Listener Tales 85 | Morbid | Podcast | Forensic Files

hey weirdos I'm Elina I am Ash and this is [Music] morbid and it's a listener Tales episode
which means that it is brought to you by you for you from you and all about you baby hell yeah we love listener Tales
listen Tales listener tales and today's are today's going to be very dreamy everybody you guys really liked and we
did too so I'm glad you guys really liked the when we did that like astral projection and dreams kind of that's
exactly what this is so that's what we're doing again um because I know we're all thinking about that dream
Village oh still right it makes a comeback it you told me to yeah like you told me that I was like holy [ __ ] cuz
I've been thinking about that dream Village story forever since I heard it and I can't stop it felt like a
dreamy uh a dreamy listener tale was was due yeah our cases have been like super
duper heavy lately yeah I mean they're always heavy but like it's I mean we just covered Ed [ __ ] we've yeah we've
been going real hard so so let's go to a place of dream L let's get dreamy and real spooky and weird with it guys let's
[ __ ] go and my first one was written specifically for me I feel it's called listener tal Stevie Nicks and my sleep
paralysis ghost ye me ye my hair from my head so that Drew me in immediately hair
and Stevie Nicks and this one I think I can say their name it is Nikki Nikki it says hi Ashen Elina I have been
listening to morbid for year years and as a true crime addict I recently ran out of murder episodes to listen to
since I truly enjoy your banter I decided to give listener Tales a try today blanch agrees she does here in La we are
stuck inside experiencing our first hurricane and as if that weren't enough we were also blessed with a brief
earthquake this afternoon whoa guys we just had an earthquake on the East Coast which like never happens literally never
that's weird as [ __ ] that is weird I picked these the day before yesterday so that hadn't even happened yet whoa I
mean I guess that's not weird cuz you're from La cuz they happen like all the time but it's weird that we had one here
weird that it lined up and that it's the first one we're reading that yeah no that's that's a lot it's real weird o I
got a little bit of chili yeah the perfect day to stay in and listen to other people's freaky ass stories I
agree hearing all these stories reminded me of the weirdest most blood curdling thing I have ever experienced so here we
are my name is Nikki and you can use my name in this story we'll refer to the other person as Stevie Stevie as I
mentioned I live in LA but at the time of this event I was taking a break from the city and lived in my home hometown
of Columbus Ohio for part of a year I was dating a woman who was a young single mother of a toddler and she lived
in one of the worst neighborhoods in Columbus the house was small and poorly built you could see light coming through
the thin walls where they met the floor everything was falling apart it had super spooky Vibes like a former Trap
House possibly haunted ick her son also had creepy Vibes I always locked our B our bedroom door at night in fear that
he would show up standing over me with a kitchen knife or something not to mention a few months after d I'm pretty
sure his mom my girlfriend was an actual godamn witch I mean she was definitely a
self-proclaimed witch and she would do seances and rituals and stuff quite regularly she was dead ass about all
this and wouldn't let me see what she was doing one time I literally crept downstairs and peaked at her doing one
of those rituals in my dining room where she had scooted all the furniture away and had a bunch of candles and herbs
arranged on the floor sounds great she it really does she was sitting in the middle of it with her eyes closed
talking to herself and I uh went ahead and went back upstairs probably smart definitely smart she was also just kind
of generally nuts so I didn't take anything she was doing too seriously but after some time things started to get
real weird and after this incident that I'm about to get to I became a full-on believer in her witch abilities O So
ever since I was a little kid I've had hor a horrific time when it comes to trying to fall asleep I was always
terrified of the idea that inevitably I would die one day as we humans do I'd have this wave of heat and chills at the
time at the same time wash over me and this crushing full body realization that holy [ __ ] one day this body I'm in is
going to be dead and it will have to be buried or burned oh my God I want a puke
oh that is stressful yeah I think about that a lot that's why I this it would take me
hours to fall asleep because I'd just be laying there thinking about death as I got older I got a little bit better at
blocking out these thoughts and they became far less frequent but one night lying in bed in the spooky old trap
house next to my Stevie Nick wannabe girlfriend it was happening again full body vibrating with the fear of death
and I'm just laying on my back with my eyes closed wishing I could think of something else I didn't tell her what
was going on with me she was facing the wall with her back to me I figured she was already asleep a few moments later I
felt her start to flip over to face me when she let out the most disturbing Yelp I have ever heard she pulled the
blankets over her face and began sobbing saying no no no no no oh my God please no oh jeez I [ __ ] my pants and screamed
What What In the actual [ __ ] she wouldn't answer me Jess kept sobbing after what felt like 10 years but was
actually probably about 3 minutes she said in between sobs you really don't want to know I promise oh no you can't
do that I was like [ __ ] I most certainly do need to know what the [ __ ] just happened she collected herself and
proceeded to tell me that when she rolled over she opened her eyes and saw what looked like a soggy dead old woman
hovering horizontally over my body facing me I'm sorry it's the Soggy for me it was the Soggy for me the Soggy for
me why is that that woman soggy why is she soggy I don't like it I don't like that at all it makes me think of David
Mikey introduced us to that movie talk to me yeah no immediately I thought of the same thing thinking of that lady
that soggy lady can I tell you a just quick quick brief move over here yeah I have been afraid of that woman ever
since we watched that movie and I have a long hallway and whenever I walk down it
I'm afraid that that lady's just like crawling behind me oh my God yeah I don't it's affected me it's affected
me damn great [ __ ] movie though it's a great movie it's wild and that's I think of that lady that's exactly that's
exactly what I thought of that soggy ass lady cuz when she when she crawls into the bed yeah no I hate that I hate that
a lot but watch that it's it's um a24 isn't it yeah it is yeah and we got the hand from it yeah not the real one no
I'm never touching it again though as we finished the movie I was like I'm never
touching that again so it's it's it's now with Ouija boards for ash yeah Noah touou it we're going to have guests that
come in the Pod lab though sign the hand yeah so I already signed it but again never touching it signed it she signed
the deal with the hand but I only wrote my first name so it's not even real all right well Nikki said I thought
I had full body chills before now it felt like my guts were literally falling out of all my orices and I might as well
go throw myself into traffic wow this was my first encounter with any kind of paranormal thing and I was really not a
fan imagine that being your first [ __ ] [ __ ] interaction with the Paranormal no my head was buzzing with the idea
that what if my entire life I've had this soggy dead [ __ ] hovering over me while I'm trying to sleep does soggy
dead [ __ ] next line does this mean I'm going to become a drippy old ghost [ __ ]
one day is my future one of moist this is my favorite is my future one of a moist Mima a damp granny am I going
moist Mima a damp granny a moist Mima is my favorite go am I going to start being
able to see this [ __ ] now if so I'm never going to sleep again of course there was a skeptical part of me
considering my wannabe which girlfriend was mistaken but I could not get past that blood curdling scream she let out
yeah also the fact that she had no idea what I was laying there thinking about made it just too hard to dismiss I don't
blame you but alas I've never seen my wet ghost visitor with my own eyes I've also gotten way better at not thinking
about dying good job in fact in a way I think somehow all this has made me less afraid of death obviously or I probably
wouldn't be listening to morbid all day that's true not long after I broke up with Stevie Nicks from wish and moved
back to the West Coast it was not a very pleasant breakup shortly after I moved she called and cursed me over voicemail
I don't remember exactly what she said and I'm pretty sure she was kind of speaking in tongues at one point but it
gave me the chills and I deleted it a few days later I was at work and a giant patch of my hair fell out I'm talking a
golf ball siiz chunk of hair just Det attached from my [ __ ] head while I sat at my desk mind you Stevie
Nicks wasn't a full-time witch she was also a hair stylist was it Ash it was not me were you dating Ash no and this F
I I've never seen a dead soggy woman hovering over any of my past partners or current partner you're like my current
partner like don't worry husband I haven't seen that and this felt all too personal some may say I had alopecia but
I believe I was cursed I'm just glad didn't send moist Mima for me moist Mima moist my favorite P.S I started trying
to write this story on my phone but somehow it deleted itself from my notes app completely vanished which has never
happened and when I sat down and tried to use my computer to write this it began malfunctioning and disconn
disconnecting from the internet for seemingly no reason it seems as though Stevie and Granny are still here [ __ ]
with me and my [ __ ] damn PPS keep it weird but not so weird that you start dating Stevie Nicks from wish in an old
trap house where drippy wet MOG ghost hovers over you while you're trying to get some shedi away from the potentially
murderous toddler and then you break up with the witch and she makes her ha hair
fall out via voicemail bye wow Nikki Nikki you went through it baby Nikki went through also did you like did all
of your hair end up falling out it come back I need to know Nikki we need an update Nikki I need to make sure you're
okay I need to make sure that you haven't seen any more damp Granny's they said they did or moist Ms since the
writing of this email I know okay they said they never had seen the moist M yeah I want to make sure that it hasn't
made itself known God hasn't appeared you know o damn Nikki I'm I'm glad you got out of there if you have a witch
girlfriend or boyfriend or however they identify as a witch make sure that like if you're not fully into it you don't
brush their hair your your hair in their presence oh yeah you don't leave any part of yourself around don't any part
of you around don't clip your nails it's true don't even shower at their place just watch satanic Panic do that anyway
watch that you should it's really funny so good uh wow okay thank you for that Nikki and I hope you're okay I know me
too so let's move on to the time not really my grandma tried to tractor beam kill me whilst I slept yeah yeah you
know I don't know if you are supposed to use this person's name yeah I'm not going to because I think it's unclear so
we're going to be we call them something else how about um Miss Mary Mac Miss Mary Mac it came very long interesting
that you chose that mm mm mm mmm M um okay so as a hospice nurse in a mountainous often rural area I am not
shy about or afraid of death and related subjects for the most part however as a
highly sensitive person with a vague awareness that if I let myself be open I would have a possible unmanageable
amount of no longer on this plane visitors and frankly I just don't have the bandwidth for that I don't like
being around too many physical folks but at least I can walk away from from those
guys when I'm overwhelmed I feel that on a very serious level so my mom's husband
of many many years had a brittle relationship with his mother who was admittedly not the nicest or most
motherly of people she should maybe not have committed procreation aside from the fact that she created the person
that showers love on my mom in the way she deserves a that's so sweet I also love committed committ procreation the
like a crime but I love that this person showers your mom with love yeah she lived with them for a while and I had
met her maybe a handful of times in passing when I visited but we had no real connection one morning my mom calls
and tells me that Granny is in the hospital with a bad infection the siblings had discussed uh the siblings
had discussed and decided to forgo aggressive treatment and she was being kept comfortable okay I think again
hospice brain recognizes that at some point it is a kindness to support instead of harass a body with treatments
that might maybe perhaps on a long shot help insert various illnesses injuries here but will absolutely not stop the
process of sometimes a body is old and just no longer able to replicate cells appropriately and then dies from taking
its course I express condolences and offer support to Mom and her hubby and expect that it will be a short matter of
time that night I'm sleeping as one hopefully does and have a unique dream now I have cultivated a sleep life of
lucid dream lucid and vivid dreams as I believe that it is a really cool but also an important necessity to having a
deeper understanding of ourselves I love that I know isn't that cool I love that
you've just like committed yourself to lucid and Vivid dreaming cuz you're like it's important I'm like I like that I
think it's great I want to I feel like in my dreams I can be like hey wake up or something like that but I can't
really control much else beyond that oh see I can control sometimes not always yeah I can't it's like suddenly
something hits where I'm like o I'm lucid and I'm like oh go in there or like ask that person this thing yeah
like that's when I did that like what time is it yes I don't real weird I don't want to do that all sometimes I'm
also not in my dream do you ever have dreams like that where you're just like watching something but like you're not a
part of it I don't know if I have but yeah I can't think of like an example but like I'll be like watching something
but like I'm not there like I don't know how to interesting I don't know if I have that yeah H like a movie like
you're watching a movie yeah but it's just like in front of you yeah yeah I don't think I've ever had that happen
but maybe I just don't remember maybe you don't know but yeah I want to lucid dream anyways it is of course the we
hours of morning you know the hour I mean and I am joined in my dream by the image of dying granny sitting in a
recliner with a white sweater on looking as full of spit and vinegar as ever I love that like when I had met her 20
years ago I'm like hey Francis it's good to see you you look nice today and feel
Joy radiating from me she looks at me but says nothing in my dream my mom is with me and we are having a conversation
about I don't know what and she's unaware of Francis though I can see her clearly and tried to point out that she
was in the same room with us I start to have the understanding that Francis is really there but not in a physical way
so okay mom won't be seeing her today suddenly instead of being in a conversation with Mom I feel the hazy
curtain of the otherw world shift from between me and Francis to between me and my mom and start to abruptly absorb my
joy and replace it with a growing fear and dread Francis is leaving and she's trying to take me with her ooh isn't
that [ __ ] in a way I've never experienced I am being pulled towards her not physically but as if she was
trying to slurp the life essence out of me okay Miss Mary Mac I'm going to need you to
know that that upset me in a way I Can't Describe slurp the life Essence out of me slurp the life Essence out of me
honestly it makes me think of Hocus Pocus you should read the when they're all just like you know Miss Mary Max
said that oh my God are you serious I was just going to say when they're all like and when Mary burps e think Hocus
Pocus without the boss makeup and costum amazing makeup and costumes see way to write that though I knew I was sleeping
I could feel myself being dragged through or out of myself like literally being sucked into the void and unlike my
normal dreams I wasn't able to control or change the situation I'm so far gone my mom is unaware that I'm quote unquote
leaving and I can no longer communicate with her like my mouth has been filled with glue or sewn shut kind of like
Billy butcherson in Hocus Pocus boom [ __ ] with a dull needle and all that's right right the only thing I can think
to do is go into a sort of mental gymnastics and I throw myself into the Endeavor of struggling against her pull
all the while trying to get some sign across to my mom because she's a badass ACT first ask questions later woman that
wouldn't stand for such otherworldly chicanery I start to feel lost the darkness creeping into my vision and I
wake up audibly crying out for my mom and just sit there in the dark trying to catch my breath and hoping also I didn't
wake up the kiddo i' had fallen asleep next to because mom's so I didn't die sucked into thick Oblivion but miss
Francis had I again talked with my mom on the phone later that day to hear that Francis had taken her last breath
through the night that's weird isn't that [ __ ] creepy I was not surprised given the adventures of Slumber but also
was disinclined to share the story of how despite how she had made so many people hurt and uncomfortable in life
she couldn't leave without adding one more to the tally ooh it's so creepy that like she wasn't the nicest human in
life and it seems like something like that would do be like I'm taking you with me damn with that experience I
again solidified a willful ignorance of those around me I cannot see in an effort to not send out a SP sprawling
open invitation to my awareness given that there is a Civil War era graveyard literally in the my front yard and one
time I was introduced to a patient and the Ghost of his grandma that watched over him in the same sentence I have
understandably created a bit of a curtain between awareness and intentional ignorance you're fascinating
you are fascinating thanks for listening all keep it weird but not so weird that
you're a cynical Heckler in life you have to go rumaging around in the minds if you're not really family to find a
shred of Joy on your where to way to wherever it is you're going but seriously I hope Francis is at peace
enjoying the others in the same way that the bad guy did in Kubo and the two strings at the end I won't spoil it but
it was a beautiful way to create joy and not perpetuate hate and it made me cry with the beauty of it if you haven't
seen it I have not I haven't either do yourself a favor a huge favor and take the day off to do so worth it love you
guys thank you for being amazing and normalizing a fascination with the less lovely aspects of life and death here's
my sweet dog Penny I love your sweet dog Penny and the front yard graveyard oh you have really pretty trees oh damn oh
that's gorgeous gor I like that you wrote Appalachia like an overs scrub like an appalaches over here damn that's
that was just spooky truly spooky like that was just spooky but miss Mary Mack that was chilling and it was also like
super lovely at the end that you were just like I hope you know I hope Francis is at peace yeah just like wishing the
best for trying to pull your ass into the Afterlife and you're still like Francis I hope you have the day you
deserve yeah that takes not even you're like I hope you have a good day like that that takes a bigger person Miss
Mary Mach all right my next one is listener Tales Kayla's story inspired me to send in my own dub dub you rock ye I
have a tale that I feel compelled to share after listening to Kayla's story story on the last listener Tales episode
it has a similar sort of theme to Kayla's story though quite different in its contents this is my first time to
send anything into a podcast so I hope I've done this all right you've done everything right you've done it
perfectly please see attached double space puaa for your reading pleasure thank you so much for checking this out
and all the amazing content that you all Cham out for us P yes I've also attached
photo evidence of my lovely fur babies because I know you guys like that sort of thing oh we love that sort of thing
we love a fur baby also I see a town the name town in this PDF do we have another
dream town we have another dream this one's pretty wild guys I love these dream towns keep sending them I know if
you if you have like a specific Dream Town label it Dream Town yeah like if that's what yeah cuz we'll do whole
episodes on these whole episods would be phenomenal okay so it starts hi Elena Ash Deb dub and Mikey
longtime listener first time caller here my name is Amber go ahead and use it if
you want there's lots of us and I don't really care if people know this is my story or not I've toyed with sending in
a couple stories in before but quite frankly haven't made the time or the effort I honestly felt that while my
stories are mine and interesting to me they weren't anything especially spectacular or interesting enough to
write in about but I think they might be so go ahead and tell them to us then while at work cutting up a tonsil I'm a
htot technician I think that's okay most people haven't heard of it I haven't I heard Kayla story on listener Tales 72
dreams astral Productions and Alternate dimensions and I had to stop take my gloves off and write down her name in
the episode I got that compulsion that I got that compulsion that so many of your
listeners get after a particular story hit that deep cord within them and makes them feel as if they're itching to get
out of their own skin I knew this was the story that would finally urge me to send a tale of my own into you lovely
ladies of the lurd laughable and ludicrous do you not love that I was just going to say that honestly I want
that to be like a band name lured laughable and ludicrous I also want to add it to my resume which I I don't have
one but I'll make one simply to that yeah yeah now see Kayla's story is incredibly similar to my story well
maybe not quite the same flavor but certainly in the same Pantry refrigerator grocery store I didn't
quite think that metaphor through all the way we get it but to quote Ash using one of my most eye roll inducing you
kids that keep creating a dumbass new way to say things isms it's giving familiarity it's giving Nostalgia it's
giving chills did I use that right like Elena I am an old a proud geriatric Millennial as we're called hell
yeah that I know this game I've played this game feeling and as much as my story is a keystone of series of events
for me it has always sounded Fantastical and impossible to others I've only shared it with a handful of people
luckily they received it well and viewed it as more of a questioning their own views on reality kind of way rather than
a she's a bit loonier than we thought and maybe she should be on medication kind of way I've also always been a
rational and logical sort of person born January 4th or 24th run away with a ash
I looked it up and that is a a um Capricorn cusp but aquarius so I feel like it kind of makes sense cuz you say
with a wild imagination but a burning need to learn about everything impossible yet I try so it pretty much
fits perfect yeah like the rational logical side for sure yes exactly but the wild imagination is so Aquarius
there you go however look at you look at it however when you tell people you've spent time and what you think is an
alternate reality timeline Dimension what have you that raised eyebrow Blank Stare is all too familiar it's true but
we're here for you we're so here similar to Kayla however I was ejected and haven't been back since though the
manner in which it occurred definitely differs from Kayla's story it's been about 16 years give or take since I saw
the town with the Old Clock Tower not kidding full body chill you just said since I saw the town with the Old Clock
Tower even just saying it all loud right there I'm chilling and ready I am chilling like I'm in my seat my butt is
held on to let's go yeah I'm already into this when we dabble in an explore the unknown something inexplicable
happens it seems to live in your very blood always reminding you it's there but filling you with a cooling awareness
that there is so much more to this universe and the human mind then we will likely ever understand and the dividing
line between the two is fuzzy and fluid you're an incredible writer by the way there so many of you if you're thinking
about writing a book write a book do it or write whatever you feel like you want
to write but like write something write something write it so everybody can read
it because a lot of you are so [ __ ] good you guys have a way to just like paint a picture yeah like you this is
just that's just like a beautifully constructed half of a paragraph this whole thing is it really is so like do
it if you're ever thinking of doing it just [ __ ] do it now while this is immensely intriguing and alerting those
of us who have embarked on these paths uh build an understanding that there are things we can't explain that are more
powerful than we currently are equipped to understand okay enough buildup here's
my relatively short but impactful story of the town I frequented in the day I was kicked out by something dark when I
was in high school I had a close friend who started talking to me over I am q nostalgic sigh yes about astral travel
though I don't think he ever actually used that term I believe it was much later while when telling my cousin about
the experience that she told me about astral travel and gave me a book about it that's when I learned the term from
what I recall my friend said that he wanted to quote unquote show me something and I said okay and then he
typed out instructions he said the thing he wanted to show me wasn't here it was
in another Place confused but intrigued I read the instructions on how to relax my body clear my mind and asked how he
planned to show me something based on the instructions he replied saying that he didn't know if it would work and he
couldn't tell me much more just to try it to take my time and reply whenever I felt it was quote unquote time I was
sitting on my bed with the laptop that my debate coach let me borrow yeah it was supposed to be to work on research
but I was a teenager so of course I used it to chat with my friends too of course
and reading his words I thought what the the hell why not I closed my eyes and relaxed my body focusing on my breath
while imagining a white light building around me deep breath in steady release out deep breath in and out in and out
though it took a few minutes for me to be able to fully clear my mind certainly not an easy task for an OCD riddled
chronic overthinker soon I was seeing something it was strange and it's a bit hard to explain but there was a point in
my relaxation exercise where I felt as though if I opened a pair of inner eyes IDs my eyelids were closed and I was
sitting on my bed I could feel myself in my room yet I felt an odd warmth under my eyelids and had the sensation of
opening them even though they remained closed H I thought I had glinted something but I was so confused by The
Sensation that I lost my focus and opened my eyes fully I stared at the laptop screen allowing my eyes to adjust
as I focused on the IM box my friend typed and entered the words what did you see I stared for a minute before
responding he didn't know he just had funny timing right I typed I don't know and that seemed to
be the opening needed I suppose he felt that if it wouldn't work for me he'd know relatively quickly and me saying I
don't know rather than nothing or something to that effect seemed to give him hope so he told me to try it again
to do the same thing but let it continue so I did the same process of relaxing and clearing my mind then the same
sensation of opening a pair of inner eyelids but this time I just continued to focus on my breathing it wasn't long
before I became aware that I was seeing a large tree I was standing in a meadow or a field of sorts and it was Breezy
and there was a large old tree gently sloping a small hill with things floating around it the tree was huge
with heavy branches that hung over and leaf filled limbs that brushed the grass around it similar to a willow but it
wasn't a willow it wasn't as dense as a Willow and the leaves weren't the wispy narrow leaves of a willow say Willow
again he I almost said that Willow as my vision focused I noticed the things floating around the tree were orbs of
light soft looking green gold bubbles floating lazily around the tree weaving in and out of the branches after a
minute or two I opened my eyes fully again and looked at the laptop screen and began typing what I saw he
encouraged me to do it again but to approach the tree and touch one of the bubbles so I did I repeated the same
process and this time the meadow around me was more crisp I could feel the breeze the warm sun on my face and hear
the grass rustling as I moveed toward the tree I paused For a Moment by the tree and watched the green gold orbs
drift about when one cross to me and danced in front of me I reached my hand out and touched it I genuinely can't
recall exactly how I ended up on the cobblestone pathway I don't remember any sort of Whirlwind feeling or being
dropped down a tube or anything like that but after touching the orb the next thing I recall is looking down at my
feet seeing a slim pair of well-worn brown boots on my feet the Hem of a simple emerald green dress and the
cobblestone pathway that faded into the trees behind me and stretch forward toward a stone wall I'm literally
obsessed with this it just sounds like beautiful and Whimsical see yeah this is Whimsical as [ __ ] I'm in it is I began
walking and found myself approaching a small town or Village of sorts bordered by the stone wall after a moment however
I hesitated looking forward I could see an old wooden Clock Tower not especially
tall or ornate but a clear focal point for the Small Town Square I could see people moving about the square and one
man who was near the break in the wall where the gate would be I was unsure what I was seeing was a Viv was Vivid
and clear but but it couldn't be real right I pulled myself out of it and opened my eyes my bedroom and laptop
scream coming into Focus I saw you the words my friend had typed were in the I am box I know full
chills I am chills in this moment this I've never heard of like before this story I fully believe it
like I'm not doubting any part of it but I've never heard people seeing each other saw you right yeah okay and it
gets Wilder it gets Wilder let's go let's go the words my friend had typed in typed were in the IM box when my eyes
focused on the screen and I felt a combination of several feelings at once confusion skepticism doubt and yet there
were Goosebumps on my arm I am however a natural cynic and skeptical about things
until convinced as I previously alluded to I was on a debate tee competitive speech mock Congress and theater and was
both a state and nationally ranked speaker what what amazing I competed and placed in about a
100 tournaments in my high school career I say this not to brag but to illustrate
how ingrained in my nature it is to question explore and poke holes into the unknown to be curious but not naive so
when I read that what my friend had typed my gut response was prove it hell yeah it was cuz you got a little bit of
Capricorn in that yeah exactly you're on that cuss hell yeah I typed what do you
mean and he repeated I saw you standing on the path wa again I have to emphasize
that I have a vivid imagin and I'm also very skeptical normally I was certain there was a way he was able
to guess what I'd imagined and was playing a sort of game or just wanting to do some imaginative roleplay nothing
sexual we were only ever friends but we were also total nerds and random imaginative role playay wasn't outside
the realm of possibility I feel that you're just role playing friend things what did I look like I asked
thinking that that would be an easy way to begin poking holes you were wearing a
green dress his response read okay but it's not exactly a secret that I like the color green could just be an easy
guess you had long wavy auburn hair and you were a little taller than you actually are waa I froze staring at his
words in disbelief see I left out a detail earlier when I first noticed myself on the stone pathway I caught a
glimpse of my hair and held the end of it in my hands it was wavy long reaching to my lower back and was a deep rich
Auburn the reason this is worth mentioning is that in reality my hair is a dark brown shade and naturally very
straight and at the time I was in high school it was a little past shoulder length so like completely different W
yeah the Goosebumps made their reappear my next TCT was to ask him to describe where I was to which he responded in
perfect detail about the surroundings I had just seen I was now Beyond baffled how was the only thing that could
infiltrate my buzzing senses my question about my appearance could have led him to Guess that the differences mentioned
incorporating conversations we'd had in the past but I but I didn't intend to look different and even if it was my
subconscious he still described the environment around me perfectly the very air around me and my room in my bedroom
felt charged there was a sort of buzzing feeling in the air but also an almost faintly pressing feeling of higher
pressure I'm not sure if that makes any sense but it's the only way I can really
think to describe it it does I feel like I can feel that yeah it was several minutes before I responded are you
messing with me I finally asked another thing about myself especially at the time I prided myself on not being easily
caught off guard and being able to think quickly on my feet a side effect of the
years of competitive speaking debate and theater consequently when I was caught off guard my reaction response tended
toward annoyance and going on the off offensive not my best trait but I have a sensitivity around feeling made to look
foolish I'm sorry are we when I read this I was like did Elena write this yeah like are we the same yeah I feel
that a lot very much so what followed was a series of messages and which my friend assured me that he wasn't trying
to mess with me or to make me look dumb he had stumbled into something and wanted to share it with someone someone
else someone he thought had the ability not only to stumble into it as well but to grasp it after some reassurances he
convinced me to do it again that he would approach me in this other little world whatever it was so I did I'm so in
for this and he did the man who had been standing by the break in the wall was him over the next hour or two we talked
and walked around this odd Little World then would go back to the IM chat to talk more about what we saw and said
there each of us was taking further steps in the chat to confirm that we weren't leading one another in any way
and we were actually experiencing something unique and shared this is amazing it's beautiful yeah it really is
I feel like this would also make like a fantastic movie oh my God yeah when it came to say good night we agreed to meet
back the next day and try to repeat repeat the experience we re-entered this world several times each time talking
and exploring the little town and the surrounding Woods that talking over the IM chat about what we saw and said to
one another it was fascinating and exciting but it was strange and unexplainable to me at the time however
I was absorbed in this ability to slip into another world and experience something that felt like a hidden secret
a great title for the movie truly hidden secret hidden secret it wasn't long before the draw was strong enough that I
was going without my friend I'd walk around the Little Town Square stare up at that clock tower and even met a nice
older man who liked to make Pleasant small talk when he saw me I wish I could remember his name I do too damn Isn't
that cool and then you have to wonder like was that somebody else astral projecting or like it did that person
live in that town wherever you were what is this there came a day when I entered
the outskirts of the little town the same as I always did appearing on the Cobblestone path outside the wall and
immediately felt that something was off the air held a distinct sour note of for
boing and it was quiet there were dark storm clouds in the sky the sun fighting to be seen and it didn't occur to me
until that moment that the sky there had always clear and bright something was wrong it was with trepidation and unease
that I approached a break the break in the wall there were no signs of or sounds of people moving about the square
as there usually was there was a palpable feeling of dread and anticipation filling the air as I
crossed into the Town Square the very darkness of the clouds filling the sky seemed to detach from the clouds and
stream into the surrounding Square pressing and pushing ooh it happened in a matter of seconds the darkness filling
the space with a sudden lurching shove I was back in my room my heart racing and
my head pulsing with that feeling of pressure that I'd felt in the Square damn I wish I could say I knew what
happened I wish I could explain what it was that pushed me out I wish I could say I went back to get answers but the
truth is that interaction filled me with an unfathomable feeling of dread fear and warning I was not welcome back and
if I went back something bad would happen to me that was the only clear thought I did have damn I wasn't sure
why if i' done something wrong or if something dark maybe not even from that place had crossed a similar entryway I
had and was pushing everything out was the town okay was the friendly man okay oh man is he okay I hope so I told my
friend about it and he agreed with me I couldn't go back it wasn't safe to this day I still have no answers as to what I
experienced and what happened that day I've even had to entertain the thought that perhaps it was my friend and he no
longer wanted to share the town with the Clock Tower with me damn I know I wonder
another great detail for the movie either way I've never gone back never even really tried there are certain
lessons that we only need to learn once to get the point when something reaches into your very core and imprints an
intent upon you the need to push the boundary poke holes or search for answers is simply evaporated sometimes
you don't need answers to still know something to be true I I just love that I love how you WR the 16 or so years
since this occurred has taken a lot of the detail with it I've always prided myself on having a great memory a
photographic memory but whether it was my stressful years of navigating my 20s sliding into being a high function
alcoholic 2 and 1 half years sober now hell yeah congratulations or the very nature of what I experience the details
have faded I've written the experience as best as I can remember with as much detail as I can remember without letting
my imagination try to take over I can still feel the dividing line to this day I've never tried to go back to the small
quaint town with the Old Clock Tower and I may have just written the whole thing
off as an odd imaginative experience or some weird Folly Ado but it isn't my only experience I've had many
occurrences of intuition and my good old gut being more obnox more of an I love this more of an obnoxious know- at- all
than I used to be I had a close friend who used to call me her turning fork because of my ability to feel tuning
fork oh tuning fork sorry uh because of my ability to feel energy and intuitively know a truth before it's
confirmed because of my nature however my natural skepticism my need for balance with my rational side I've never
fully leaned into this with my whole heart similar to how it was when I visited this other place but there was
one other more recent occurrence that tip the scales in my brain with a bit more weight on the side of the unknown
and Fantastical something that while relatively small in brief brief excuse me seemed to lend Credence to the
possibility of such Fantastical things being a bit closer to reality ooh I was at home one night relaxing after a long
shift at work sitting on the couch and watching Forensic Files again as one does as one does and letting my mind
wander I was wearing a necklace a close friend had given to me and was holding the pendant in my hand while my mind was
wandering over the hundreds of random thoughts that flashed through my head after a hectic day for some reason I had
a random persistent thought to close my eyes not in a sleepy way but as if someone kept whispering in my ear to do
so so I did it was it was as if I was sitting in the upper corner of his garage ceiling my back to the corner and
looking down on the crowded workspace his back was bent over whatever he was currently working on and he was sitting
at one of the tables my friend who had given me the necklace had talked about his garageworkshop he liked to build
things and Tinker with a electronics and I quickly realized what I was seeing I could clearly hear the music he was
listening to a particular song was playing that he'd showed me a couple weeks before everything was as clear as
if I was actually sitting in the room with him I even recall my heartbeat accelerating convinced he'd turned
around and see me what the [ __ ] I took a deep breath and opened my eyes the episode of Forensic Files swimming back
into focus and immediately picked up my phone I texted my friend and asked him if he was sitting at a table in his
garage working on something yes came the reply then question mark like what the [ __ ] you're wearing a white t-shir a
t-shir I just said t-shir are you wearing a white T-shirt you got a white t-shir
on you're wearing a white T-shirt and dark blue basketball shorts I texted quickly question mark question mark with
his response then stalker LOL do you have that alltime low song playing I sent my next message immediately yes
what the [ __ ] he replied a second later then seriously are you here LOL I don't
know where you live I responded then I sent him a picture of me sitting on my couch weird you're going to have to
explain this to me tomorrow he replied side note funny how we use LOL now to ensure our messages sound lighthearted
it's a somewhat disturbing mental image to actually imagine yourself or someone Laing every time they use it though I
think of that all that especially something like that where it's like seriously are you here L
stalker it's like what the [ __ ] no one's laughing at that like we would all just
be like rocking back and forth laughing maniacally even when like I will write it myself like sometimes I feel like
there's a voice in my head that's like you're not laughing like don't say that sometimes in my head it's just like LOL
well like what the [ __ ] exactly the next day at work oh yeah we worked together I
told him about what had happened he verified the things I'd seen the layout of his garage and worktables and made
several jokes about me being a stalker or Witch of some kind he and I had many conversations about the strange and
unusual before however he did ask me a few questions and I agreed that it sounded like some sort of astral
projection of some kind I berated him a few different ways to be sure he wasn't screwing with me we had a very playful
and teasing sort of friendship so it would not be out of the ordinary and I felt confident that he wasn't he
genuinely seemed a bit spooki by it and I saw the Goosebumps on his arms myself as I write this it occurs to me that
many of the more unexplainable and Fantastical events that I've experienced in my life seem to involve or intensify
around men I'm close to ranging from family to close friends to romantic connections I'm not sure if there's
anything to that or if it's just my brain trying to connect a pattern of any sort into some kind of meaningful answer
it could also be a coincidence that the necklace my friend gave me the one I was
holding when I felt compelled to close my eyes and saw him in his garage was a pendant with a tree of life an image
I've always felt a connection to and that a similar looking tree was the conduit of sorts that guided me into the
other world that held the the town with the clock tower again this could just be
my brain trying to find patterns as a way to facilitate answers but I do always love a good synchronicity I do
too and I also love the way your brain works yeah it works very similar to yours yeah as is my custom I rambled a
bit more on this than was my intention but I haven't really even thought about all this that much in years and it was a
journey to sit down and write it all out it even took me longer than I thought it
would to actually finish this and get it sent in I'm doing so however oh excuse me in doing so however I have been
feeling a sort of pull to try to lean into these possibilities more and since I became sober I've been feeling my
inner tun Fork more and more again that's awesome I love that I know maybe I can find the meadow with the tree
again and maybe it will take me somewhere else I hope it does I want you to I want you to go somewhere even
cooler yeah and like I hope you're safe when you go yeah maybe it's best not to try as the possible repercussions may
not be worth it probably either way for the first time in several years I think I'm ready to start trying to clear my
mind again but I'm not setting any expectation with it and will always sheath myself in protective light as I
clear my mind for all I know that was the only thing that guarded me last time thank you again for all that you do you
ladies are a point of joy and connection for me and many other listeners in this
crazy world thank you I love the way you cover the cases you choose and put so much emphasis on the victims in each
case and the way you manag to find cases that so many of us have probably never heard of through all of our various uh
shows like episode 289 the swamp Angel Alena one of my favorite episodes of a case I've ever heard what that case was
wild wasn't it yeah and they said they'd never heard of it sorry I read that wrong and Ash your episode about Betty
Page was wonderfully done thank you you I learned so much I didn't realize I didn't know about her story it's hard to
even narrow down favorites and I won't because I love them all even the early ones I love you but those two have
always stuck in my mind keep doing what you guys do and I hope you continue to have happiness and success in all that
you touch thank you you two feel like distant family and the synchronicities that pop up between my life and what you
two talk about on the show is one of the big reasons I come back to listen every
week just feels right I think you and Elena are i g to say I think we might be I really think so and you two have been
a beacon of comfort for me over the past couple of years Elena I relate to you on
so many levels it could be a whole separate email you even inspired me to pick up writing again hell yeah after
being on a several years long Hiatus maybe I'll actually be able to finish one of those books one day you will do
it and how cool you guys are definitely connected in some way I didn't read this
before and at the beginning you literally said like finish that book like your writing is insane like I I
didn't even read this before no Shea wow ask your genuin genuinity yeah genuinity genuity Ingenuity genuity
Inu are you talking of my Ingenuity like and genuinity I think yeah thank you your genuinity and empathy are relatable
on a deep level for me as well and you constantly remind me not to resent my empathetic nature and to keep a broad
view you when times are tough thanks a you two have such a pure and approachable Dynamic with a wonderful
blend of real talk and limiting your personal life to your personal life while still making us feel like we're
sitting with a group of friends and listening to one of our favorite subjects I love the formula your show
has it has all been from the get-go purely you two and your reactions and growth through the years and I think
that's amazing oh man thank you so much cry right now I know how else would I have gotten half my family and many
co-workers to become weirdos too hell yeah hello everyone hello thank you again for all that you do and thank you
for taking the time to read this maybe there are others out there who have seen the meadow with the tree or maybe these
things show themselves differently to each one of us who encounter them is it perception or is it reality but then how
does one even Define reality if reality is this fluid does that mean my Hogwarts
letter just got lost in the multi-dimensional shuffle years ago I've been saying that for decades man keep it
weird but not so weird you send your you send yourself down an exential Rabbit Hole or do whatever floats your boat and
whacks your pinata just remember not to lose yourself while amidst the waves or the candy best wishes warmest regards
Amber P.S just had to throw in the shitz creek reference there at the end Amber I
love you holy [ __ ] I want to see that Meadow with that tree and I want to do that so bad I I feel like I don't want
Amber to go back there but I want Amber to experience like another kind of place
cuz I'm worried for Amber to go back there I want Amber I want you to have another lovely and safe experience in a
different place where that tree sends you and I would totally read your book if you wrote one I write that book when
you write it please send it to us we'll we'll write we'll we'll write that book we'll read that book we will share that
book let's go I will put that book on my bookshelf you got to do it it would be so fun to write like a fiction story
about one of these astral projection towns and just like really get crazy with it you could really get so creative
with it and you could really like it would also be so different places to like write it as you astral project like
like come back and write some of it like some of your experience your own things
that's interesting it's almost like a research trip huh maybe you could write it off a writing Retreat if you will
your own writing Retreat you create in your mind that'd be [ __ ] awesome wow that was amazing holy [ __ ] yeah that was
crazy all right I mean moving on to my Tick Tock lucid dream my friends I love this let's go let me bring this up the
time Tik Tok [ __ ] my lucid dream my Walmart mirror is a portal Yeet all of the above hello ashleen and
Deb Deb my name is Nick and yes you can use it I have attached a pipa of my experience lately with lucid dreaming I
want to start out by saying I absolutely am obsessed with your podcast it is pretty much the only podcast I listen to
all day every day I started listening to it during 2020 during that time I had recently moved to a new city and when
the world shut downed or I recently moved to a new shitty shitty godamn it's because we read too fast I
had recently moved to a new city and then the world shut down there we go that wasn't you that was all me so I
didn't have much company beside you wonderful ladies I'm glad we were keeping you company I instantly felt
like I was hanging out with my besties I relate to you all so much Ash I also a Gemini and I am also somewhat of an
empath I suppose and feel deeply connected to my to spiritual events and such hence why I'm writing this story
Elena I am also obsessed with your sense of humor and your witty comments thank you you always keep it 100 I do abely
and I adore you for that thank you I aspire to be as carefree and lovely as both of you you you are you are lovely
as [ __ ] lovier even to start this story I will say I've always had a strong intuition feel other people's feelings
deeply and have always been hyper sensitive to the feelings of places people animals Etc
my eternal catchphrase is I don't know I just get a Vibe I relate to that I was going to say that's asash however I have
never had much guidance and how to deal with these feelings or what they mean I bring these feelings up to my boyfriend
and although he tries to be supportive he has trouble relating to my experiences so I just want to say sorry
if I describe these events incorrectly as I am just learning how to handle the emotions and feelings I receive never be
sorry now you're good never be sorry for anything never I have many stories about my lucid
dreams or times my intuition has saved me for example the time my badass women intuition saved me from a creeping
Predator hell yeah did I've always had lucid dreams since I was a child but I've been having them frequently again
and even started to direct them when you did your episode with Andrew and talked
about lucid dreaming I knew I had to write in about my tale however this lucid dream that I'm going to tell you
about still freaks me out I recently moved into a new house and when I moved into the house I instantly felt that
there was an older gentleman spirit that was still lingering in the house not harmful just a dude chilling living life
you know just a Vibe this will be important later the night before this lucid dream i' had seen a Tik Tok saying
that if you loose a dream oh no that if you loose a dream you should never ask the time or day something that you
talked about in the episodeepisode with Andrew being the stupid [ __ ] that I am
I thought what the hell honestly welcome to the stupid [ __ ] Club because I also
did that that night I fell asleep and noticed I was locid dreaming I was in a room full of people with no faces
mindless wandering around me in a blank white room I hate that they had no faces
yeah I stopped one of the people and asked them what the time and date was as soon as I asked I regretted it the lady
started screaming at me and I was launched backward out of the room into the pitch dark then I woke up in my bed
or so I thought I was looking at myself from above my bed seemingly floating over my body I watched myself startle
awake and stare into my full length mirror I have in the corner of my bedroom I watched as the mirror
shattered seemingly startling me awake again nope I was still dreaming this time I was sitting in my bed staring
into the mirror then again the mirror shatters and I am seemingly startled awake again this cycle continued five
times I startle awake the mirror breaks I startle awake again an endless cycle of torture that I couldn't wake up from
this is awful Isn't that horrible it feels so suffocating oh I that's exactly the word usually in my lucid dreams I
can just wake myself up but this time I was trapped after the fifth time I was still lucid dreaming but I launched up
in bed and instead of looking in mirror I turned my head to look into my pitch black master bedroom as I turned my head
I see an older man standing in the doorway there's your gentleman he stares back at me and just Whispers be careful
and disappears into the dark I'm like I don't know if I should be terrified of that or like if I want
to highfive that man like he and he whispered it so he's like be careful and then just disappeared into the dark I'd
be like but it's like there's so many different ways you can whisper something was he like be careful or was he like be
careful I feel like difference cuz I feel like he's like a chill gentleman cuz she described him as an older
gentleman and I and she was like I'm not worried about this guy at all he's just
chilling no so I feel like this guy was just like be careful yeah like like calm
it down like take take it easy yeah and just it's all good and then he just like
Homer Simpson into the bushes yeah exactly maybe it was home maybe it was Homer Simpson uh I finally wake up for
real this time my heart pounding the next morning I tell my boyfriend about my dream the faceless people the re
occurring torture and the old man that had come to visit me my boyfriend grew up in the same neighborhood that we were
living in now so he knew the previous owner of our house I never mentioned the feeling of the older gentleman to him
before because well I wasn't sure how to handle my intuitions and feelings just yet and I didn't want him to be weirded
out as I continued to explain my dream to him and tell him about the cautionary message from the older man he stops
turns and stares at me I asked him why he looks so frightened and he asked me to describe the older man I told him he
was tall bony looking with a head of gray hair he shows me a picture of the previous owner of the house and asks me
does he look like this man it was indeed the same man for my dreams we were shook
the old man that I felt the presence in our house had died in our house before we moved in he died of natural causes
explaining the reason I felt no ill will from this older man my boyfriend never told me about the older man because he
didn't want me to feel creeped out so this is my tale about how lucid dreaming confirmed my intuition that indeed there
was an older gentleman Spirit looking out for me in our house now that I confirmed that intuition I feel quite at
peace knowing I have him around to help guide me that is nice I know right however I'm still not sure what his CAU
cautionary message was about perhaps don't listen to every stupid thing you hear on Tik Tok or maybe my mirror is a
portal that I just bought it from Walmart so could it really be haunted anyway I'm still continuing to learn
more about my intuitions and feelings and would love any guidance you all have on the subject I love you both More Than
Words and keep it weird but not so weird or maybe do keep it so weird that you listen to your intuition about an old
Friendly Ghost that lives in your house and gives you cautionary messages about not wanting not listening to advice from
Tik Tok or maybe your mirror you just bought from Walmart is a portal love always
Nick I don't know I think that mirror could be trying to tell you something I think I think that old man maybe was
saying like I think that was his like be careful what you do in your dreams yeah
like I think he was like don't listen to everything like that could have that this could be a punishment I don't think
we're supposed to ask people what time or date it is in our dreams I think there's some it wasn't great when I did
it yeah you had a horrible terrifying experience to the point where I'd never do it and I've I've never heard of it
working well for or like working out for somebody that was very strange I think there are things that we are simply not
not ready to understand or Not Meant to understand and like I don't personally I
don't think dreams are just dreams no I think there's something more think there's something to it that we don't
understand like I I I agree that it's probably part of it at least is like us trying to process what we've seen
throughout our day and stuff like that but I think and maybe maybe it varies maybe there are certain dreams where
your brain is processing and then maybe there are other dreams where you do go somewhere else that you're possibly not
supposed to be the brain is so complex and there's so much that we don't understand possibly know everything
about what's happening yeah so I feel like there's just when I when it's like when it's very clear that you can't know
everything I'm like then there's something something you know yeah I think so you
know I definitely think so yeah all right broes we got one more this one's hilarious and it's it's a little bit of
a short one but it says listen to Tales six-year-old me astral projects damn hi weirdos my name is Katie blue just like
the color I love that technically and legally now Katie blue nebble since I was finally married in May 2021 after
cancelling and replanning my wedding three times [ __ ] you co damnn I'm glad you got to finally get married I can't
imagine having to do it three times I had to like change the date and even that was stressful enough no way anyway
feel free to use all my names everyone every single one I found your podcast a little over a year ago and have not
turned you off since you make my workday fly by which is fan [ __ ] tastic hell yeah so this is a story about the time I
astral projected myself with zero knowledge or memory of the event and scared the ever loving [ __ ] out of my
older brother obsessed already I had to put our parents are divorced but we were
still living together when this happened their bedroom was at the end of the hall
and mine was directly across from theirs my older brother's room was in the basement directly in front of my
brother's room was an electric fireplace that kept the house warm during the cold
Pennsylvania Winters if his bedroom door was open you would have a clear view of
said fireplace well one winter night my brother woke up around 3:00 a.m. to find
his bedroom door open tired and dazed he thought he saw something standing in front of the glowing fireplace after
wiping the sweep the sleep from his eyes he realized it was me it me it me I was
standing directly in front of his open bedroom door with my [ __ ] head down fully illuminated by the fire initially
he told me to get lost cuz he was trying to sleep but I would not move annoyed he
repeatedly told me to knock it off and go back to bed by now he was yelling it Kate you're not funny get upstairs and
go back to bed I just stood there with my head down not acknowledging his yelling or anything else for that matter
by now my brother was royally losing his mind and panic set in he must have gone
into fight ORF flight mode because he jumped out of bed darted past my creepy head down glowing ass and darted
upstairs to our parents room as he ran as he ran what what happened it was a soul as he ran down the H I don't know
to mother I literally don't know mother and you there was no intention of that ever coming out though it just so he ran
something overtakes me I love it it's scary does ran as he ran ran down the hallway to that room he also got a good
look into my room where he found me asleep peacefully that's [ __ ] up to this day like it her brother doesn't either
to this day my brother still doesn't like to talk about that night or what he saw like I said I have no memory of this
I don't know if that's the only time I've astal projected or if I'm out here scaring the [ __ ] out of people with no
knowledge of it either way it's equal parts terrifying and cool keep it weird ladies but not so weird that you
accidentally astral project yourself and scare the ever loving [ __ ] out of your
brother I love the idea of like I don't know if I'm just out here scaring the [ __ ] out of I love that you had no idea
also if I was your brother I'd be like I'm leaving Katie I'm literally leaving I'm I'm not staying in this house with
sweet Katie blue here sweet Katie also that name is just so sweet oh yeah Katie blue Katie blue astral projects from
room to room oh that's just Katie blue she just astral projects sometimes Katie blue she'll astral project in front of
you your brother will astral project your heart oh I loved that I love these I need more of these I specifically need
more little town ones that you guys go to bring me into your little towns I I need to like I want I want to just like
make a full length something about that you got too good it's so good but guys you're you're killing it with these
you're hilarious and we love we love the [ __ ] out of you so much the feeling is so
mutual sweet dreams weirdos sweet dreams are made of these exactly and we hope you keep listening and we hope you keep
it weird and keep it so weird that you astral project everywhere except to me bye scare your brother though yeah
definitely [Music] oh

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Brief Summary

Listeners share eerie tales of dreams, astral projection, and ghostly encounters, revealing personal connections to the supernatural.

Key points

Listener Tales: Dreamy and Spooky. The hosts introduce a dreamy listener tale about a spooky experience.
Nikki's Creepy Encounter. Nikki shares a chilling story about a ghostly figure during sleep paralysis.
Granny's Last Visit. A hospice nurse recounts a dream of her dying grandmother that foreshadows her passing.
The Beauty of Life and Death. A touching reflection on the beauty found in life's darker aspects.
A Compelling Tale of Astral Travel. A listener shares an extraordinary experience of astral projection and alternate realities.
The Mysterious Town Encounter. An eerie shift occurs when the narrator senses something is off in the familiar town.

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Oh my God I want a puke.

Reaction to the fear of death.

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