What is a demon anyways. We have images of super powered servants of the devil or other entities. Malignant spirits who are out to cause pain and suffering?
If there are spirits or ghosts, I believe that demons are just the most malignant of spirits trapped not able to go to hell because hell doesn't want them and unable to go to heaven if those two places exist.
The chanting is certainly creepy, but I'm always skeptical about people faking things like that.
Just like that pyramid one, I just get a feeling that the actual tunnel stuff was faked. I just wonder how well an amateur radio signal could get out of that tunnel and transmit the radio signal from the depth of a pyramid shaft.
I do remember that I did play with an ouji board once with my girl friend at the time and her best friend. Of course I'm convinced of two things, first that people do involuntarily control the pointer on the board and it reveals our unconscious darker consciousness that's trying to confess something. That's why when I controlled it Satan demanded a threesome. But I do remember that it did predict that my girlfriend's friend would die alone in 5 years when my girlfriend had her fingers on the pointer, and I'm not sure if it was 5 years, but I did learn that she OD and died in her apartment by herself.
The only two personal creepy story that I can relate was when I was about 12 and I was at the mall with my mom, and we crossed paths with an older man, who looked really ill, he was pasty and completely uncomfortable and when we crossed paths with him it got instantly cold and I looked at my mom and she looked scared. A little while later we were sitting in the food court and she asked me if I had felt anything strange, and I told her that I got cold when we walked by a man that looked sick. And she looked at me and said "He was pure evil". That creeped me out for a while.
The only other creepy story was when I was just a little kid living in Winnipeg, and my mom hated the house that we lived in. It was a nice house, with all the things that made it comfortable, especially in the 70's deep shag carpets, lots of wood on the wall. But my mom was convinced that it was haunted. My dad remembers waking up one night and seeing a shadow at the foot of his bed staring at him and he thought it was one of my sisters, but they told him they'd never left the bedroom. We also had a picture of a little girl in our room with big eyes, and we were always creeped out by it because it felt like the eyes followed us around the house.
Then one night my folks went out to a party and left my older sister to babysit us. Later on that night, my sister came and shook me and my other sisters awake and opened the window and got us out because the house was in flames. I remember that the hallway was glowing as we got out the window.
We sat with our neighbours. (I had a crush on one of their daughters and was crushed when we moved away a year later, then I ended up serving with her in my unit in the military about 15 years later. (Damnit I never told her that I had a crush on her either). But our parents came rushing in to make sure we were ok. My dad was devestated because the house was completely in flames, but my mom simply said "That's ok I hated that house, and it hated us).
Those are my brushes with weird stuff.
Good Night America . . . Wherever you are
Last edited by CaptainCrunch; 03-19-2017 at 02:24 AM.