Thursday, May 22, 2014

A Walk for Cigs

About ten years ago, I was a fairly heavy drug user and living in a medium-sized city with a very high crime rate in Alabama. I was staying with some fellow users in a run-down seedy apartment in the ghetto, next door to a halfway house.

I'm also not some great big guy; I'm 5'6 and weigh 145 now, and back when this happened I was probably barely breaking 100 lbs. Anyways, it was around 3 or 4 A.M one night when I ran out of cigarettes. There was a 24 hour convenience store a couple miles from where we were staying, and I didn't have a ride at the time so I figured I'd just walk. I had gotten maybe a little over a quarter of a mile from the apartment when I heard a car creeping up behind me. I kept walking, waiting for it to pass, but it kindof just idled slowly behind me. Now as I said earlier, I wasn't in a very good life situation at the time and had either dope or paraphernalia on me, so I was paranoid that any second I would see blue lights or hear a siren and I would be busted.

Finally my curiosity got the best of me and I glanced around and saw it wasn't a cop at all, but an older model Oldsmobile Cutlass. Alarms starting going off in my head and I found myself suddenly wishing it were a cop. I started walking faster and the car pulled up beside me. I looked over and saw the passenger side window was down and there were two cracked out looking white guys, probably in their late 30's/early 40's, just kinda watching me. I was just about to take off running through someone's yard when I looked over and saw a flash coming from the passenger's window. At first I thought I had gotten shot, but then it occurred to me that it was the flash from a camera.

Before I could process what had just happened, to my relief that car took off. My comfort was short-lived though; a little ways up the road I saw that the car had pulled into a parking lot and parked facing me. I stopped in my tracks, just looking at it and trying to decide what my next move should be, when I saw the car start to back out and head in my direction.

Across the road to my left there was a cemetery surrounded by wrought-iron fence which I first attempted to climb but I couldn't make it over the sharp points at the top, so I jumped back down and ran back across the road to an old abandoned field that used to be the local fairgrounds. I had turned a corner before I jumped the chain-link fence to get into the field, and fortunately the guys in the car didn't see which direction I went.

I hunkered down in some tall grass and laid flat on my stomach for what seemed like forever but was probably around half an hour, just watching the car creep up and down the road. Eventually I quit seeing the car so I assumed they had given up on me, so I got up and dusted myself off and called a friend to come pick me up. No way in hell was I going to risk running into them again. So my friend showed up and gave me a ride to the store, and on the way back, right past where the car first got behind me, I looked down this old driveway to an abandoned house and sure enough, there was the Oldsmobile, just ominously sitting there.

I never ran into those guys or saw that car again, but then again I never really walked around after dark in that neighborhood again. I've racked my brain trying to figure out what their intention was (and why take my picture) but I've never quite figured it out.

If they hadn't been so cracked-out looking I would've considered they were just concerned citizens looking out for the neighborhood, since I too was extremely cracked-out looking too, but they were way too menacing for that to be the case and if it was, why didn't they just call the cops? I'm also curious to see that photo, just as a reminder of how far down in the gutter I was at the time... but not curious enough to seek those guys out.

-BSmith

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Burglars and Battle Axes.

I lived in Columbus for about 10 years, during which time I managed to only be mugged once. Hooray! In the last year I was there, however, I lived alone (with three cats) in a little house on the southeast side. Eastland, to those who know your Central Ohio. Not Easton. Eastland. You know, where the bodies turn up in dumpsters. Because it gets insanely hot and nasty but I hated paying high AC bills, I'd keep my backyard windows open at night, since I had a fenced in backyard and an army of angry ducks guarding the creek that ran along the property line. No worries!

So one night, it was cooler than usual, so I had the fans off. I'm also a horrendously light sleeper. And so it happened that at about 3 am, I was disturbed by an unusual sound. I stirred only slightly, not too concerned - unusual sounds are par when you have three cats. But then I realized none of the cats were around. Kitty wasn't on the bed, Atticus wasn't throwing himself into the wall insanely, Anduril wasn't engaged in death battles with pieces of string. That meant something was potentially wrong. Sound comes again, and I realize it's the sound of someone removing one of my downstairs screens, directly below my bedroom.

Well friends, it's an unusual feeling, realizing your home is being broken into while it's just you and a few cats. Oh, we all say we know exactly what we'd do in such and such a situation, but in truth we never know just how we'll react until the moment is upon us. And I am pleased to report that I reacted just as I'd always hoped I would: I grabbed my bedside battleaxe (hey, I'm a short girl living alone, what, did you think I *didn't* keep a battleaxe by my bedside?) and charged down the stairs, screaming in Latin and waving that monster around like a deranged tiny viking.

My invader took off and bolted - straight into my stack of patio furniture, where he got tangled in a toppled mass of chairs that he dragged along while he continued crawling to the safety of the ducks. No one messed with me there again; I guess word spreads in the burglary community as to which houses are full of crazy people.

-Squirley One

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Normal Porn For Normal People

{Don't worry. We're not changing the primary goal of this blog: to share true scary stories. It's just that from time to time we don't have any submissions, but we want post something fun. So, here's a little creepy pasta for you. It's called, Normal Porn For Normal People. Enjoy.}

Everybody knows that if you surf the web long enough, you'll see some pretty sick shit. This is especially true if you intentionally dwell into the dark underbelly of the internet. I've seen quite a few things I don't care to admit to, but one thing that I'll always remember is a site called "normalpornfornormalpeople.com".
The first strange thing about the site was that I didn't find it by actually looking for it. It was e-mailed to me by someone I didn't know. 

The e-mail was as follows:
Hi there found this site is very nice thought u might like normalpornfornormalpeople.com pass it on, for the good of mankind.

Pretty standard issue chain letter, although the url and the last remark really piqued my curiosity. I was having a very boring day when I got this, so I made sure my anti-virus was working and then I clicked on it.
It was a very average, very generic looking site. It gave the impression that the creators just BARELY gave a shit about making it look professional. The author seemed to have a very tenuous grasp on English, and on the front page was a long, boring, and incoherent rant that I don't remember or have saved.
The site had a strange tagline (which even today people haven't figured out the meaning of), which was:
"Normal Porn for Normal People, A Website Dedicated To The Eradication of Abnormal Sexuality"
And from the sound of that, I wasn't sure whether I was here to watch porn or if I had stumbled onto some kind of eugenics program. But I was here now, and I was very, very curious to see what "Normal People" get their rocks off to. So I scrolled down through the rant and...nothing. The page didn't seem to link to anywhere else, and I was about to leave when I noticed every word of the rant was its own hyperlink.
So I clicked one of them, and was sent to a white page with very long list of links in the form of:
"normalpornfornormalpeople.com/(random letters)"

So I stopped for a minute and asked myself if I really wanted to waste God knows how much time clicking random links that will likely give me a virus that will rape my computer. I figured I'd just try it for maybe five minutes, just to see if anything came up. I clicked one of the links, and was sent to another page. This page apparently had totally different urls than the last one.

I was just about to say "Fuck this" when I clicked on the third link, and a video download came up. It was called "peanut.avi". It was a thirty-minute video of a man, a woman and a dog in a kitchen. The woman would make a peanut butter sandwich, and the man would set it down for the dog to eat. This was all that happened, for thirty minutes. It was obvious that the cameraman had to stop filming and wait until the dog was ready to eat again, and the dog seemed rather sick by the end of it.

I know what you're thinking: "What the hell does that have to do with porn?" I have no clue. I've seen a little over two dozen videos from this site, and the majority had no sexual activity at all.

After watching peanut.avi, I went on a certain image board I frequent to play online show and tell, like I always do with weird shit like this. But someone had already made a thread about it, some guy who had received the same chain letter I did. The image board thread got lots of people with nothing better to do to dig through the site, and that's how I saw other videos.

Most of those two dozen videos were very uneventful, and consisted of people talking to the cameraman in a room with nothing in it but a desk and a few chairs. I mean literally nothing on the walls, or in terms of furniture. The whole room had a very cold, sterile feel to it.

The conversations were just idle banter about previous jobs or embarrassing childhood moments. I kept expecting some kind of discussion about what the people were filming or what the site was about, but of course, nothing. You would never know these videos had anything to do with porn if you saw it out of context. I will say one thing though, the people who appeared in these videos were quite attractive.
However, the other videos that actually did feature content which I suppose could be called "sexual" is where things got weird.
I'll give brief descriptions of the stranger videos; if you're really eaten up with curiosity you can try to hunt them down on a torrent site.

There's more. Read it here.