Jess woke up cold, confused, and a little nervous. Why was she sleeping in the woods? She couldn't remember why she was out here. She remembered where she was though; she had come here with her family. They owned a mountain cabin in the Sierras, and every year they would celebrate Thanksgiving with their cousins, aunts, uncles, etc.
Joe was walking down the alley and was ready to face any type of evil that would come his way. He had a bad week, so the icing on the cake was still to come. He knew that it was coming and this alley was the place where it was going to happen.
It all started on Halloween night of 2019.
She lived among the trees like a woodland creature with a ceaseless starvation, cursed to an immortal dwelling upon this wretched Earth. You can see her crawling upon the soil while her moans reverberate into the town. That was her lure, those alluring moans. They seduced the ears of men and women into her clutches right out of the neighboring streets and fields. A succubus full of blood-lust and an envious loathing for mortals. This woman was adept at her craft, deeply convincing with her seductive cries, giving her victims a type of salivating lechery they've never before encountered. She was the public enemy of the supernatural for years. Until the day she caught me wandering the great outdoors of my new hometown...
Most people know Ed and Lorraine because of movies such as Annabelle, The Conjuring, and The Nun. For those who aren't aware, Ed and Lorraine weren't fictional people made up for these movies, they were actual people. They were paranormal investigators and authors who worked on many cases, including some exorcisms.
Tears formed in Jasmine's eyes the moment she opened the door. Detective Gerald Fitzsimmons glanced at his partner-in-training Maria Del Gato then sighed, "Mrs. Peete, may we come in? I have information about your missing husband." His demeanor only confirmed her suspicions. The detective never grew comfortable delivering bad news.
With a passion for horror, mystery, and anything weird, I am always looking for creepy and extraordinary things to do. And Ireland is a good place to do this. Basically every Irish person is born with a great amount of superstition.
She appeared in front of him with flaring red hair and pale skin that made it look like hardened milk. She was very beautiful in her gothic creepy sense, as she had this white skimpy dress with cleavage staring right at his wandering eyes that were scanning her beautiful pale arms and legs. Her eyes, thought, were bright red as she greeted him with an enticing smile across her face and her tongue moving exotically upon her upper lip.
“Those truly in charge of the bio weapon program chose to switch off the defense sequence to the bio weapon specimen. They wanted to test how strong and agile the specimen had become, in the short amount of time of its creation. A slight beeping sound finally gave off the required satellite site of the elemental target. The target's goal is to capture before the killings. Now, one of the scientists planned to use the advanced teleportation technology aimed to launch soldiers into enemy territory, and transport the elemental target into the underground facility directly. This scientist met their death by the bioweapon’s hands, shortly after the transportation processes completion.”
My wife and I had been married a few years when she had the first occurrence. We had both gone to bed about 11 PM, a little later than normal but neither of us had to get up early the next day so we stayed up and watched one of her favorite shows. I remember it was a particularly good episode of one of those ghost hunting type shows. We turned off the lights, got our little dog situated in between us, and went to sleep. Nothing out of the normal. Looking back, I would say that there was one thing that you might say was unusual, but it had been going on for a few months, so I didn’t consider it weird at the time. Every night around 3 AM, our larger dog that slept on a bed on the floor, would wake me up and beg to go outside. She had cancer at the time, so I assumed it was just that she was sick that made her need to go out way more often than normal at night. It was annoying, but as I said, it happened every night, so I never thought anything about it. You could almost set your clock by it each night.
Suffering from sleep paralysis for a long while, Joe grew accustomed to the fact that a crazy experience was going to surface every time he went to sleep. At first, it was something to fear, as sleep paralysis is a very unique and terrifying experience. However, Joe became numb to that feeling, as he grew accustomed to fighting the forces of evil whenever they came. On the other hand, these forces liked to come when least expected. When that thought crossed Joe’s mind, it brought back fear. Again, something to get used to. The cycle of this fear sparking inside his head became mundane.
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