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Flying saucers. Big Cats. Men in Black. Satan walking the Earth. Derek Acorah, also walking the Earth...

Tell us your stories of the supernatural. WoooOOOooOO!

suggestion by Kaol

(, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 10:03)
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Looking through the QOTW ideas, I successfully predicted that the new QOTW would be Tales of the Unexplained. I was 100% sure of it and now, here it is.

Now, that is SCARY...

On another note.

When I was in scouts, we went on a 2 day camping trip in Dumfrieshire. The scout leaders wanted some time on their own i guess. They sent us on our way with packs, tents and food etc for 2 days. We had maps, compasses etc...hidden booze and fags etc etc.

We walked for a few hours and noticed it was starting to get dark. We found a very nice location to pitch our tents. It was a valley between 2 hills with a stream running down the middle of it and some nice camping locations next to the stream. We explored the location for sometime, getting to know our local environment etc, we noticed an old farmhouse. The house was in very good condition..no holes in the roof etc, no broken windows etc. It also had a garden which the owners had grown veg such as potatoes, carrots etc. We picked some of the veg for our evening meal cooked over a primus stove (heh, remember them). We were going to get our tents unpacked, when someone had the great idea of sleeping in the old house. We thought this was a great idea and went into the house. Inside it was very dusty, the windows were pretty dirty, but intact. In the room we chose, there was a wooden table in the middle of the floor, a fireplace and some empty tin cans strewn about the floor. We cleared the place up a bit and lit a fire in the fireplace. We lit a lamp, settled into our sleeping bags and got our beer and fags out...oh we had some sweets as well so we ate them. As young teens do, we started telling ghosts stories to each other...As the night got on, we decided it was time to sleep.

Later when we were all asleep, we were woken by loud clanging. The tins can that were strewn around the floor, we had piled in the corner of the room. Now these cans were flying around the room, banging against the walls, making a terrible racket...some of the scouts even got hit by them, but thankfully not seriousley. The house was making a loud creaking noise..like walking upstairs on creaky floorboards. There were shutters on the windows and they started opening and closing quickly...we stared at this for a few minutes until common sense took us and we fled from that place..ran as fast as we could...we left everything...none of us could sleep that night...in the morning, one of us had to go back and get the stuff we left...and I tell you now...noone wanted to go...oh man...I still have memories thinking about this as it is ultimate proof that there exists something beyond all our knowledge...and it terrifies me :(

On our return to the campsite, we mentioned this to our leaders who told us that the house had been abandoned by its owner due to unexplained activities...they had just....left.

Wish I could find it again...it's not far from Wanlockhead...
(, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 11:37, 2 replies)
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I'm lost for words. Wind? Rats? Are you really as hopeless as the cavemen who feared lightning?
(, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 19:15, closed)
@ musuko
what is with your attitude in all these posts?
(, Fri 4 Jul 2008, 8:03, closed)

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