Creepy Forest/Dog running off/Scary tale?

[TakeMeToKernow]

AIBU to ask someone to please direct me to the CREEPIEST story I’ve ever heard on MN, about someone who was house sitting in a forest and then a dog got out... if you’ve read the story, you’ll know it. Much to my OH’s annoyance I was up till about 1am trawling the woo threads in Classics but couldn’t find it 😫

@Nutrigrainygoodness

I remember reading that and being terrified. Wasn't it a fake though?

Yep. I don't know why MN thinks it's the scariest thing ever

I was gutted when we didn't get the update to the molly and Tristan one... I really wanted to believe that.

I’ll add my own story, while we wait for boy in the disco…

DH and I lived in a 1960s estate. It was part council, part privately owned. It was a mix of residents - lots of young couples but also lots of elderly and frail neighbours and some neighbours with mental health and addiction problems. It was quite normal to see the police or ambulances on the estate and sadly we knew of a few neighbours that died whilst we were there.

We were in a ground floor flat and they are all single units opening onto a shared living space. We’d been to IKEA for some flat pack and after we built it, we bundled up the packaging to take it to the communal waste bin. I took the plastic bits and some other household rubbish, DH took the cardboard at the same time so the flat was empty.

The general rubbish bin was closer to our flat, so I got back to our door first. I opened the door and heard the piano playing. It wasn’t playing a tune but different keys were being hit continuously. I froze. I like to think I’m an independent woman but there was no way I was stepping back in that flat without DH.

I’m standing outside the front door listening to the piano as DH comes back from the recycling. As he sees me, he gives me a puzzled look because I haven’t gone back in the flat. I grab his arm and make the silent, panicked, wide-eyed stare into the flat with a nod of ‘you hear that don’t you?’. DH grows cautious straight away, so I’m not just hearing things, he can hear it too. I’m not sure if that’s better or worse. He goes into the flat first and I follow tucked in behind his shoulders towards the living room where the piano was. The keys on the piano were still being hit.

At the threshold to the living room, DH’s shoulders relax instantly. At this, I peek around DH’s shoulders and see the neighbour’s bloody cat walking across the piano keys with a self-satisfied look on its face. Little bugger had snuck in behind us as we closed the flat door and definitely knew what it was doing heading straight to the piano. DH evicted the cat and I’ve never hated an animal so much in my life.

Sorry, mine isn’t really woo! I hope nobody is disappointed but at least you can sleep after reading mine.

@CovidCorvid

I was gutted when we didn't get the update to the molly and Tristan one... I really wanted to believe that.

Come on, though — that read like someone just hadn’t thought it through first. Something mysterious and horrible attacks the DH in the snow at night in a blizzard and he’s carried unconscious to the main house, whereupon, despite his obvious fear and trauma, they meekly go home and don’t mention it at all for a year, until Tristan writes that he has mysterious information to disclose if they come back...?

I’ve searched for the boy in the disco one and think this is it?

“In the late 1970s/early 1980's the place to go was TOTS (Talk of The south), which was a Disco in Southend on sea.

We used to go every week.

I started to notice a young man with blond hair. He was always alone and always stood not far from the bar. I would catch his eye and he would stare back but it felt very uncomfortable. He didn't smile back which was very odd as back then I was a gorgeous young thing! ;)

He was there every week and although I was having a riot of a time with my girl friends, I did start to look out for him. No one else appeared to notice him as we were all having such a great time.

He was always dresses the same in shirt and trousers. He wasn't fashionable but he wasn't unfashionable. He was good looking and had a very clear complexion and wavy blond hair.

I chat to anyone but I always had the feeling of being fearful of him and not to approach.

I suppose I just got used to seeing him there.

Fast forward nearly twenty years later and my disco days were long over and my then partner who was in the music business told me that he had to meet someone at the former TOTS. I think there was a name change and instead of a disco it was now a nightclub.

I decided to go with him to see how much it had changed inside.

We got there and off he went to meet this chap, it was only a quick chat.

I strolled around, feeling rather out of place amongst the pretty young things and then wham! Straight in front of me about ten feet away was the boy/man I used to see all of those years ago!

Everything around me seemed to fade away and I could not tear my eyes away from him. He was angry, very angry I could feel his anger and I felt terrified. I was fixed to the spot and I cannot find the words to describe just how petrified I was.

I felt as if I was in grave danger. This young man, perfectly ordinary looking was exactly the same as I'd seen him before. He hasn't aged and his hair and clothes were the same.

All of a sudden, the world started rushing back into view and I could see and hear everything going on around me, I spun around and knew I had to get out of there as soon as I could. Thankfully my now ex had finished with the bloke he had to meet and I tugged on his arm to get us out of there.

I have no idea what or why I saw this young man and why he should be so menacing.

Another poster did suggest that a teenager had been run over and killed nearby but it doesn't explain why this presence would want to scare the crap out of me!

He was so scary because he was so normal looking and whatever it was about him had the power to give off the very strong vibe of anger and danger.”

@austrian @HarryDavidj

I was out walking with the ex husband, older kids and daughter in the pushchair. I had hold of our small dogs extendable lead. Walking in broad daylight through a small patch of ancient woodland that’s been left as a nature reserve. The dog rushed into the trees barking his head off so I started following in, gathering up the lead, and inside the bushes I come face to face with a man standing there. Start apologising about the dog, feel really embarrassed, go to turn away and realise that it’s not actually a man but a humanoid shape, so black and dark it’s actually an absence of light pretending to be a human. All the hairs on my body are standing on end. It’s literally two feet away from me, then it just vanished in front of my eyes. I came crashing out of the trees terrified, gathered everyone up and said we need to leave NOW. This was 20 years ago and I’ve never been back there.

There was one a while back with a wam who's husband at the time, had bought a flat abroad (can't remember where) she got up to use the toilet and something happened, maybe scratching at the door, or she couldn't get the door open, something. Whatever it was scared her and due started shouting her dh. When he finally came, he said he had vaguely heard her but could also feel herying in bed cuddled into him, so thought he was dreaming. It wasn't until after he told her he saw a small woman with really long hair in the hallway, who had disappeared into another room and the door slammed shut.
She said she her ex never sold the property on, but didn't think he had ever gone back.

I'm obviously not telling it properly, but that terrified me.

The dog went mental, snarling and snapping towards the harp and then all the DC started crying and saying "I don't like this". I didn't like it either but I convinced them that everything was fine and harps often make noises by themselves.hmm
And you still live there @Serin?! That's a great story, do the kids remember?

The ghost in the mill thinned office was gripping. It was a troll but I don’t mind. It was probably 8 years ago.

@DobbyTheHouseElk

The ghost in the mill thinned office was gripping. It was a troll but I don’t mind. It was probably 8 years ago.

Was it deleted? The author had a good grasp of pacing and suspense while retaining basic plausibility.

I can’t remember. It was so well written. It was enjoyable to read. I may be wrong but I thought it may have been a sock puppet/name change. There used to be a poster who wrote really well. Had many name changes. No idea if they are still here. I doubt it because I haven’t read a good thread in yonks.

The boy in the disco IS weird!! It must have been a popular place: did anyone else remember him?

@NOTANUM

The boy in the disco IS weird!! It must have been a popular place: did anyone else remember him?

Maybe he was the OP’s own personal glowering disco ghost, visible only to her...?

I have to say that what amuses me about that one is trying to imagine a sufficiently ‘neutral’ shirt and trousers and haircut that would not have looked hilariously out of place in a club in the late 70s and c. 2000.

@DobbyTheHouseElk, you could be right about the sock-puppet thing — I can’t remember the circumstances of the deletion, but think it was deleted, and given that no one can have felt outraged enough by its fairly low-key, possibly supernatural claims to report it as a troll, something else obviously happened.

@baroqueandblue - That was fab!

@InTheNightWeWillWish - great ending!

@CovidCorvid I remember that one too, I'm sure that the OP described the sound as the 'paws' of the thing pounded on the ground as it ran.

Sure there was another one, a bit similar where the OP said a thing jumped over a wall into a field and was circling them.

Must say I roll my eyes at all these things but did anyone follow the “Dear David” story on Twitter? Freaked me right out even though I knew it was fiction

Think this is a full archive
wakelet.com/wake/e6275d03-7bce-4789-9961-f3a04723cc71

[quote SinkGirl]Must say I roll my eyes at all these things but did anyone follow the “Dear David” story on Twitter? Freaked me right out even though I knew it was fiction

Think this is a full archive
wakelet.com/wake/e6275d03-7bce-4789-9961-f3a04723cc71[/quote]
OMG! I'm not usually such a baby but I noped out when he was zooming in on the photos. Not today, evil ghost-child 🤣

@BlueTriskel wondering now if it was a banned poster.

[quote DobbyTheHouseElk]@BlueTriskel wondering now if it was a banned poster.[/quote]
See, I’m happy with banned posters who can tell a good story. I mean, as long as it’s about something harmless, obviously.

What was the Tristan & Molly story?

I would have no idea how to find it again, @ChrissyPlummer, and I can't even remember if it was a thread of its own, or a contribution to a general 'woo' thread, but it was from an OP who said she and her husband were travelling back home from somewhere (maybe in Scotland?) and got snowbound. They called to a nearby house which turned out to have new 'camping pods' (there was an animated discussion of what exactly these were) owned by a helpful couple called Tristan and Molly, who allowed them to stay in one overnight. The OP woke up in the night in their pod to find her husband gone, discovered him outside in the snow, possibly screaming (or she'd been woken up by screaming and he was now unconscious and injured?) carried him up to the house with a helpfully-on the scene Tristan, who took the DH off to shower and dress. I can't remember what the DH said -- but not much, possibly something about an appearance by a man with a gun? Then for some reason, the OP and her husband went home and never discussed the incident again, until a year later when Tristan and Molly invited them to stay again, and said they had information about what had happened which for some reason they couldn't put in a letter. And rather than saying 'No, thanks, we're not going back to the Bates Motel Camping Pods', they were all set to return. But I think the OP flounced, because people were laughing.

From what I remember the OP was strongly pushing for a supernatural explanation (or implying that what eventually 'explained' it) was supernatural, but people kept pointing out that if your husband was attacked by something in the snow and the owner of the remote house suddenly appeared to 'help' from a distance in the middle of a night time snowstorm, your first instinct would probably be that said owner was possibly more likely to be involved in the attack than a passing camping pod ghost, and not meekly let him take your husband off alone upstairs...

I think I remember it because it really didn't hang together at all.

The boy in the disco doesn't really do it for me. Sorry!

I really like stories where people leave the room and then come back in and find things piled up in mysterious ways, or something they have lost just appears suddenly. The above story of the humanoid thing is also great!

Jezebel scary stories (annual Halloween blogs) are great if anyone needs pointing to some more.

The dog in the woods story is very similar to 'woman in black'

Anybody who finds it scary needs to have a word with themselves

It's a made up story and not remotely frightening