Shit You Think is Spooky/Disturbing - Beware! You're in for a scare...

Guess my spooky feelings are a pretty generic one but it hasn't been brought up yet. I don't like hospitals. Medicine and torture are really only differentiated by credentials and intentions. A nice old abandoned hospital urbex video gets me creeped right up nice and good. I can't help but think of all the death and suffering and disease that were contained in those walls. Of course asylums ramp that up to 11 because they were full of loons getting tortured. If anything though, modern hospitals get me creeped out in a different way. At least the old torture buildings are often beautifully crafted and the thought was that nice visuals helped people heal. Modern hospitals throw that out and now I'm left only thinking of all the people dead and dying right here and now, all the blood and rot being collected and incinerated for profit in an assembly line of death.

So that being said the silent Hill games get me right in the spooks with the asylum and hospital levels.

I also once went through a Haunted house that didn't really have any jump scares. But was genuinely pretty disturbing with a hospital portion. There was also a moment where I could see the group of people ahead of me enter through like an inflatable squeeze tunnel. When I went through just seconds later they were fucking gone and there was nowhere they could have gone in that time where I wouldn't still see them. That was pretty spooky.
 
Random-ass sounds in the middle of the night always freak me out. Like, if I’m laying in bed trying to drift to sleep and I hear the house creak or one of my neighbors dogs barking it jolts the fuck outta me. If I’m not camping or staying at a friend’s house I have to leave Netflix or YouTube running to drown out all the noise.

also windows creep me out at night. I don’t know why, but the thought of glancing at my window and seeing something standing there and watching me scares the ever-loving fuck out of me. If I ever saw anything like that, my undersized little ape brain would immediately go into primal survival mode and I’d lock myself in a room screeching and flailing in terror.

The sliding glass door for my backyard creeps me out at night. Sometimes I shut the blinds on them. I once had this nightmare that a scary man was standing there and watching me while I was on the couch. I ran upstairs as soon as I woke up from it.
 
The sliding glass door for my backyard creeps me out at night. Sometimes I shut the blinds on them. I once had this nightmare that a scary man was standing there and watching me while I was on the couch. I ran upstairs as soon as I woke up from it.
Same here. As soon as it starts getting dark I close the curtains on that shit like clockwork. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna wake up and see an evil fucking forest spirit or something watch me shamble to my fridge at 2 AM.
 
Windows at night, particularly in my bedroom, need to be covered by blinds or curtains. If they're ever uncovered, I can't stop shivering. I also have a sliding glass door that leads to my backyard deck, and you can bet that my deck door and the glass door are shut, and that the curtains are drawn over the latter.

Fun story time: whenever I got ready for bed when I was in my twenties, I could feel someone watching me. One night, I looked across the alley, and saw my neighbor looking right at me. He kept doing this for a few more nights, so I covered that window with a sign that read, "Fuck off r*t*rd." He moved a few months later.

Unfortunately, my latest neighbor still likes to watch me at night. I just flip him the double bird, and he quickly turns away and shuts off the light as though he wasn't just watching me.

Remember: if you feel like you're being watched, it's likely just your schizophrenia playing up, or your garden-variety weirdo.
 
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Guess my spooky feelings are a pretty generic one but it hasn't been brought up yet. I don't like hospitals. Medicine and torture are really only differentiated by credentials and intentions. A nice old abandoned hospital urbex video gets me creeped right up nice and good. I can't help but think of all the death and suffering and disease that were contained in those walls. Of course asylums ramp that up to 11 because they were full of loons getting tortured. If anything though, modern hospitals get me creeped out in a different way. At least the old torture buildings are often beautifully crafted and the thought was that nice visuals helped people heal. Modern hospitals throw that out and now I'm left only thinking of all the people dead and dying right here and now, all the blood and rot being collected and incinerated for profit in an assembly line of death.

So that being said the silent Hill games get me right in the spooks with the asylum and hospital levels.

I also once went through a Haunted house that didn't really have any jump scares. But was genuinely pretty disturbing with a hospital portion. There was also a moment where I could see the group of people ahead of me enter through like an inflatable squeeze tunnel. When I went through just seconds later they were fucking gone and there was nowhere they could have gone in that time where I wouldn't still see them. That was pretty spooky.
Your hospital post reminds me of the time
I was doing some research a couple of years back, and found pictures of illegal abortion clinics that were raided back in the 60s and early 70s. Those were pretty gruesome.
Also read some books on the Kermit Gosnell case, and those were appalling as well.

Just the thought of what those women and children went through is horrifying, and the fact that he got away with his butcher shop for so long infuriates me.
The authorities were so scared of pissing off the local Planned Parenthood and pro-choice groups that they just closed their eyes to what he was doing.
 
Same here. As soon as it starts getting dark I close the curtains on that shit like clockwork. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna wake up and see an evil fucking forest spirit or something watch me shamble to my fridge at 2 AM.

The pitch black outside is what scares me. I can't see anything out there. If I ever lived in some house in the middle of nowhere I'd be terrified all the time.
 
Some stuff that spooks me:

The Turner Doomsday Video. It's eerie to think this will likely be the last thing you'd see broadcasted before we all get nuked.

Fatal Familial Insomnia. A currently incurable (IIRC), fatal disease that can occur between 30 and 60. Symptoms start off mild with the inability to sleep some nights, but gradually worsens over time to the point where it literally hurts to sleep. Mental detoriation starts, motor functions fail and stuff, until you eventually die rougly ten months later. I don't think anyone knows the pattern that triggers it, which is why it's spooky. Richard Siagian had it then documented his descent from first symptoms to posting crazy garble videos onto Youtube.

"Distorted Trumpets" from Half-Life 2 that plays somewhere in the Anticitizen One chapter, and perhaps just the ambience in general. It's a mix of samples from a distorted trumpet and a song called "Is That The Door?". Some people say that somewhere in that audio, you can hear someone saying "Gordon? Can you hear me?"

Half-Life, despite being action-packed and fast, can put out some really creepy and depressing moments. This shit still sends chills down my spine.

Long, quiet hallways. I have to go through one to get to my place, and every single time, I hear a distant noise akin to footsteps that freaks me out and makes me want to sprint the rest of the way. That hallway made checking behind me a habit even outside of my place.

I knew about the fatal familial insomnia from a documentary about an Italian family which has had it since the 1700s. Fatal insomnia freaks me out, because you could get it even without having a family member who was afflicted with it. One of the family members thought he was in the clear, because he was approaching the safe age of 65. One night in August, he woke up sweating with pinpoint pupils, and he knew he was going to die. He went to a neuroscientist, and told him he knew exactly how he was going to die, because he saw his older sister wither away from it. He continually recorded himself experiencing symptoms of it until he died from it. This guy would regularly perform actions, like tying his tie, while unconscious.

Here's some information on that Italian family.

This disease turns your thalamus into Swiss cheese.

Then there's this poor guy.

Also, your fears are similar to mine.
 
I knew about the fatal familial insomnia from a documentary about an Italian family which has had it since the 1700s. Fatal insomnia freaks me out, because you could get it even without having a family member who was afflicted with it. One of the family members thought he was in the clear, because he was approaching the safe age of 65. One night in August, he woke up sweating with pinpoint pupils, and he knew he was going to die. He went to a neuroscientist, and told him he knew exactly how he was going to die, because he saw his older sister wither away from it. He continually recorded himself experiencing symptoms of it until he died from it. This guy would regularly perform actions, like tying his tie, while unconscious.

Here's some information on that Italian family.

This disease turns your thalamus into Swiss cheese.

Then there's this poor guy.

Also, your fears are similar to mine.

Ugh, I hate thinking about FFI. Although I could have sworn that you only get FFI if it's in the family, while the other version similar to it you can get without it being in the family line.
 
Sudden injury/death by falling objects. Could be anything, really, but just the weight and angle and the velocity/trajectory of its falling speed of these things could snuff you out on your feet or just alter your life forever by paralyzing you. I became aware of this during a church camping trip where we went to a forest that a year prior had suffered a forest fire (why they chose this place, I don't know) and there were trees just crumbling everywhere. We'd just be standing around talking or eating and we'd hear in the distance a tree fall. But there were a few that happened right on campgrounds. One branch fell on a tent where I and a few other girls were in just talking but we didn't hear it until a few others came up to ask if we were okay and showed us the branch that had landed on the entryway tunnel of the tent. The other incident was I was just hanging with a few of the camp leaders and a girl ran by a tree which literally a second later crumpled into dust before our eyes.

We were there for a few days, by the way. We could've been crushed in our sleep by these trees.

I had gotten a flashback to that campsite a year ago on a walk where I watched a large branch from a pecan tree just drop right on the sidewalk a few feet in front of me right after entering the neighborhood. About maybe fifteen seconds prior, I had stopped before entering the area to place a random squirrel plushie I had decided to pick up from the side of the road onto the community sign for the lulz. I don't know if I would've been directly below that spot where the branch would've fallen had I not done that.

Fatal familial insomnia sounds really awful, but insomnia in general to me is a dreadful thought, like one long nightmare except you can't wake up because you're unable to sleep to begin with. And then your brain goes haywire. And there's no guarantee you can get cured from the treatments, if they work at all. And you can die from lack of sleep, which is what you've wanted all along is rest but not in that way.
 
I remember a story of my own to add on to the sleep paralysis pile. I knew about it and how that's thought to explain certain ghost sightings or alien abductions but as far as I'm aware it had never been something I experienced.

One night I woke up flat on my back and unable to move. More accurately it was unwilling to move. An overwhelming feeling that I shouldn't move. It wasn't much longer after being awake that a man shaped shadow crossed the foot of my bed in a fluid motion. In that moment all I could think was that I should grab the gun on my nightstand but I couldn't move. This time it was more like I wasn't able to move but there was still that overwhelming feeling that I shouldn't move. Instead I closed my eyes and thought to myself that this is probably just one of those sleep paralysis moments and nothing was going on. I don't really remember the circumstances where I came back to being fully awake and mobile but I eventually did. Since I was in a studio apartment at the time there wasnt much in the way for someone to hide. I knew it was just all sleep paralysis but still checked all the prime monster spots to cool my mind. As I was finishing up checking the bathroom, the last place anyone could be, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye; the deadbolt latch on my door didn't look like what I normally saw. I grasped the handle and pulled to find that my door was completely unlocked. I'm good about locking doors behind me. So was it really just a sleep paralysis or was a crazy person walking around my apartment and my body freezing me in panic? Brought me right back to spooked right there.
 
The pitch black outside is what scares me. I can't see anything out there. If I ever lived in some house in the middle of nowhere I'd be terrified all the time.
It's not that bad. The fewer streetlights there are the safer I feel, strangely. The stars and moon help but the contrast of the lights makes me uneasy.
 
Ugh, I hate thinking about FFI. Although I could have sworn that you only get FFI if it's in the family, while the other version similar to it you can get without it being in the family line.
FFI, yes. But you can get Sporadic Fatal Insomnia from a noninherited mutation. All it takes is one misfolded protein.
 
The pitch black outside is what scares me. I can't see anything out there. If I ever lived in some house in the middle of nowhere I'd be terrified all the time.
It really isn’t that bad when you’re used to it and you can’t beat how gorgeous it is on a clear cold night. Although as It has been said in this very thread that the darkness out in the boonies is not your friend.
What’s fun is when you walk out on the porch for a smoke and and all you see is several glowing eyes from vaguely canine shapes watching you from just outside the range of the porch light.
 
One of the most disturbing things I ever saw (and it has gotten more disturbing to me over time) was I went to my friend's house after work and her mom was always talking about cleaning her house because it was extremely messy. So I hadn't been over in a while and I was expecting it to look better than the last time I was there and...it was so much worse. I'm talking mountains of dirty dishes, moldy food everywhere, garbage all over the house. The worst part was my friend's daughter was sitting in the living room on top of a pile of trash, coloring calmly in a coloring book - she had absolutely no idea this wasn't a normal way to grow up
 
One of the most disturbing things I ever saw (and it has gotten more disturbing to me over time) was I went to my friend's house after work and her mom was always talking about cleaning her house because it was extremely messy. So I hadn't been over in a while and I was expecting it to look better than the last time I was there and...it was so much worse. I'm talking mountains of dirty dishes, moldy food everywhere, garbage all over the house. The worst part was my friend's daughter was sitting in the living room on top of a pile of trash, coloring calmly in a coloring book - she had absolutely no idea this wasn't a normal way to grow up

If Hoarders has taught me anything then that kid is going to be angry as fuck when they get older and figure it out.
 
One of the most disturbing things I ever saw (and it has gotten more disturbing to me over time) was I went to my friend's house after work and her mom was always talking about cleaning her house because it was extremely messy. So I hadn't been over in a while and I was expecting it to look better than the last time I was there and...it was so much worse. I'm talking mountains of dirty dishes, moldy food everywhere, garbage all over the house. The worst part was my friend's daughter was sitting in the living room on top of a pile of trash, coloring calmly in a coloring book - she had absolutely no idea this wasn't a normal way to grow up
If Hoarders has taught me anything then that kid is going to be angry as fuck when they get older and figure it out.
Doesn't even need to be a full hoarder. There's a level of "not ok" that a home can reach that causes the same effects.
 
Finding a dead body was always something I didn’t mind avoiding - unfortunately, it DID happen to me. I won’t powerlevel, but I discovered someone dear to me who had passed away a week earlier. It still causes me some issues, a few years later. Hug your loved ones tight, and remind them you love them.
 
Finding a dead body was always something I didn’t mind avoiding - unfortunately, it DID happen to me. I won’t powerlevel, but I discovered someone dear to me who had passed away a week earlier. It still causes me some issues, a few years later. Hug your loved ones tight, and remind them you love them.
PL: I have a relative who is a mortician.
SHE is a distant cousin, and kinda hot.
She always teases family members: "I get to see you last, AND NAKED!"
Always really creeped me out.
(she is on her third or 4th husband and not really that old... I'm not implying anything...)
 
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