was nearly severed, and the tent and the bags were ruined with the blood all over everything. She had blood all over her, so the first thing I did was make sure she was not injured. Then I checked myself. We were ok,it was all Rebel's blood.

We put on our still damp cold clothes from the night before and then we noticed that our boots were gone. We were in trouble. I had some paracord, so we tied some shirts and towels around our feet and climbed back down towards the creek. We left everything in the mine, except for the knife and some stuff that we shoved in our pockets. It took us 8 hours to get back down to the car, and we were like hamburger. Hands, feet, arms and legs scraped raw, bruised and bleeding. We jumped in, the car started right up thankfully and we left a dust cloud that blanketed the valley as we sped down the rough trail toward Durango.

We limped into the Sheriff's office and we looked like hell. We got our story out, my wife through tears and me talking waaay too fast. but finally got it all out. The deputy said that they would go out first thing in the morning and asked us to stay in town. We had no money for a hotel, so he let us stay in a cell after we showered and changed into prison jumpsuits.

We were there at the jail waiting when the "expedition" returned with the convoy of three trucks. I noticed that all the officers, who were quite wet and filthy, gave us dirty looks as they passed us, and the Deputy that we had talked to the day before herded us back to his office. Then came the interrogation. Turns out that some animal had spread the dog's remains all down the slide to the creek, and he said that there was nothing else there. No tent, no backpacks, nothing. He asked us if we had any drugs. I did not want to admit to him that we had some herb, so I denied it.

It was clear that we were fighting a losing battle. They had come to the conclusion that we were wandering out in the woods high on LSD while a mountain lion had gotten our dog. The bastard even made us change back into our filthy clothes and give back the jumpsuits right then. He told us that he had better never see us again. We left. Maggie was sobbing. I never have been back to Durango.

The thing that I still have nightmares about years later, and I have never mentioned this to Maggie, is....... the second time I woke up when I heard Rebel yelp, was that when his throat was cut?.......and if it was, was it the dog who licked my hand before I fell back asleep?

I still go out in the wilderness, never overnight, out well before dark, only with other people, and always with a big gun. I respect animals, but I fear people.

Read more at http://www.survivalistboards.com/showthread.php?t=57236&page=15#yZBIC2qXyvzDgPSW.99
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PostPosted: 06-02-2014 21:12    Post subject: Reply with quote

Wow. That really is shocking. Shocked
So glad you both survived to tell the tale.
Why the hell would someone just come up and kill your dog? Just psychotic.

Just thinking aloud...maybe you pitched up in some hillbilly's secret lair and he discovered you there?
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PostPosted: 07-02-2014 21:01    Post subject: Reply with quote

Mythopoeika wrote:
Wow. That really is shocking. Shocked
So glad you both survived to tell the tale.
Why the hell would someone just come up and kill your dog? Just psychotic.

Just thinking aloud...maybe you pitched up in some hillbilly's secret lair and he discovered you there?


Luckily it never happened to me but a poster on the Survivalistboards.

However the story is very unnerving and must have been terrifying.
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PostPosted: 08-02-2014 00:42    Post subject: Reply with quote

It would have been terrifying except that it appears to be a variation of the Licked Hand urban legend. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Licked_Hand
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PostPosted: 08-02-2014 01:15    Post subject: Reply with quote

labyrinth wrote:
It would have been terrifying except that it appears to be a variation of the Licked Hand urban legend. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Licked_Hand


Yep! I think it's also in "The Vanishing Hitchhiker"
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PostPosted: 09-02-2014 04:06    Post subject: Reply with quote

feinman wrote:
labyrinth wrote:
It would have been terrifying except that it appears to be a variation of the Licked Hand urban legend. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Licked_Hand


Yep! I think it's also in "The Vanishing Hitchhiker"


Awesome find guys -never heard of that one before.
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PostPosted: 09-02-2014 08:39    Post subject: Reply with quote

labyrinth wrote:
It would have been terrifying except that it appears to be a variation of the Licked Hand urban legend. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Licked_Hand


Yes, this is exactly what I thought too. It's one of the more horrifying UL's, mind you, but...still a UL.
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PostPosted: 09-02-2014 21:26    Post subject: Reply with quote

Fanari_Lloyd wrote:

The story of the woman tied to a tree and left there was horrible also. (And more believable, I suppose).


Totally calling bullshit on the tree story. So, this body was found after being tied to a tree for 15 years? In the middle of a damp, cold forest? Nonsense; in those conditions there is no way the body would still be attached to the tree. Between the animals living in the forest and natural decay the flesh would be completely gone in that time, and since bones aren't stuck together they'd all tumble to the floor, especially since with the flesh gone the ropes would be slack. Then the autopsy saying 'the body showed no sign of violence'. Firstly, how can an autopsy say that about bones? Secondly, just a look at the Lonely People thread shows that autopsies are unreliable after a few months, so 15 years? No, this is a fake shock story.

There's a fair few urban legends and creepypasta on there too, which some have already pointed out. Good reads though.
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PostPosted: 15-02-2014 13:49    Post subject: Reply with quote

They are at it again ...

Glitch In The Matrix @ Reddit

http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/1xyn79/what_is_the_creepiest_glitch_in_the_matrix_youve/
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Just found a thread on Above Top Secret based on David Paulides Missing 411 books, which are about mysterious disappearances across the USA.

http://www.abovetopsecret.com/forum/thread823757/pg1&mem=

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Missing-411 is the first comprehensive book about people who have disappeared in the wilds of North America. It’s understood that people routinely get lost, some want to disappear but this story is about the unusual. Nobody has ever studied the archives for similarities, traits and geographical clusters of missing people, until now.

A tip from a national park ranger led to 3+ years and a 7000 hour investigative effort into understanding the stories behind people who have vanished. The book chronicles children, adults and the elderly who disappeared, sometimes in the presence of friends and relatives. As Search and Rescue personnel exhaust leads and places to search, relatives start to believe kidnappings and abductions have occurred. The belief by the relatives is not an isolated occurrence; it replicates itself time after time, case after case across North America.

The research depicts 28 clusters of missing people across the continent, something that has never been exposed and was a shocking find to researchers. Topography does play a part into the age of the victims and certain clusters have specific age and sex consistency that is baffling. This is not a phenomenon that has been occurring in just the last few decades, clusters of missing people have been identified as far back as the 1800’s.


from: http://www.nabigfootsearch.com/missing_411.html

I'd like to get the books, but they're a little dear at the mo. Kind of thing I do like reading, though.
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If you'd like to read about people disappearing in the wilderness, do a search for "disappearances in superstition mountains." It's a long list, ranging from people simply disappearing and never to be found, to bodies being found with their heads cut off.

Here's a link:
http://www.thelifeofadventure.com/the-lost-dutchman-death-roll/
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^Damn... now I really want to visit the Lost Dutchman State Park! Looks absolutely beautiful, fascinating history, and, of course, a Fortean element too...

While I'm here, there was yet another Reddit thread a couple of weeks back:

http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/1zm8vn/what_is_the_scariest_paranormal_experience_you/
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PostPosted: 19-03-2014 13:50    Post subject: Reply with quote

Fanari_Lloyd wrote:
Just found a thread on Above Top Secret based on David Paulides Missing 411 books, which are about mysterious disappearances across the USA.

http://www.abovetopsecret.com/forum/thread823757/pg1&mem=

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Missing-411 is the first comprehensive book about people who have disappeared in the wilds of North America. It’s understood that people routinely get lost, some want to disappear but this story is about the unusual. Nobody has ever studied the archives for similarities, traits and geographical clusters of missing people, until now.

A tip from a national park ranger led to 3+ years and a 7000 hour investigative effort into understanding the stories behind people who have vanished. The book chronicles children, adults and the elderly who disappeared, sometimes in the presence of friends and relatives. As Search and Rescue personnel exhaust leads and places to search, relatives start to believe kidnappings and abductions have occurred. The belief by the relatives is not an isolated occurrence; it replicates itself time after time, case after case across North America.

The research depicts 28 clusters of missing people across the continent, something that has never been exposed and was a shocking find to researchers. Topography does play a part into the age of the victims and certain clusters have specific age and sex consistency that is baffling. This is not a phenomenon that has been occurring in just the last few decades, clusters of missing people have been identified as far back as the 1800’s.


from: http://www.nabigfootsearch.com/missing_411.html

I'd like to get the books, but they're a little dear at the mo. Kind of thing I do like reading, though.


There are videos on youtube about it all, some lasting an hour or more.
My favourite one is about disappearance from American national parks. Shocked
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