Taveler my friends are usually too busy
or can't afford to constantly fly to a
million different places so I do a lot
of it myself I flew to San Diego for my
first time alone
st of the major cities in
California except for San Diego so I
wanted to check it off my bucket list
I stayed in a decent hotel very close to
downtown
as I checked in I met a guy a little
older than me in the lobby he struck up
a conversation with me about where I was
from how long I'd be here for and if I'd
ever been here it was apparently his
second time here and he was also alone
he offered to take my bags to my room
for me since he was going upstairs
anyway I accepted his offer appreciating
his kind gesture he carried my bags to
the elevator and we went to the second
floor to my room he set my bags down
outside my door and said it was great
d to enjoy my stay here I
thanked him again and he left down the
hall I let myself into the room set my
bags on the bed and laid down for a bit
just to get a quick nap in when I felt
refreshed I went back down to the lobby
and was about to head outside when the
lady working the front desk called me
over
she asked what that man did when we went
upstairs and I told her he just helped
me with my bags to my room
she then warned me that that man had
been standing outside the hotel for a
while and she noticed him come in
moments after I came inside she told me
that she was fairly certain he wasn't
staying in the hotel and if I see him
again I should stay away from him this
was of course Very unsettling I hope she
was wrong and he was actually just a
nice person but to be safe I would
listen to her
I went out and explored and had myself a
day I came back a few hours later to
change into different clothes for dinner
there was a different person working the
front desk now
in the hotel room I showered quickly
then changed into different clothes and
laid down for another quick power nap
during this time there was a knock at
the door to my room followed by a quiet
male's voice saying housekeeping
I didn't order housekeeping and it was
my first day there
maybe they had the wrong room
I went to check the peephole the door
and I didn't see anyone in the hall
that was beyond strange
then immediately that man from earlier
came into my head
what if it was him
I ignored the knocks and went to my
phone to call the front desk and ask
them if they had sent housekeeping to my
room and of course they said no
so I asked for someone to be sent to my
room for my own safety and five minutes
later a hotel maid knocked on the door I
opened it and explained politely the
situation to her and thanks her for coming I then left the hotel to go to
dinner
after dinner I did a city lights night
tour and explored some of the happening
areas of the city at night
I got back to the hotel room around 10.
I went up to the front desk worker and
then explained what happened earlier
with the man I met who I feared may have
been pretending to be room service to
get into my room I then asked her if she
had seen any one of his description
walking around the lobby and she said no
and to make me feel better she checked
the live surveillance camera of my floor
and no one was in the halls I thanked
her and went upstairs to my floor and
then to my room
I changed out of my clothes and laid in
bed and put on the TV so I could fall
asleep to something within the hour I
was drifting into a sleep what I was
hearing from the TV was kind of turning
into a dream in my half a sleep state
so when I heard it do our closing it
became part of my dream I didn't
actually wake up until I felt the
mattress start shifting as something was
putting weight on the other side
I looked over my shoulder to the other
side of the bed and I saw a man in a
black covered mask and baseball hat
getting onto the bed reaching for me he
grabbed me trying to cover my mouth so I
couldn't scream but I managed to fight
him off for long enough to scream bloody
murder
he continued to try to cover my mouth
but I kept struggling and resisting just
long enough for someone to start
knocking on the door I screamed help and
by this point surely the man knew this
wasn't going to go his way anymore he
let go of me and opened the door and
shoved the woman who was knocking to the
floor and she saw him run down the hall
to the stairs
the woman came in to make sure I was
okay as I was in complete shock followed
by Tears
others from neighboring rooms came to
see what the commotion was about hotel
staff came as well and the police were
called
based on the hotel video footage the man
somehow acquired a master key which
allowed him to access my room the mask
and hat hid his identity but I strongly
believe it to be the man who helped me
with my bags the first day
I believe he wanted to find out what
room I was in to later come back to
it's scary to think he may have done
this successfully to somebody else
I tried my best to enjoy the rest of my
trip even though I went through
something that will likely stay with me
for the rest of my life
the hotel gave me a full reimbursement
for the entire stay and they gave me a
different room to stay in honestly
looking back I probably should have
pressed charges on the hotel
the hotel of course also gave all the
necessary footage to the police
department I haven't ever been contacted
to identify anybody which sadly more
than likely means the man was never
properly identified or caught
the events of this story take place a
few years ago maybe in 2013 or 2014
honestly I don't remember because the
story is such a blur and I've eventually
just blocked it out over the years
it was Christmas break and I was a
freshman in college attending a
university in New York City with that
being said I was miles apart from my
family who lived all the way in Bulgaria
for some of you who may not know where
that is Bulgaria is just a small country
in Eastern Europe right by Romania and
Greece Bulgaria's safety reputation and
regulation isn't really that good but
this story actually contrasts that I was
at JFK airport maybe just a few days
before Christmas Eve because my initial
plan was to surprise my family and
friends in Bulgaria
the airport very obviously was packed
and loaded with a lot of people making
my traveling experience way more complex
and difficult
after hours of security luggage weighing
and waiting for time to pass I finally
was at rest when the first plane to
Istanbul from Manhattan was setting off
the first plane ride was around eight
hours so I was prepared to be somewhat
miserable and sore for the classic
economic seating arrangement
I was sat next to two men unfortunately
for the record I'm a 5 feet 110
something pound woman which didn't make
it any better either
these two men were probably well over a
foot taller than me and could easily
overpower me the man on the right to me
was relatively quiet black hair glasses
and low-key ripped
the guy in the left to me however
freaked me out he would occasionally
Mumble to himself quietly and he would
pick at his skin sometimes even nudging
his arm close to mine I took note of the
guy to the left of me and tried my best
to have a decent eight-hour flight the
only thing keeping me productive was the
fact that I'd be in my home country in
less than 48 hours
but this productiveness got trimmed
short when I'd be minding my business
maybe doing work or listening to music
and the guy left of me would be very
bluntly staring at me
I tried shrugging it off maybe he has a
disability that made him lack social
cues But as time went on I started to
doubt that
at some point during the flight I was
watching season two of American Horror
Story the man began speaking to me
asking why I was watching a show that
poorly represents the mentally ill
murderers and whatnot
very nervously and hastily I asked him
if he needed anything since it's
inappropriate to randomly disturbished
stranger who's minding their own
business
the season of American Horror Story I
was watching was Asylum which portrays
cold-blooded murderers and insane people
of a mental hospital the guy looked me
straight in the eye and said very
candidly I just think it's [ __ ] up how
everyone thinks people who skin others
alive are crazy I mean aren't we all
like that
I mentally began freaking out asking
myself who the hell was I sitting next
to and did anyone else hear that I
chuckled brushing it off to seem
unbothered for the rest of the flight I
was scared shitless and I contemplated
asking for an open seat that may have
been available by the back of the plane
but nonetheless the flight came to an
end and we arrived in Istanbul I
gathered my stuff as quickly as I could
and escorted myself out of the plane as
soon as possible now I wish I could say
the story ends there but unfortunately
it does not
the rest of my Christmas was fine but
what that man said still rung in my head
like a bell
as January approached I began packing up
again to head back to New York I was
sorting out my tote bag and throwing out
any old trash I may have stuffed in
there from traveling when I came across
a disgusting note that must have been
slipped in there when I was sleeping
it read the following I wish I could see
what you look like under your skin I
really wish I took a picture of it as
evidence because only a month later into
February there was a news article that
my younger sister sent to me that
basically talked about the same exact
man from my plane ride being sent to
jail for multiple accounts of rape
attempted rape kidnapping attempted
kidnapping and first-degree murder in
Istanbul
reading that article made me sick to my
stomach and honestly that whole
experience drove me to just stay home
for the holidays for a few years
in the winter of 2018 to escape the cold
weather my girlfriend Claire and I took
a week off from our jobs to go away to a
nice Beach Resort in Mexico where the
water was crystal blue and the weather
was perfect the resort was extremely
affordable for a seven-day all-inclusive
package it had a buffet three pools was
on the beach had a million bars an
entertainment Hall and tons of group
excursions
we were going to be there for a whole
week so we had a lot planned the first
couple days we relaxed around the resort
getting use out of the unlimited drinks
package
the surrounding area of the resort was a
lot of jungle and Scenic looking roads
so we took a private shuttle on the
third day to the nearest car rental
place
the shuttle driver warned us not to
stray too far from the coast as there
are a lot of unsafe areas
we rented a Ford Fiesta there weren't
Exactly any Mustangs or Camaros at this
rental place
the car rental place was in a small City
about five miles up the road from the
resort there was basically this one long
road that ran along a bunch of resorts
and next to this road was miles of
jungle and occasional small towns we
drove south on the road until we ended
up in Tulum the actual city of Tulum was
less appealing than I had imagined
considering a lot of my friends were
always talking about wanting to go there
we drove through the Tulum area and then
back up north we found a dirt road into
a jungle area and decided to just drive
through it and see where it goes
on either side of us was just jungle
probably for miles
we drove down this wide dirt road
enjoying the scenery and little
off-roading experience though Claire
seemed to think we shouldn't be on a
dirt road like this in a rental in fear
of dirtying it up and I agreed so we did
a three-point turn and started heading
back in the direction of the main road
eventually we were stopped by these
three men walking out from the jungle
onto the road
we both simultaneously said oh no
knowing this could be trouble
I brought the car to a halt and lowered
the window a little bit as one of the
men came up to it and started speaking
in Spanish
I said no hablo espanol and things
started to get a little heated
one of the other men came to Claire's
window and knocked on it I told her not
to lower it the guide my window started
saying money money and I saw the one man
still in front of the car making his way
to my window as well and he pulled a
knife out of his right pocket I stepped
on the gas and the car jumped forward
the three men were yelling and running
after us but obviously they couldn't run
faster than a car our hearts were in our
throats from that encounter I didn't let
up on the gas until we made it off the
dirt road after that we didn't really
want to drive around anymore we brought
the car to the resort parking lot and
left it there
we didn't want to return it yet
especially since the rentals there were
so cheap anyway
the next day after talking with some of
the workers at the resort who
recommended a beautiful nearby Cenote to
check out we drove the car to another
similar looking dirt path very close to
the resort
we followed the workers directions and
drove all the way to the end of the dirt
road then parked when we saw a sign for
the cenotes a we found it without issue
and we were the only once surprisingly we didn'tt see any other
cars
we followed the signs down this
beautiful Scenic pathway it was a truly
peaceful experience that unfortunately
had to be ruined when we started feeling
e being watched
And n we have some sixth sense I
erally heard rustling andom all around us in the
jungle I told her let's just keep
walking
we continued to follow the signs and out
from nowhere a man came up to us once
: again speaking Spanish
and I again responded no hablo espanol
he started to attempt to speak in
English and I understood him to be
trying to tell us to come with him that
he'd lead us to the Cenote Claire and I
looked at each other nervously and we
followed the man he was leading us a
different way than we were originally
going it seems like we weren't following
the signs anymore
Claire tapped me on the shoulder and
then pointed at the man's back pocket
there was the handle of a large knife in
his back pocket and whispered to her to
run and then pushed her to start running
and I followed close behind
the man noticed and started running
after us but thank the Lord he was slow
we were easily outrunning him we made it
back to the car and at first I thought
he'd stop chasing us but as soon as we
got in the car three people emerged from
the path we just came from and tried
opening the car doors they then started
hitting riting...
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foreign [Music] I had the one bedroom in the house that wasn't on the second floor my parents house was a high Ranch so when you entered the house it split off to two floors one half flight of stairs going upstairs and one stairs level had the den the garage my bedroom and a bathroom the other three bedrooms in the house were all upstairs since I grew up the oldest and the only boy in the house with two sisters I got the room downstairs because it was the biggest and technically the coolest room after I turned 10 my parents gave my twin bed to my little sister and I got a full-size bed which was a bit of an upgrade because the room was big and could certainly fit a bigger bed when I was 12 my little sisters were around five and eight so at this age I would be allowed home alone but my five-year-old sister wouldn't be left alone with me and my eight-year-old sister would only be left alone with me if my parents weren't going to be gone for too long if they'd be gone for longer periods of the day then one of my parents would take both of my sisters for this short period of time I'd say like three nights in a row maybe a little more I was waking up in the middle of the night for no reason and I'd have trouble falling back asleep considering I was 12 years old I knew I shouldn't have been having sleeping problems at that age I was sleeping with the fan on next to my bed because it was a hot couple of days in the middle of the summer so I wasn't sure what exactly was waking me up considering the fan provided a steady white noise one of these nights I got up after waking up to refill my glass of water I went to the bathroom right outside my bedroom and as I was filling it up I thought I heard something come from inside my room I turned off the faucet and then listened but now there was nothing the sound of the fan I walked to the doorway in my bedroom and I couldn't tell what it was but something was creeping me out about my room now but I went upstairs to the living room and decided to sleep on the couch that night I fell asleep eventually but that same night again I woke up this time to noises from the kitchen I saw the glow of the light from the fridge and the sounds of someone rummaging through it the way that floor was set up had the kitchen out of you from the couch in the living room I couldn't see who was there I heard the fridge door eventually shut then footsteps walk away and downstairs I was drowsy and so I went back to sleep I believe it was the next day that my mom was folding clothes in my room and she told me my room stunk and I needed to clean up whatever that smell was I ignored her because I really didn't smell anything I wish I didn't ignore her though that night our dad put the air conditioning on because it was simply too hot after we all watched a movie as a family everyone started getting ready for bed I went to my room and played video games for a little while before getting sleepy by that time I turned off the TV and console and rolled on my side to go to sleep like I always did tonight I didn't have the fan on because the air conditioning was on so there was just the sound of the air blowing out from the vents in the ceiling I fell asleep but once again I woke up not long after I didn't know what the sound I heard was all I heard was the vent fan blowing air then when it stopped blowing air the room was silent and I heard something breathing but it wasn't my breathing though I looked around the room the closet door was shut so there was no way it was coming from there part of my childlike innocence assumed it was my younger sister playing a prank I got on the floor and looked the one place I could think to look under the bed I lifted the little piece of cloth that dangles at the bottom of the bed and there was a very large person laying underneath my bed on a pile of blankets their head was facing me but their eyes were closed I fell backwards and basically crab walked out of the room screaming dad I heard my parents door swing open and my parents yelling and concerned I pointed into my room and said under the bed and my dad went and pulled out this very large dirty looking man I remember my dad quite easily physically forcing the man outside as my mom called 9-1-1 I'm sure he went to jail for a while or maybe not because he was homeless who knows this did a lot of mental damage to me where I didn't even want to sleep in my own room anymore or let alone in that house I had to sleep in the middle of my parents for a while then my dad installed security cameras all over the house we threw out everything that was opened in the fridge because we had no idea what he put his mouth on in there the fear of someone being under my bed stayed with me for a long time years to come we don't even know how long he was hiding under my bed it could have been a few days the smell the person going through the fridge the randomly waking up every night for a few days whether he meant harm or not having someone hiding under your bed is every child's biggest nightmare this story is from my great grandfather who is currently at the ripe old age of 101. he's told this story at family gatherings for years he's from the city of yarislava in Russia I guess it was the Soviet Union when he was born there being from the USSR of course he served under the Soviet Union during World War II then fleeing to the United States a few years after to escape communism he told me this story again recently it had been not long after the battle of ilikiluki which wasn't a major battle of the war but it still ended up in a large amount of Soviet and German Bloodshed as most battles at the time did it was the evening and according to my great-grandfather it was very cold that night like hellish cold they were in a small house slash building that was one of the few with no damage to it which made it nice because it was warm him and his comrades were celebrating with drinks songs laughing and joking what you could imagine a celebration would look like at some point in the evening two fellow soldiers walked into the building my great-grandfather and his friend Sergey didn't care for these two it was apparently because they were loud mouths and were just unpleasant guys Sergey asked my great-grandfather if he wanted to go out and have a smoke he agreed and the two put on their heavy coats and walked out into the freezing cold air my great-grandfather pulled out a cigarette as did Sergey and then he lit both of their cigarettes they were talking for a while both enjoying their cigarette and basking in the glory that came along with winning the battle that had been going on for about two months after my great-grandfather finished a cigarette they were both about to go back inside when they heard what sounded like a man screamed from the woods in the distance fearing that it was the scream from one of their comrades possibly being attacked by a patrol of pissed off Germans they went back inside quickly and grabbed their guns because of the fact that there might be armed Germans they got a bunch more of their fellow soldiers to run into the woods with them my great-grandpa mentioned that as he got deeper into the woods he started to get a weird feeling like Dread and fear when they couldn't hear screaming anymore my great-grandpa suggested that they all split into Duos and search for whoever it was Sergey went with him while the others went off in their own Duos after about two minutes of walking through the dark cold Woodlands my great grandpa said that he could hear faint crying like someone was in pain Sergey heard this too so they walked to where they heard the crying sounds they started seeing drops of blood in the snow so they both began to take the situation as more of a threat than they were earlier it still gives me chills where my great grandpa tells me this part when him and Sergey got to the source of the crying sound they had found the most bizarre and disturbing scene they had witnessed two German soldiers on the ground one of 00:07:51.180 them dead one alive 00:07:53.099 one of them had their uniforms ripped and bloodied the alive one was cowering by a tree muttering stuff in German he didn't notice my great-grandpa and Sergey right away my great-grandpa then walked towards the other body the corpse was horrifically mutilated missing limbs skin ripped off the face his uniform was shredded and it looked like he had been scalped another thing that stood out to my great grandpa was the smell he couldn't describe the smell saying it wasn't like a dead body but more like chemicals the corpse looked fresh Sergey investigated the living soldier who then noticing Sergey jumped back in Terror as if he had been traumatized he was shouting stuff in German it was only then that my great-grandpa noticed that his leg had been torn apart and his chest was Bloody he said he could remember that German screaming something like Das colas or something similar Sergey pulled out his pistol and put the German out of his misery with a single shot to the head almost immediately after this my great-grandpa described hearing moaning-like noises that's when a very tall thing started running in the darkness away from them afraid Sergey and Great Grandpa started shooting erratically in the direction of the thing the other men ran over but the thing was gone all the men were reprimanded when they got back to the Village but a report was sent to the high command it was never investigated further my great grandpa claims that it was the most terrifying experience of his life makes him stressed when thinking back on the side of that mangled German and that thing [Music] this happened when my fiance Morgan and I just moved into our house together in a quiet little town we still live in this house it's a modest cute little house perfect for us and a couple of kids if and when we decide to have we met one of the neighbors right off the bat they seemed nice they were an older couple in their late 60s The Neighbors on the other side were pretty far away so we didn't meet them for a while we were still in the unpacking and Furnishing phase it might have been week two of living in the house we were exhausted by every night having to work our jobs and then also setting up the house and unloading Morgan was cooking pasta in the kitchen I was sitting at the table talking to her while on my laptop shopping for area rugs it was a little stuffy in the house so I was gonna go slide open the back door but as I got to it I looked into the backyard and noticed someone sitting in one of the chairs he was kind of hunched over with his head down when I say I almost [ __ ] myself when I saw it I'm not kidding I whispered Morgan's name and said don't scream but there's a man in the yard she walked over to look outside and gasped she grabbed me and kind of hid behind me and said go say something no wait don't truth be told I myself didn't know if I should go out there or not I'm not the biggest man to be honest and even though this guy had his back to us and was sitting down he looked like he was bigger than me Morgan suggested I knock on the glass and yell at him to leave I didn't want to do it though I was scared the backyard is huge but right outside the backyard door is a patio with the leftover furniture the lights in the yard weren't on we just saw him through the interior lights shining through the glass door which meant he had to know we were in here I said [ __ ] it knocked on the glass and yelled hey you need to get off our property the man turned around and looked at me he then got up with his half smile almost like he was laughing he looked 50. he had a really long Gray beard and Tattoos down to his wrists he walked up to the glass I made sure the door was locked he stood on the other side of the glass door and shifted his gaze to Morgan he started licking his lips and saying vile [ __ ] I yelled all right I'm calling the police I closed the sliding blind to get him out of our faces I called 9-1-1 and told the operator to please hurry and send police to our house I could still hear the man on the other side of the door now speaking at a very high volume almost yelling still saying disgusting things about Morgan I put the phone to the glass so the operator could hear it he made me stay on the phone until police would show up eventually it went quiet outside and so I took a peek out the glass and the guy was gone still I couldn't wait for police to arrive and when they did they searched the backyard took a police report and left we thought it was over but later on that night when we were in the living room watching TV we both agreed we heard something from outside in the yard I went over to the window and kinked the blind just enough to see that man outside again he had a cigarette in his hand he was talking to himself or trying to talk to us facing the house he noticed the kink in the blinds because he ran over to the window I jumped back and he started pounding on the window saying all these awful sick things he wanted to do to Morgan I told her to go upstairs I didn't want her to hear this anymore I yelled I'm gonna call the police again and then the pounding stopped and he went silent I waited a few seconds before kinking the blind again and he was gone I went upstairs to go Comfort Morgan who was visibly shaken I told her he was gone when in hindsight I should have called the cops again downstairs I heard bumping and knocking I went halfway down the stairs and heard bumps on the back door and the doorknob twisting and turning he was trying to get into the house I grabbed the phone in the kitchen and called 9-1-1 again once again begging the operator to send police this time the police arrived a lot quicker and I didn't alert the man outside that they were coming but unfortunately by the time they showed up that man disappeared again it's very likely he just ran off into the trees deep in the backyard he didn't come back again that night the next day we went around knocking on neighbors doors both introducing ourselves to those we hadn't met yet and asking them if they knew anyone matching the description of that man what we found out was disturbing a couple a few doors down from us knew that man he was known for beating his ex-wife and having a drinking and drug problem and generally just regarded as very dangerous he lived around the block from us in a small run-down house that's the scariest part we reported him to the police but since we didn't have him on video we couldn't press charges we don't know if he still lives there because we haven't heard from or seen him in a long time to I hope it stays that way
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