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

[Pineapple Fox]

http://www.angelfire.com/trek/caver/

 

[Orange Rhymer]

Brittany Venti

 

[soft breathing]

The story about the "Nutty Putty Cave" and the guy who died in the "birth canal" in there. This gives me absolute fucking anxiety. Knowing that you're going to die because you made a mistake. Your family basically watching you die.

more information:

https://allthatsinteresting.com/nutty-putty-cave

 

[Hollywood Hitler]

The first apartment I moved into had a small door about knee high in the bedroom that was bricked off. It was an old house. I know that sort of thing was common in old houses (i grew up in one that also had a small door that was sealed shut). But THIS door kept on showing up in my dreams. I don't understand why, I wasn't particularly bothered by it when I was awake. I just think it's weird that it kept popping into my head when I slept. When I move out the dreams stopped.

 

[Pistoleer]

Bobbit worms. Good thing they are tiny.

 

[Gentleman Gamer]

I don't care about spiders (I try to catch them and bring them outdoors lol) or other creepy-crawlies, I don't scare easily at all really.

HOWEVER, I live in a large, old house. I'm by myself oftentimes overnight, and always during the day. I'll hear something fall upstairs (unmistakably, we have hardwood floors), I'll assume it's the cats, go up, and find the cats are in the downstairs living room and nothing is out of place. This would happen up to three times a week, in spurts of like a month. Hasn't happened recently, which is good because I've been here alone more than usual and it's frankly pretty disturbing to say the least.

Sounds nothing more than material expanding caused by temperature changes.

 

[Vecr]

Sounds nothing more than material expanding caused by temperature changes.

Or, the structure of the house creaking as something slips slightly due to the forces not being balanced correctly on the foundation.

 

[Goyslop Muncher]

Or, the structure of the house creaking as something slips slightly due to the forces not being balanced correctly on the foundation.

Or, the psycho masturbator walking around finding a better angle to peek through the boards.

 

[Gentleman Gamer]

Bobbit worms. Good thing they are tiny.
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Fucking crazy to think these things are part of the same phylum as those innocent little Earthworms.

 

[Lmove]

Loosing touch with reality is something that terrifies me.

Moths freak me out, they're too erratic and crazy.

Spoiler: Don't look

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[Semi-Automatic Smile]

The alarming number of incidents where someone commits suicide by drowning themselves in the dark, desolate water tank of an apartment building, only for the other residents to unknowingly drink and bathe in small particles of their decomposing body for months.

 

[Dr. Ricearoni]

Loud, droning tones and compressed audio of people speaking. Those emergency broadcasts scare the shit out of me.

 

[Vlinny-kun]

The story about the "Nutty Putty Cave" and the guy who died in the "birth canal" in there. This gives me absolute fucking anxiety. Knowing that you're going to die because you made a mistake. Your family basically watching you die.

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more information:

https://allthatsinteresting.com/nutty-putty-cave

In case you want to know what the inside of that cave was like, here's a playlist of some dudes touring nearly the whole thing. It sure as hell gets a big "fuck no" from me.

Also in the 4th video from that playlist, they show the tunnel leading to the section where John Jones would get trapped only 3 years later. Here's a screenshot. Tell me if you notice anything unsightly about it. I'll wait...

 

[Pistoleer]

Something else that’s always gotten me is the number of people who go missing in the woods under odd circumstances. I have spent a large enough portion of my life in the woods to know that large forested areas are not to be trifled wit. Add the fact that the feds supposedly don’t keep track of people who go missing, and it’s a bit unnerving.

 

[WeDon'tNeedToWhisper]

This shit is just nope

 

[Goyslop Muncher]

In case you want to know what the inside of that cave was like, here's a playlist of some dudes touring nearly the whole thing. It sure as hell gets a big "fuck no" from me.

Also in the 4th video from that playlist, they show the tunnel leading to the section where John Jones would get trapped only 3 years later. Here's a screenshot. Tell me if you notice anything unsightly about it. I'll wait...

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i see a minecrawler

 

[Dom Cruise]

Forrests at night.

 

[Shield Breaker]

Rare occasion of being alone at night freaks me out.

Forrests at night.

 

[Witthel]

Any body of water that I can't clearly see the bottom of. (Especially lakes and the ocean.)

Seriously, I'd rather castrate myself than swim in the middle of the ocean.

 

[Crankenstein]

As a teenager I was quite edgy. I did many drugs and played in a metal band. Being a teenager in a metal band, I naturally thought satan and witchcraft stuff was the coolest thing. I ended up meeting with a group of "satanists" who held regular "rituals". I was invited to one and was quite excited. My mind was filled with images of blood letting, orgies, candles, swords and daggers, wine, the whole deal. What I got was basically an edgy swingers club who met in the woods and did psychedelics. Before you get excited, most were over 30 years of age, and higher than 150lbs in weight.
On the night of the "ritual" I make it to the gas station I was told to be picked up at and was met by two larger women in a Chevy Beretta. The passanger got out due to being too large for the seat to be leaned forward enough for me to enter the back seat and off we went. We arrived at a patch of woods near a park. We walked for a bit, the ladies taking quite a few breaks to "rest". We eventually come to a clearing, a small metal fire pit is putting out a bit of light, there are beer cans and bottles on the ground as well as chip bags, sunflower seed bags, cigarette butts, and rolling papers that I assume were from failed rolls. Someone brought along a radio and the sounds of Molly Hatchet welcomed me along with the nice smell of charcoal. I was a bit disappointed at the lack of attractive women but decided to roll with it.
I saw a small group of people in what looked to be wal-mart costume cloaks around the fire or against the trees, talking, drinking, smoking, eating, nothing particularly "satanic". A man with a beer gut offered me some acid and introduced himself as "The Count". I happily took it, putting it in my slingbag, and asked what we were going to do. He responded "GET RIPPED AND RAISE HELL!". At hearing this I was quite excited, the smile on my face was impossible to hide. After quite a bit of drinking, story sharing, being asked who I was, things of that nature, "The Count" called everyone's attention. It was time for the sacrifice. I was so fucking pumped, the idea of killing something then doing some heathen shit! What came next was... an archery target. Specifically a pig shaped one. As the new person, I was expected to; and I quote "chop this sucker's head off". I was given a machete and told "it's gon' take a while, but keep at it, we'll start celebrating". As I stood there, puzzled, the group began disrobing and lying out blankets, towels, and sheets. By this time, the alcohol had given me a sort of "drunk focus" and I thought "kill the fake pig, got it" and started whacking at it.
After a while the head finally came off and I looked around. To my horror I saw about 15 actual gunts flopping and rubbing against eachother. I said "oh, gross" under my breath and decided it was time to leave. I started to gather my things, but one of the women said "It's your turn, big man". I panicked and made up something about needing to go to school.