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[Übermatik]

not sure if this allowed...

Hell no. It's not creepy, just disgusting.

 

[Melchiah]

Of corpse not.

Damn, what did I miss?

 

[mantidor]

How about this...

thatsapenis.gif

I'd link that if I were you.

It does remind me this artwork I saw as a child in a book at my grandma's house, it was like a ruined castle with small children and pregnant women, it was easy to confuse them since the children had very big bellies, however they were skeletal, like african kids who die of malnutrition. It was disturbing, and I've been looking for it since.

 

[UrbanRats]

Who would browse this thread at work anyway?

 

[Gaspode_T]

Wonder if linking to CD cover on Amazon will work...anyway this CD cover always freaks me out (I have the physical version)

 

[UltimaKilo]

Ahh yes, shitty forum horror fanfic.

Oh, working in a hospital, you see far more disgusting things. This woman wouldn't faze a nurse in the inner city...

 

[G.O.O.]

So I found a few more of these, hope you'll enjoy them (source was 4chan btw)

A buddy of mine and I were talking, and somebody said we should go take some ghost photos, so we went to this old house on a mountain road where there'd been a murder. We went late at night, and then we went from the front hall to the living room, to the bath, the washroom, the kitchen, the study, then up to the second floor, then back downstairs. Then we each took a photo of us with the house behind us.

The next day, we looked at the photos and we were surprised. There was nothing. I mean, we were in the photos. Just there weren't any ghosts or anything.

"Isn't that weird?"
"Maybe they like, went to heaven or something?"
"Yeah maybe. We can't take anymore ghost photos, then. That was a waste of time."
"Not really. I saw a house that was pretty far from the rest. We can go there next."
"Seriously? It empty?"
"Course not, there were people there. Let's go tonight"
"Okay, got it. I'll get ready."
I can't wait, this'll be a lot of fun.

My sister's an art teacher, and she rented a two bedroom cheap apartment to use as a studio. She never lived there, she just used it as a place to paint. Since I was hard up for a place to stay, she was nice and gave me one of the rooms.
So I moved my stuff in the morning and then went off to work. I came home excited, ready to enjoy my new place. My sister had told me to be really careful with the locks, so I locked the door with the deadbolt and chain. I made myself some instant ramen with the water heater in the kitchen and then read some comics until it was time for bed. I checked the door and the gas and went to sleep.
Around 2 or 3 in the morning, I heard the deadbolt unlock from the front door. My sister had come to paint. I heard her go to the bedroom next to mine, the one she used as a studio. I'd been in there earlier, it was empty except for some canvas and paints. I was tired and I had work again the next morning so I stayed in bed. I could hear her mumbling and laughing to herself.
"Man artists are weird people" I said to myself as I fell asleep again.
When I woke up in the morning, my sister was gone and I was alone in the apartment. i got up and got ready, and then went out the front door.
It was only when I turned around to lock it that I realized, and I was suddenly terrified.
I never went back into the apartment after that.

At the end of June, a college student was found dead in his apartment. He'd been dead for at least a month and his body was found in a bad state of decay. The cops called his brother Tatsuya in to identify the body and while he was there, they played the messages on the deceased's answering machine

3/14: A message from his mother talkking about a trip they took when he was little. It cut off midway.
3/16: An invitation to a trip by a friend
3/21: A message from his father, that his grandpa wanted to see him.
4/25: A message from his freiend saying that he needed to go to school.
5/1: A message from his mother telling him to call his brother Tatsuya.

That was all that was on the tape.
"The calls from your parents were always at around 2:00AM", the detective said. Tatsuya nodded.
"My parents died when we were both little.."

(the answer isn't "then who was phone", it's a little bit more subtle)

One day, when I was little, my sister's crying was bugging me so I killed her and threw her in a well.
The next day the body was gone.
Five years later, I got in a fight with a friend over something stupid, and I killed him too. I threw his body in the well, and the next day it was gone.
Ten years later, I accidentally got a chick pregnant when we were drunk. I killed her and threw her body in the well, and the next day it was gone.
Fifteen years later, I had this boss who was a dick. I killed him and threw him in the well. The next day, his body was gone.
Twenty years later, my mom was getting old and she needed to be put in a home. I didn't want to pay the money so I killed her and threw her body in the well.
The next day, it was still there.

I got run over by a hit-and-run driver, and I had to go to the hospital for a month. When I finally got out, a good buddy of mine came over to hang out.
"Sorry I couldn't go see you in the hospital."
"It's cool man."
"Did you see the guy who did it?"
"Nah, it was too sudden. I don't remember."
"I see."
"You be careful too, buddy."
"Yeah, I will. Anyway, it's getting late, so I'm gonna head home. Next time I'll go see you."
"Thanks."

It's five minutes to midnight, and I'm on an express train on the outskirts of Tokyo. It's just me and a few other people, and then this one guy gets on. When he gets in, he looks around and suddenly has this terrified expression on his face as the doors close behind him.
He walks up to a woman, "Excuse me ma'am, are you 28?"
"That's exactly right," the woman says. "How could you tell?"
He ignores her and turns to the man next to me, "And you, you're 45?"
"Why yes, that's right."
He looks to me, "And you're 35."
"That's correct. But how do you know?"
"And you miss, you're 50?"
"Yes that's right. But I'll be turning 51 tomorrow, in five minutes."
When she says this the man goes white as a sheet.
"I have a special power: I can see how long each of you is going to live."

An old man says to me, "Wanna place a game? Here's the rules. I've got a bunch of boxes, and inside one of them is the prize money. The boxes are heavy and strong, too heavy to ever open with your hands, but there are axes and welding torches and all kinds of things around them, and you can take as much time as you want. When you find the money it's yours."
Well, i don't see any way I can lose then. Worst case, I spend a night opening boxes.
"By the way, there are a ton of boxes, but if you give me $50, I'll start you right next to the prize money."
Even better! I take out my wallet and give the old guy $50.

The game starts.
The prize money is right in front of my eyes.

I hate being in crowds when it's hot. Fucking hate it. I'm exhausted from work, and then I have to ride the damn rush hour train home. I stagger back to my apartment building and I go inside and wait for the elevator. There's another goddamn crowd here.
An old woman and her husband, two kids in elementary school, a college student, a businessman in a suit, and a mom with a kid on her back and another holding her hand.
We all get inside, and just as the doors are about to close, this cute girl in a white dress slips past them. The weight buzzer goes off. Well, that makes sense, this thing's got a limit of 9 adults. She looks embarrassed and tries to get off, but I smile and step out of the elevator. As the doors close she's smiling back at me. Very cute. I honestly didn't want to be stuck on a full elevator, but still, totally worth it. I take the next elevator up and go back to my place. The TV's on, and the news is talking about some chick that's gone missing.

Two years ago, a good friend of mine was riding his motorcycle, and he crashed into a tree and died. It was really sudden. The day after the funeral, five of us went to his place and sorted through his stuff. This guy loved taking pictures, and he had tons of photos of the campus, the local parts, landscapes, that sort of thing. There was one that was kind of weird though. It was a photo of a bathroom mirror. Just a straight on shot of a full body mirror, reflecting back on an empty bathroom.

Two of my friends and I, we'll call 'em A and B, went ghost hunting in this old house where there'd been a murder late one night.
"Hey, I heard the killer really butchered these guys. I bet their ghosts must be really pissed off."
"Yeah, it was a massacre, he stabbed the husband's eyes out, and then killed the mother with a big knife, and then he strangled the kids."
"But A, didn't you say you weren't scared of ghosts?" I said as we wandered around the house with just a single flashlight. We went through the kitchen, and down to the room where the murders occured. I could've sworn I could still see blood on the walls.
The place was creepy, but we didn't see anything weird. On the way out, I turned to B.
"Hey, I didn't see anything spooky, did you?"
"Not me."
"I didn't either."
"I didn't see a thing."
So there was nothing, then.
Kinda lame, but a part of me feels relieved.

I got out of jail yesterday.
I killed five people, but since I was a minor they let me go after four years.
At the time it was on all the news. I really do feel bad about, and I;ve decided to get a job as soon as I can to help my family.
Why do I have to help my family I'm barely over 18? After I did it, my parents go fired, and my sister couldn't pay tuition and had to drop out of college. For four years they've been living off of savings, and never geoing out of the house except to buy food. And then their savings ranout six months ago, and since then they've been living of salt and tap water.
I figured they all must hate me, but when i got back, they were acting like nothing's happened. My mom was laughing her ass of at a sitcom, and my sister was drying her hair while she talked to somebody on the phone. My dad was smiling at them while he drank froma bottle of beer.
Man, if I don't find work soon...

Friend: "I'm really sorry about this."
Me: "Hey, stop it!"
Friend: "My sister...she's sick. I need the money."
Me: "Are you okay man? Snap out of it."
Friend: ".....Thanks."
Me: "I can lend you like a thousand bucks, if you want it."
Friend: "Thanks man. And like, well..."
Me: "Here, take the rest of my dinner if you want it."
Friend: "Thanks."
Me: "What are you talking about? I mean, we're best pals right?"
Friend: "I'm thinking of killing myself...If you weren't here I was gonna do it."
Me: "Hey, don't worry about it."
Friend: "Sorry to bug you this late at night."

There's a road I take on my way home from work that goes by a big abandoned apartment building that they're going to tear down. A lot of people commit suicide by jumping off of it, and a bunch of my co-workers say the've seen ghosts. There's no light around , and it's pretty creepy at night.
One night I was stuck late at work, and I didn't get off until about eleven. I was walking home pas that apartment building when I thought i saw something out of the corner of my eye.
I looked up, and I could see a silhouette on the building.
"!?"
I thought my heart was going to stop. It was definitely a person.
Is it a ghost...I said to myself? And then they jumped off. I heard the horrible sound of a body hitting concrete, and I saw a woman laying on the ground.
I called 911 and ran over there. She was covered in blood and her arms were bent in weird ways. She wasn't a ghost, but it was till pretty scary. I could see a bunch of people looking down at me from above, they must've heard the crash.
The ambulance came and took her away, and I went home, but that night I was too freaked out to sleep.
I called the hospital the next day, and they said she was badly hurt but survived. I'm so glad...it would've been horrible if she'd died.

I'm a courier, and sometimes my job takes me into bad parts of town. One day, I was delivering a package to this crappy old apartment building in a bad area of Tokyo. It was hot and i was feeling lazy, so I decided to take the elevator. I pushed the open button and the doors opened immediately. But as soon as they did, this woman ran out screaming with this crazy look on her face. She ran out of the building before I could say a word.
Who knows what THAT was about. Maybe it was some yakuza thing? Like thy were whoring her out or something? Who knows that goes on in a run down old hellhole like this.
I looked inside the elevator, just to check for scary murderers. Nope, nothing. Oh well.
I get inside and hit the button for my floor.

When I was a kid, I had a friend who I'd always walk home with, and on the way home we'd always talk.
"Hey, we've got finals next week, right? You wanna come study with me?"
"Nah, tomorrow's the release date for Final Fantasy 1, so I'm gonna skip school and buy it."
"Dude, you do nothing but play video games all night, and you sleep in class, and you still always get A's. How does that work?"
"Actually, I can see the future. I know what'll be on the tests so I can tell the answers."
"Wow, that's amazing! You should go bet on horses and make like a million bucks!"
"Dude, calm down. It's a joke."

Sure enough, the next day he skipped class, and he still got straight A's on his finals next week.

So I was bored and decided to take some ghost photos in an abandoned building near me. There was a room on the top floor that looked pretty haunted to me, so I set the camera in the middle and took three photos, one right after another. I left the building after that, and I didn't see any ghosts or anything.

I got the photos developed the next day, and I shivered when I saw them. Two of them had nothing unusual, but one of them had this creepy looking Japanese doll, sitting in the window and smiling at me. I sure as hell hadn't seen any dolls when I was there.

I got pretty freaked out, so I went back to the building the next day when it was light, this time with a couple of friends and ready to run the hell towards the exit if we saw anything. We got to the top floor, and I sighed in relief. It wasn't a ghost of anything at all. I twas just a real old Japanese doll, that one of the previous owners had placed on the windowsill.
Aww, and for a second I thought I had a real ghost picture on my hands.

I was in a station, sitting on a bench and waiting for the train to come.
Presently, a lady holding a baby to her breast sat down next to me.
Well I'm fond of children and I couldn't help but stare at the sweet-looking baby.
The lady noticed this and she started chatting to me in a friendly manner.
"This isn't actually a baby, you know. It's a bag."
As she said so, she turned over the baby's clothes and showed me a zipper on the belly.
Now that she said it, I noticed that the baby's eyes appeared to be made of glass too.
"Wow, it looks very realistic."
"Yes, I know. It takes a lot of work to make it. Time-consuming, too. But it doesn't bother me, because I love recycling things," she replied with a smile.
Just then the train pulled up. She stood up and got on the train.

I was going to catch the same train but I couldn't bring myself to move.
So I sat there rigid and stared after the train until it disappeared into the distance.

 

[Watevaman]

I don't get a lot of those and it's making me feel weird. Especially the ones with the friends going into the haunted houses.

 

[GRW810]

These are rubbish compared to the previous ones. I didn't solve them, but at least with the others I knew what needed solving. These just read like rambled copycat fiction.

 

[Canis lupus]

Ah I decided to go on gaf one more time before sleep and I find this thread. :/

 

[BigEvilTurtle]

A buddy of mine and I were talking, and somebody said we should go take some ghost photos, so we went to this old house on a mountain road where there'd been a murder. We went late at night, and then we went from the front hall to the living room, to the bath, the washroom, the kitchen, the study, then up to the second floor, then back downstairs. Then we each took a photo of us with the house behind us.

The next day, we looked at the photos and we were surprised. There was nothing. I mean, we were in the photos. Just there weren't any ghosts or anything.

"Isn't that weird?"
"Maybe they like, went to heaven or something?"
"Yeah maybe. We can't take anymore ghost photos, then. That was a waste of time."
"Not really. I saw a house that was pretty far from the rest. We can go there next."
"Seriously? It empty?"
"Course not, there were people there. Let's go tonight"
"Okay, got it. I'll get ready."
I can't wait, this'll be a lot of fun.

Spoiler

The two kids are murderers; they murdered the people in the old house from room to room and took pictures in front of the house to see if the ghosts would appear, but they didn't, so they concluded they just went to heaven. They're going to the next house, which is full of people, to murder them and try again.

My sister's an art teacher, and she rented a two bedroom cheap apartment to use as a studio. She never lived there, she just used it as a place to paint. Since I was hard up for a place to stay, she was nice and gave me one of the rooms.
So I moved my stuff in the morning and then went off to work. I came home excited, ready to enjoy my new place. My sister had told me to be really careful with the locks, so I locked the door with the deadbolt and chain. I made myself some instant ramen with the water heater in the kitchen and then read some comics until it was time for bed. I checked the door and the gas and went to sleep.
Around 2 or 3 in the morning, I heard the deadbolt unlock from the front door. My sister had come to paint. I heard her go to the bedroom next to mine, the one she used as a studio. I'd been in there earlier, it was empty except for some canvas and paints. I was tired and I had work again the next morning so I stayed in bed. I could hear her mumbling and laughing to herself.
"Man artists are weird people" I said to myself as I fell asleep again.
When I woke up in the morning, my sister was gone and I was alone in the apartment. i got up and got ready, and then went out the front door.
It was only when I turned around to lock it that I realized, and I was suddenly terrified.
I never went back into the apartment after that.

Spoiler

The lock couldn't have been unlocked from the outside, so someone had to have already been in there.

At the end of June, a college student was found dead in his apartment. He'd been dead for at least a month and his body was found in a bad state of decay. The cops called his brother Tatsuya in to identify the body and while he was there, they played the messages on the deceased's answering machine

3/14: A message from his mother talkking about a trip they took when he was little. It cut off midway.
3/16: An invitation to a trip by a friend
3/21: A message from his father, that his grandpa wanted to see him.
4/25: A message from his freiend saying that he needed to go to school.
5/1: A message from his mother telling him to call his brother Tatsuya.

That was all that was on the tape.
"The calls from your parents were always at around 2:00AM", the detective said. Tatsuya nodded.
"My parents died when we were both little.."

Spoiler

His family was contacting him through the grave. His mother telling Tatsuya's brother to contact him means he's next to die.

One day, when I was little, my sister's crying was bugging me so I killed her and threw her in a well.
The next day the body was gone.
Five years later, I got in a fight with a friend over something stupid, and I killed him too. I threw his body in the well, and the next day it was gone.
Ten years later, I accidentally got a chick pregnant when we were drunk. I killed her and threw her body in the well, and the next day it was gone.
Fifteen years later, I had this boss who was a dick. I killed him and threw him in the well. The next day, his body was gone.
Twenty years later, my mom was getting old and she needed to be put in a home. I didn't want to pay the money so I killed her and threw her body in the well.
The next day, it was still there.

Spoiler

His mother knew about the murders and was disposing of the bodies herself.

I got run over by a hit-and-run driver, and I had to go to the hospital for a month. When I finally got out, a good buddy of mine came over to hang out.
"Sorry I couldn't go see you in the hospital."
"It's cool man."
"Did you see the guy who did it?"
"Nah, it was too sudden. I don't remember."
"I see."
"You be careful too, buddy."
"Yeah, I will. Anyway, it's getting late, so I'm gonna head home. Next time I'll go see you."
"Thanks."

Spoiler

"Next time I'll go see you." His buddy is trying to kill him.

It's five minutes to midnight, and I'm on an express train on the outskirts of Tokyo. It's just me and a few other people, and then this one guy gets on. When he gets in, he looks around and suddenly has this terrified expression on his face as the doors close behind him.
He walks up to a woman, "Excuse me ma'am, are you 28?"
"That's exactly right," the woman says. "How could you tell?"
He ignores her and turns to the man next to me, "And you, you're 45?"
"Why yes, that's right."
He looks to me, "And you're 35."
"That's correct. But how do you know?"
"And you miss, you're 50?"
"Yes that's right. But I'll be turning 51 tomorrow, in five minutes."
When she says this the man goes white as a sheet.
"I have a special power: I can see how long each of you is going to live."

Spoiler

The man knows the age they'll all die, and also guessed their ages at that time (five minutes to midnight). They were all about to die.

An old man says to me, "Wanna place a game? Here's the rules. I've got a bunch of boxes, and inside one of them is the prize money. The boxes are heavy and strong, too heavy to ever open with your hands, but there are axes and welding torches and all kinds of things around them, and you can take as much time as you want. When you find the money it's yours."
Well, i don't see any way I can lose then. Worst case, I spend a night opening boxes.
"By the way, there are a ton of boxes, but if you give me $50, I'll start you right next to the prize money."
Even better! I take out my wallet and give the old guy $50.

The game starts.
The prize money is right in front of my eyes.

Spoiler

The prize money is the $50 dollars; the narrator is stuck in a box.

I hate being in crowds when it's hot. Fucking hate it. I'm exhausted from work, and then I have to ride the damn rush hour train home. I stagger back to my apartment building and I go inside and wait for the elevator. There's another goddamn crowd here.
An old woman and her husband, two kids in elementary school, a college student, a businessman in a suit, and a mom with a kid on her back and another holding her hand.
We all get inside, and just as the doors are about to close, this cute girl in a white dress slips past them. The weight buzzer goes off. Well, that makes sense, this thing's got a limit of 9 adults. She looks embarrassed and tries to get off, but I smile and step out of the elevator. As the doors close she's smiling back at me. Very cute. I honestly didn't want to be stuck on a full elevator, but still, totally worth it. I take the next elevator up and go back to my place. The TV's on, and the news is talking about some chick that's gone missing.

Spoiler

This one was hard. The missing chick was on top of the elevator.

Two years ago, a good friend of mine was riding his motorcycle, and he crashed into a tree and died. It was really sudden. The day after the funeral, five of us went to his place and sorted through his stuff. This guy loved taking pictures, and he had tons of photos of the campus, the local parts, landscapes, that sort of thing. There was one that was kind of weird though. It was a photo of a bathroom mirror. Just a straight on shot of a full body mirror, reflecting back on an empty bathroom.

Spoiler

Can't photograph a mirror without being in the shot.

Two of my friends and I, we'll call 'em A and B, went ghost hunting in this old house where there'd been a murder late one night.
"Hey, I heard the killer really butchered these guys. I bet their ghosts must be really pissed off."
"Yeah, it was a massacre, he stabbed the husband's eyes out, and then killed the mother with a big knife, and then he strangled the kids."
"But A, didn't you say you weren't scared of ghosts?" I said as we wandered around the house with just a single flashlight. We went through the kitchen, and down to the room where the murders occured. I could've sworn I could still see blood on the walls.
The place was creepy, but we didn't see anything weird. On the way out, I turned to B.
"Hey, I didn't see anything spooky, did you?"
"Not me."
"I didn't either."
"I didn't see a thing."
So there was nothing, then.
Kinda lame, but a part of me feels relieved.

Spoiler

Three people responded to the narrator and he was only with two friends.

I got out of jail yesterday.
I killed five people, but since I was a minor they let me go after four years.
At the time it was on all the news. I really do feel bad about, and I;ve decided to get a job as soon as I can to help my family.
Why do I have to help my family I'm barely over 18? After I did it, my parents go fired, and my sister couldn't pay tuition and had to drop out of college. For four years they've been living off of savings, and never geoing out of the house except to buy food. And then their savings ranout six months ago, and since then they've been living of salt and tap water.
I figured they all must hate me, but when i got back, they were acting like nothing's happened. My mom was laughing her ass of at a sitcom, and my sister was drying her hair while she talked to somebody on the phone. My dad was smiling at them while he drank froma bottle of beer.
Man, if I don't find work soon...

Spoiler

Uh, this one was weird. I think maybe.. his family has gone nuts? They're living off of salt and tap water so I doubt they can afford a cellphone and TV.

Friend: "I'm really sorry about this."
Me: "Hey, stop it!"
Friend: "My sister...she's sick. I need the money."
Me: "Are you okay man? Snap out of it."
Friend: ".....Thanks."
Me: "I can lend you like a thousand bucks, if you want it."
Friend: "Thanks man. And like, well..."
Me: "Here, take the rest of my dinner if you want it."
Friend: "Thanks."
Me: "What are you talking about? I mean, we're best pals right?"
Friend: "I'm thinking of killing myself...If you weren't here I was gonna do it."
Me: "Hey, don't worry about it."
Friend: "Sorry to bug you this late at night."

Spoiler

Read it in reverse.

There's a road I take on my way home from work that goes by a big abandoned apartment building that they're going to tear down. A lot of people commit suicide by jumping off of it, and a bunch of my co-workers say the've seen ghosts. There's no light around , and it's pretty creepy at night.
One night I was stuck late at work, and I didn't get off until about eleven. I was walking home pas that apartment building when I thought i saw something out of the corner of my eye.
I looked up, and I could see a silhouette on the building.
"!?"
I thought my heart was going to stop. It was definitely a person.
Is it a ghost...I said to myself? And then they jumped off. I heard the horrible sound of a body hitting concrete, and I saw a woman laying on the ground.
I called 911 and ran over there. She was covered in blood and her arms were bent in weird ways. She wasn't a ghost, but it was till pretty scary. I could see a bunch of people looking down at me from above, they must've heard the crash.
The ambulance came and took her away, and I went home, but that night I was too freaked out to sleep.
I called the hospital the next day, and they said she was badly hurt but survived. I'm so glad...it would've been horrible if she'd died.

Spoiler

People looking down were ghosts?

I'm a courier, and sometimes my job takes me into bad parts of town. One day, I was delivering a package to this crappy old apartment building in a bad area of Tokyo. It was hot and i was feeling lazy, so I decided to take the elevator. I pushed the open button and the doors opened immediately. But as soon as they did, this woman ran out screaming with this crazy look on her face. She ran out of the building before I could say a word.
Who knows what THAT was about. Maybe it was some yakuza thing? Like thy were whoring her out or something? Who knows that goes on in a run down old hellhole like this.
I looked inside the elevator, just to check for scary murderers. Nope, nothing. Oh well.
I get inside and hit the button for my floor.

Spoiler

Girl had to have been stuck in there since the elevator opens immediately on the first floor.

When I was a kid, I had a friend who I'd always walk home with, and on the way home we'd always talk.
"Hey, we've got finals next week, right? You wanna come study with me?"
"Nah, tomorrow's the release date for Final Fantasy 1, so I'm gonna skip school and buy it."
"Dude, you do nothing but play video games all night, and you sleep in class, and you still always get A's. How does that work?"
"Actually, I can see the future. I know what'll be on the tests so I can tell the answers."
"Wow, that's amazing! You should go bet on horses and make like a million bucks!"
"Dude, calm down. It's a joke."

Sure enough, the next day he skipped class, and he still got straight A's on his finals next week.

Spoiler

The kid calls it Final Fantasy 1 instead of just Final Fantasy, which means he knew there'd be sequels, which means he can tell the future.

So I was bored and decided to take some ghost photos in an abandoned building near me. There was a room on the top floor that looked pretty haunted to me, so I set the camera in the middle and took three photos, one right after another. I left the building after that, and I didn't see any ghosts or anything.

I got the photos developed the next day, and I shivered when I saw them. Two of them had nothing unusual, but one of them had this creepy looking Japanese doll, sitting in the window and smiling at me. I sure as hell hadn't seen any dolls when I was there.

I got pretty freaked out, so I went back to the building the next day when it was light, this time with a couple of friends and ready to run the hell towards the exit if we saw anything. We got to the top floor, and I sighed in relief. It wasn't a ghost of anything at all. I twas just a real old Japanese doll, that one of the previous owners had placed on the windowsill.
Aww, and for a second I thought I had a real ghost picture on my hands.

Spoiler

Doll wasn't there for first two pictures.

I was in a station, sitting on a bench and waiting for the train to come.
Presently, a lady holding a baby to her breast sat down next to me.
Well I'm fond of children and I couldn't help but stare at the sweet-looking baby.
The lady noticed this and she started chatting to me in a friendly manner.
"This isn't actually a baby, you know. It's a bag."
As she said so, she turned over the baby's clothes and showed me a zipper on the belly.
Now that she said it, I noticed that the baby's eyes appeared to be made of glass too.
"Wow, it looks very realistic."
"Yes, I know. It takes a lot of work to make it. Time-consuming, too. But it doesn't bother me, because I love recycling things," she replied with a smile.
Just then the train pulled up. She stood up and got on the train.

I was going to catch the same train but I couldn't bring myself to move.
So I sat there rigid and stared after the train until it disappeared into the distance.

Spoiler

Recycled bag is a baby corpse. Bleugh.

 

[SmithnCo]

I love these riddles, good stuff.

 

[GRW810]

Thanks for explanations. Just highlights how lame some of them are though. Most either aren't at all logical or require guesswork and assumption to even slightly make sense. One or two were so obvious it want even worth it.

The well one was the best, clever solution.

 

[Professor Renegade]

I don't think I posted this here...

So long sleep, it was nice knowing you

 

[mantidor]

Who would browse this thread at work anyway?

Insane, crazy people!

I just mentioned it as it is against the ToS, maybe.

Wonder if linking to CD cover on Amazon will work...anyway this CD cover always freaks me out (I have the physical version)

Septic Flesh is freaking awesome, some cover from Metal bands are downright ridiculous though but this one is good stuff.

 

[Bombadil]

Hyperdontia. It's real.

 

[demon]

Hyperdontia. It's real.

 

[Bombadil]

So you will know.

 

[ratcliffja]

Thanks for explanations. Just highlights how lame some of them are though. Most either aren't at all logical or require guesswork and assumption to even slightly make sense. One or two were so obvious it want even worth it.

The well one was the best, clever solution.

I don't think that's the right solution, though.

Spoiler

I thought that the bodies just kept "disappearing" because they were too far down the well to see. After he killed so many people, they kept piling up until the last one was visible even after being thrown in. Also, with the elevator one, there were 10 people on the elevator including the narrator before the girl in white got on. When the narrator got off and the girl got on, there should still be a weight issue. Instead, the elevator went up properly, which implied that the girl was a ghost. She was the missing girl and had already died.

 

[Exterminieren]

Spoiler

The kid calls it Final Fantasy 1 instead of just Final Fantasy, which means he knew there'd be sequels, which means he can tell the future.

Partially.

Spoiler

He got A's on his finals next week? Narrator can see the future too.

 

[fallagin]

Hyperdontia. It's real.

Aww yeah, now I can chew stuff extremely!!

 

[afreaknamedpete]

Aww yeah, now I can chew stuff extremely!!

Well that's definitely photoshopped. If it were real that guy could defraud the tooth fairy.

 

[SpaceBridge]

Hyperdontia. It's real.

OMG, dont google image that...just dont.

 

[kevo_huevo]

OMG, dont google image that...just dont.

shit. you made me do it.

 

[TOM f'N CRUISE]

OMG, dont google image that...just dont.

i did it right when i seen it........

 

[Dram]

I wonder how much it would cost to get all those removed?

 

[Aylinato]

I wonder how much it would cost to get all those removed?

however much it cost the person to buy photoshop.

(hint look at the molars to find the matching pairs[sometimes even more than 3 times duplicated.])

 

[Bombadil]

 

[UrbanRats]

OMG, dont google image that...just dont.

Spoiler

probably a photoshop, too.

 

[JJD]

Hyperdontia is real, but that picture is clearly a photoshop.

I could post a real picture, but it's not creepy or disgusting.

 

[NeoRausch]

http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mbk76oajoL1ro2h6ao1_500.jpg[IMG]

Hyperdontia. It's real.[/QUOTE]

while it is real, this picture is total photoshop bullshit. hyperdontia results mostly in one or maaaybe two extra incisors in a second row behind your normal incisors. mostly seen on asian people.

looks more like this:

[IMG]http://i.imgur.com/zfxmvWO.jpg

not nice as well but....well i guess you get my point.


edit:

JJD. yeah!

 

[Amagon]

 

[tafer]

Serious question, I can't tell by the picture.

Is it possible to survive such injure?

 

[G.O.O.]

Good job, bigevilturtle.

Spoiler

The man knows the age they'll all die, and also guessed their ages at that time (five minutes to midnight). They were all about to die.

Spoiler

People looking down were ghosts?

- There's another possibility for this one.

Spoiler

Since the guy knows when the passengers are going to die, he might murder them himself in order to "fulfill the prophecy". If he doesn't, he might die with them in a trainwreck.

-

Spoiler

I think they were murderers (homeless people ? A gang maybe ?). They also were responsible for the other "suicides" and they saw the narrator's face. They might go after him.

 

[orientalNoodle]

So instead of giving him immediate medical attention, they decided to make him stand there and take pictures?

 

[Count Dookkake]

.

 

[FelixOrion]

Serious question, I can't tell by the picture.

Is it possible to survive such injure?

If, lets say he got crazy quick medical treatment and we ignore major blood loss and say that this is later on after the accident, my opinion/guess would be yes. That is, provided that the carotid arteries and jugular veins remained in tact and new openings for the esophagus and trachea were made.

 

[Exterminieren]

-

Spoiler

I think they were murderers (homeless people ? A gang maybe ?). They also were responsible for the other "suicides" and they saw the narrator's face. They might go after him.

I reckon

Spoiler

ghosts of previous suicide victims is the best bet. The big abandoned building, mysterious people watching the suicides... judging by the tone of the others, I'd say ghosts were the likely option.

 

[Bombadil]

If, lets say he got crazy quick medical treatment and we ignore major blood loss and say that this is later on after the accident, my opinion/guess would be yes. That is, provided that the carotid arteries and jugular veins remained in tact and new openings for the esophagus and trachea were made.

Haha, that would be amazing.

No. He's dead.

 

[LakeEarth]

Good job, bigevilturtle.


- There's another possibility for this one.

Spoiler

Since the guy knows when the passengers are going to die, he might murder them himself in order to "fulfill the prophecy". If he doesn't, he might die with them in a trainwreck.

That does work, but I think the intended explanation matches more to BigEvilTurtle's explanation.

Spoiler

The guy goes about his day, seeing when people will die. If someone would die soon, he would know because their looks and death age seemed to match. When he enters the train, he is horrified because everyone seems to match their death age. The train is gonna crash.

 

[TheJollyCorner]

 

[Melchiah]

Spot on!

 

[Sol1dus]

Anybody got other creepy pictures of religious figures? For some reason a statue of Virgin Mary at my campus gives me chills when I pass it at night by myself.

 

[piratepwnsninja]

while it is real, this picture is total photoshop bullshit. hyperdontia results mostly in one or maaaybe two extra incisors in a second row behind your normal incisors. mostly seen on asian people.

looks more like this:

not nice as well but....well i guess you get my point.


edit:

JJD. yeah!

I have a number of extra teeth. I had four additional teeth cut out at the same time as my four wisdom teeth. Since three more have broken through on my upper rows.

 

[The Living Tribunal]

I don't think I posted this here...

That's some serious lovecraftian shit right there.

 

[Terra Firma]

Hyperdontia. It's real.

That picture isn't, though.

Besides the fact that you can tell this is a photoshopped image due to some identical teeth, teeth cannot grow on the soft palate since it is a muscular layer, not a bony layer like the hard palate.

 

[Jeff-DSA]

Don't know the context.

 

[Sol1dus]

That's pretty cool. It just looks like some exposure problems in the film though.

 

[Melchiah]

QFS

Pietro Pajetta (1845-1911)
Hatred, 1896
Museo Del Cenedese, Vittorio Veneto, Italy

Inspired by Lorenzo Stecchetti’s Song of Hate (Canto dell’Odio), which tells the story of a rejected suitor who takes his revenge on the corpse of his beloved.

“I shall with mine own nails dig up the earth by your virtue made dung and split asunder the foul planks which hold your infamous carrion. Ah, how in your heart still vermillion shall I quench the hate of old. Ah, with what joy shall I protrude my claw into your shameless womb! On your putrescent belly, nestled up I shall forever dwell A specter of vengeance and sin, a monstrosity from Hell; And at your ear, which was so fair, shall I whisper insatiable sayings which shall set your brain on fire like glowing hot iron.”

 

[J-Rock]