Have you ever played hide-and-seek with door-to-door evangelists? We sure have, and in this ghostly edition of our podcast, we recount the tales of our cheeky avoidance tactics, only to find ourselves pondering the 'what-ifs' of their otherworldly messages. But the laughter quickly turns to shivers as we swap stories of encounters with the inexplicable—time slips away and the air fills with phantom howls. Haunting recollections of "The Eerie Attic" await, and with our usual mix of humor and casual conversation, we're here to guide you through the spooky labyrinth of this week's supernatural tangents.
Ever wondered if your apartment walls could talk? Well, sometimes they do, or at least it seems that way when you hear the eerie giggles of ghostly children or watch a book slide off a shelf with no one around. Join us as we share firsthand experiences of such spine-tingling happenings and delve into the chilling confrontation with a shadow figure that refuses to play by the rules of our reality. As we swap these haunted tales and anecdotes, we'll also tackle the skepticism and beliefs that shroud the paranormal, and the unsettling ethical questions that landlords face when their properties come with their own ghostly tenants. Whether you're a steadfast skeptic or a full-fledged believer, prepare for a dose of entertainment that's as bewitching as the mysterious occurrences themselves.
Have you ever played hide-and-seek with door-to-door evangelists? We sure have, and in this ghostly edition of our podcast, we recount the tales of our cheeky avoidance tactics, only to find ourselves pondering the 'what-ifs' of their otherworldly messages. But the laughter quickly turns to shivers as we swap stories of encounters with the inexplicable—time slips away and the air fills with phantom howls. Haunting recollections of "The Eerie Attic" await, and with our usual mix of humor and casual conversation, we're here to guide you through the spooky labyrinth of this week's supernatural tangents.
Ever wondered if your apartment walls could talk? Well, sometimes they do, or at least it seems that way when you hear the eerie giggles of ghostly children or watch a book slide off a shelf with no one around. Join us as we share firsthand experiences of such spine-tingling happenings and delve into the chilling confrontation with a shadow figure that refuses to play by the rules of our reality. As we swap these haunted tales and anecdotes, we'll also tackle the skepticism and beliefs that shroud the paranormal, and the unsettling ethical questions that landlords face when their properties come with their own ghostly tenants. Whether you're a steadfast skeptic or a full-fledged believer, prepare for a dose of entertainment that's as bewitching as the mysterious occurrences themselves.
Hello, no one's home. Okay. Isn't that how you're supposed to answer?
Speaker 3:
I mean, depends on who's at the door, though I told my mom I used to have us answer the doors, for, like the Jehovah's Witnesses that go knock.
Speaker 2:
Yeah.
Speaker 3:
She'd be like you throw yourself on the ground like they're trying to break in. So we'd always throw ourselves like right under the fucking window and roll to it. Oh God, I was like Jesus. It's not that serious. We don't have to open the door. Shannon's doing fucking like Raining serpentine serpentine.
Speaker 2:
See, and all we did is play Deicide. We'd have that in the background and then open the door so they could come to talk to us about God while hearing songs about the murders of God. One of the days I just want to actually listen to what they have to say, because I've always been curious about that it's. I don't know, I did it for that. I had heard of them, I liked the beat, and then I actually got to listening to the lyrics and I was like this is kind of tarded, so uh oh no, I meant like listen to the jehovah's witnesses, not deus oh, oh, yeah, no I I was like what the fuck is he?
Speaker 2:
talking about. They got nothing to say for me it's like what lyrics do they have?
Speaker 3:
they just had a game to be more current with the kids.
Speaker 2:
Let's just start fucking freestyling oh, join us, ye faithful, or some shit, I don't know. I think that's a christmas song.
Speaker 3:
Christmas, see, I get what you're doing there I guess I I don't even get what the fuck I'm doing here.
Speaker 2:
Right, it's one of those.
Speaker 3:
Welcome guys to our weekly tangent.
Speaker 2:
One of many tangents.
Speaker 3:
It happens every episode. It's not a Tales from Helheim episode If it doesn't start off with us talking random bullshit beforehand. Quintessential baby oh yeah, it's how we ease them into what the fuck we're about to show them. Uh, what Exactly? Quintessential baby oh yeah, that's how we ease them into what the fuck we're about to show them. Uh, what Exactly.
Speaker 2:
We're not showing anything.
Speaker 3:
Yes, we are. We're going to show them some cool stuff. Hey kid, you want to see some cool shit.
Speaker 2:
Well then, what cool shit are we showing?
Speaker 3:
We got some ghost stories for them today.
Speaker 2:
They're going to learn today.
Speaker 3:
Well, what are we?
Speaker 2:
learning. Explaname to me. Explaname, I don't watch that shit.
Speaker 3:
Well, I have a ghost story, do you?
Speaker 2:
I do, you do, I does. It's a well, not necessarily a ghost story, but it is an interesting story. A ghost freestyle, yes.
Speaker 3:
You want to go first?
Speaker 2:
Yeah, I can go first, All right, all right. Looking back at my life, I am flooded with memories of unexplainable events. I could literally write a chapter book of many of the strange things I've witnessed. That goes beyond a reasonable explanation, but I'll start with one and continue with more if anyone else is interested. I grew up in a one-story, three-bedroom house that had a big field in the backyard with woods to the side. I love this house in the woods. Despite all the weird experiences I've encountered, this particular experience is definitely in my top five, just because of the eeriness of the whole thing. I've experienced much stranger things, but this one is shorter. I'm not sure and I'm kind of being lazy in storytelling.
Speaker 2:
My mom worked nights, so that left my older brother to watch my younger brother and I. When my mom was gone, my younger brother and I would sit on her bed and watch TV in her room. It wasn't uncommon for us to fall asleep in her bed sometimes, like we did on this night. I passed out in the middle of a movie. I awoke a couple hours later and saw that my younger brother was fast asleep. I sat up and looked over the digital alarm clock displaying the time, 1.47 am in bright red lights, though with a literal blink of an eye it changed to 3.30 am.
Speaker 2:
My stomach dropped and an overwhelming feeling of fear came over me, not only because of the sudden missing time, but because of the change in energy I felt. Everything felt just off, a feeling I knew quite well because of the many experiences I've had before. There was an eerie, unexplainable feeling that settled over me, that only grew stronger when I suddenly heard what sounded like twenty wolves howling in the direction of the field behind my house. It was a noise I'd never heard before and haven't heard since, because there are no wolves in the area I live in, or coyotes Dogs, yes, but a whole pack of them. Thinking it could have just been a weird dream or something. Years later I was explaining what happened to my older brother, and that's when he let me know he heard the howling that night too. It's something that he remembers well Because of the creepy choir of howls is something you don't hear where I live, damn right well fuck that story all the way.
Speaker 3:
I don't want to drive home today you don't want to leave here at eight and get home at midnight no, because we're still recording and I'm not going to be leaving till like later and I'm not going to be leaving until like later, so I'm not going to be leaving until like 8.30-ish. Shit, it's possible. And it's a long drive in just the fucking desert. Fuck, why do I do this every time? From now on, we're recording these shits in the morning.
Speaker 2:
Right? Well then, let's see what terrifyingness you have.
Speaker 3:
Alright. Well, my story is called the eerie attic. Oh shit, yeah, I got this one from Reddit.
Speaker 2:
Nice, that's always a classic Yep. So ready, ready.
Speaker 3:
Freddie, a few years ago I moved to a one bedroom apartment in Melbourne, australia. They went on to recall it was my first time living on my own. The apartment block had been built in the 1930s. I'd been there for a few months. But I came home from work one day and went into the bathroom I saw something strange a wooden board which had covered a hole in the ceiling that led to a small attic space. It laid fracturing two pieces on the ground. I examined the piece. The board was an inch thick. It laid fracturing two pieces on the ground. I examined the piece. The board was an inch thick, a whole inch thick, my guy Damn.
Speaker 2:
That'd be some severely hard board to crack. I mean inch wood is fucking sturdy.
Speaker 3:
Yep, and they go on to say and it would have taken Bruce Lee to break it.
Speaker 2:
Oh, fuck yeah.
Speaker 3:
Yeah, so I thought the landlord had sent someone to work on the attic. I was frozen stiff with fear. Someone is up there for sure. I thought. I emailed the picture of the landlord asking if anyone had been there, with an undertone of annoyance, since she hadn't warned me. Her reply read please call me as soon as you're able to. Oh damn, I called and she explained that her last two tenants had said they had the same thing happen. She promised to replace the board and she did.
Speaker 3:
A month later I woke up one night around 4 am. My body was covered in goosebumps. I felt like someone was rubbing his or her hands on me. Everything was silent. But then I heard a dragging sound come from above my bed, as if someone was pulling a sack of potatoes. I froze, convinced someone was pulling a sack of potatoes. I froze, uh, convinced someone was up there. There was no way an animal could make that sound. After five minutes I woke up. After five minutes I worked up the courage to turn on the light, armed myself with a cricket bat and walked into the bath. The bathroom, that's when I saw the new board covering the hole was broken in two. I felt sick. The dragging sound had stopped, but I heard something else whispering. The sound was cleared and coming from the attic. It sounded like a children's voice and I could hear one sentence repeat over and over it's your turn, it's your turn.
Speaker 3:
I switched on every light in the apartment to make things feel normal. It was 5 am and dark outside. I watched TV and tried to unwind, and then a fuse blew. My pet Budgie, dexter, whom I kept in the kitchen, usually never made a sound at night, but he started squawking like he was being strangled. Oh Jesus, yeah, I'd never heard him make these sort of noises. He was screaming.
Speaker 3:
I grabbed my car keys, ran outside and sat in my car and waited there until the sun came up. When I saw people walking their dogs, this comforted me enough to go back in. When I saw people walking their dogs discomforted me enough to go back in. The front door was open, but I figured I might have forgotten to close it. When I ran out I went to the kitchen to check on Dexter, but he wasn't in his cage.
Speaker 3:
I felt sick again. All my windows were closed, so I looked everywhere inside. When I walked to the bathroom, I heard splashing. Dexter was half drowned in the toilet. I took him out, washed him and dried him. I was also confused. At 8am I called the landlord and gave her a watered-down version of the night. Oh wow, you heard the whispering too, she said. I stayed in the apartment for another 18 months. I heard the whispering on a few occasions and twice the boards covering the hole in the ceiling moved, although I live elsewhere now. The landlord recently called. She said the new tenants had begged to speak with me about some of the stuff that's been going on there. Forget it, that's their problem now, right?
Speaker 2:
Yeah, that's, yeah, that's the board. Break is the scary part.
Speaker 3:
Yeah, the board break.
Speaker 2:
Hearing voices and shit isn't bad, but but it's little kid voices, though.
Speaker 3:
to that I'd say, like, do like research on the fucking house to see like they had like dead kids die in there, like missing children, because if it's coming from the hole that's in, like in the attic yeah what if they, like, killed the kids. They hid the bodies in there.
Speaker 2:
I mean, yeah, they could have kids bodies, people's bodies, fucking yeah, they could have done a lot of weird shit but seeing that like it attacked the little bird, that's fucking crazy, though like it's not a nice spirit, oh no not at all, especially if it's going for a bird I mean I.
Speaker 3:
I'd get it if it was a pigeon, but no one has a pet pigeon it's a budgie yeah, whatever the fuck that is, it's a little bird, but that's crazy, though that's my theory at least. Well, that's my second theory. My first theory is it's a demon. Yeah, no such thing as ghost children, just demons.
Speaker 2:
Well, I don't even think it's that. I think it would just be a full-fledged demon mimicking a child's voice.
Speaker 3:
So you're more comfortable about uh, going in there and yeah, seeing what they mean, it's your turn. Yeah, it's your turn.
Speaker 2:
Like don't go, don't, don't fucking go near that hole now imagine if, uh, somehow the person that lost time was going and visiting them in some sort of weird spiritual way what the fuck it's crazy you never know, man.
Speaker 3:
There's a lot of stuff we don't know when it comes to the paranormal and all that kind of shit I swear to god, dude, if I moved into like a fucking place and then all that shit started happening, the landlord's like oh, you're hearing it too. I'd fucking throw hands with that landlord. Like you, let me move into a fucking haunted apartment. You didn't tell me shit yeah, like what the fuck is wrong with you?
Speaker 2:
that also threw me off like who? Who doesn't disclose that shit?
Speaker 3:
well, they're not gonna be like. I get it, I understand they're not gonna be like, oh, it's haunted. Because a lot of people will be like, oh, I don't believe in hauntings or ghosts or whatever, but there's a good amount of people that do believe in it and they're it's gonna harm your sales. I would like disclose him like hey, some people say it's haunted, but I don't believe that.
Speaker 2:
I just love to make their own fucking choices but to not tell them at all or just be like yeah, one day I was in here and I heard whispering, but it might have been a bad batch of weed that I smoked or some shit you know.
Speaker 3:
Yeah, yeah, I took a bad batch of mushrooms or. Like throw a joke in or something, but to fucking kind of lighten the mood on a fucking haunted apartment that you're about to move into, like give them the option to fucking move into that or not. Like don't fucking take that away from them. Yeah, a lot of people don't have that kind of respect. That's fucking stupid. They fucking pissed me off because that's exactly what happened to us. We lived on that apartment over there, yeah that's exactly what fucking happened.
Speaker 3:
Well, actually I can't tell, because I'm thinking it might be one of us that's haunted well, I mean, that's the same apartment that my cousin lived in.
Speaker 2:
That was haunted as fuck okay, then, never mind.
Speaker 3:
Then it's the fucking apartments, because a lot of shit happened there, dude, and it's fucking terrifying. We were just talking about this shit earlier. I was talking to your wife about the shit. If you guys have been listening for a while, I've talked about this like extensively, but for me, the scariest fucking like ghost thing still is, uh, I had walked out. I was like I want something like two in the morning. What was it around there? Yeah, and I'm like thirsty and I was. I was walking to like I was gonna go to the fridge and my room like when you walk out, it's a clear like shot of like the living room, the kitchen, you can see both, and I saw somebody like hunched over at the fucking like at the the fridge yeah and I was like oh, I thought it was you.
Speaker 3:
I thought you were like because your wife used to buy like these cool, like like fresh fruit drinks oh yeah, those are fucking, I thought you were drinking it like out of the gallon.
Speaker 3:
I was like, all right, I thought you were hunched over drinking it and I was there. I was like what is this second crazy guy doing? And I started walking like towards it and then, like it stops and it starts like it's like standing up, like extending itself, yeah, and it's like the same height as the fridge is. Like I mean, you're like six something, okay. And then it got taller than the fridge and started like getting like fucking almost touching the roof. I was like, oh, oh, I'm done. Fatality. Yeah, dude. I went back in my room. I I didn't fucking say anything, I didn't make a sound, I didn't fucking like try to take a picture or see what the fuck it was. I fucking went, I locked my door and I turned my TV and the fucking my Xbox on and I was just watching movies till like maybe four or five in the morning and then I fucking just crashed out. I four or five in the morning and then I fucking just crashed out.
Speaker 2:
I was fucking terrified. Yeah, it definitely sounds like it. I said I I never experienced anything weird there dude, I have a lot of shit.
Speaker 3:
I got something on video too. I remember I was watching a movie and I was alone in the house and I was looking at the door, like the light that comes through the door, and it looked like somebody's like fucking walking, like just pacing back and forth, and I have a recording of that shit too.
Speaker 3:
Oh nice, I'll show you at some point, I think you've shown me that yeah I'm just watching a movie, and this was like midday, which is fucking the worst when it happens during the day. Yeah, because you expect you at nine, you're like, oh, I'm safe during the day. Nope, whatever was in that apartment did not give a fuck, because they didn't terrify your daughter too at some point.
Speaker 2:
I don't know. I remember her waking up crying, I think one night, saying something about a monster.
Speaker 3:
No, she didn't say anything about a monster. She said there was a shadow or something that was scaring her in the kitchen or something. But she was small though.
Speaker 2:
Yeah, but I mean, kids are susceptible to that shit.
Speaker 3:
Oh, yeah, dude, they're very perceptive to the fucking other shit. It freaks me out them and fucking pets.
Speaker 2:
Yeah, yeah, when you have an animal that just stares and won't stop staring.
Speaker 3:
That's like what are you looking at?
Speaker 2:
stop it yeah, at that point, that's when you want to run and hide. Oh yeah, dude, that's fucking terrifying. Well, I'm gonna.
Speaker 3:
I said we cut it here because I do have to still drive home and I'm terrified. When you want to run and hide. Oh yeah, dude, that's fucking terrifying. Well, I'm going to. I said we cut it here because I do have to still drive home and I'm terrified.
Speaker 2:
We can do that, there's like no light on the fucking drive home Right.
Speaker 3:
So thank you all for joining, coming out, listening, watching our non-live livestream Yep yep, I like how we're being a little still a little bit more consistent with it, like, yeah, we did it a lot later today, but we still got an episode out.
Speaker 2:
Yeah, that's the way to do it man.
Speaker 3:
Thank you guys for stopping by and we'll see you guys next time in Helheim. Bye. Thank you.