Presence of evil

[beachcitygirl]

Aibu to ask if you've ever felt yourself in the presence of evil. Following on from
The intuitiion thread.

I once met a friend of my ex in a coffee shop. The man was nothing but civil & friendly. Soft spoken & was an ex police officer. My then husband was there also.
I went to the loo & spent ages as something about him made me feel afraid. I stress it was just a feeling. Zero untoward behaviour.
Many years later he was arrested & found guilty of violent rape.

Has anyone else ever sensed evil? (For want of a better word)

@Pawprintpaper

There was an experiment on tv when a psychologist I think (or maybe tv doctor) passed around a jumper, people were happy to touch it/put it on until he said it belonged to a murderer (it didn’t). Everyone was really creeped out about it, said it had an evil vibe etc. the power of suggestion is quite powerful (although I do also believe evil exists, maybe not in the same way).

See I’d have failed that experiment from the off because I’d refuse to be putting on anyone else’s jumper for no reason! who are these people who just happily put on a jumper because someone told them to?

I don't know that I would describe it as evil, but I once assessed a young client who made me and my colleague both feel uneasy and wary, but we couldn't say why.

We went back to the agency that referred him to us, and got more background. It transpired that he had a youth offending officer, so we spoke to them and on the basis of what they told us, decided the client was too high risk for our project.

Three years later, I'd forgotten all about him, until one day there was an item on the local news about a murder conviction. The defendants' names rang a bell and I checked the database when I got to work.

One of them was the client we'd declined, he and another lad had kicked and stomped a shopkeeper to death and been convicted of murder. His co-defendant was the son of another client.

They were only 19, the pair of them.

It gave me the heebies to think I could have been lone working with that young man though.

[quote whiteworldgettingwhiter]**@52andblue* - One (I later learned) has a reputation for being evil*

🙄 What does this even mean?![/quote]
I might be thinking of a person who was convicted of paying a gang to attempt to murder a business rival & who threatened & physically attacked other subordinates & some 'girlfriends' (aka 'evil' in my book).
This person is still alive (just goodled it) & poss still litigious so I'd rather not say who (unlikely they'd be reading /care but who knows!)

I met them on 3 occasions before I knew this (I was quite young, it was 'old news' then) & I found them intense & a fairly 'menacing'.

evil and dread - downstairs at a pub in the city but in toilets - found out afterwards it used to be cloisters for monastery.

also in toilets (ha same thing!) in a building in Canterbury - said to be where Knights Templar were plotting to kill I think Thomas a Beckett.

Animals, and particularly dogs, are very perceptive. They can hear and smell things that we can't. Sometimes I think they can see things as well, my cats certainly seem to!!

The first time I went to my sisters house and she showed me around. When we went to the top floor, I got a really weird feeling of terror. I went downstairs, told her I loved the house and have never been up to that floor again.

Don't know about evil, but you do occasionally meet someone who just gives off bad vibes.

I knew a bloke at college, us girls didn't like to be around him, but the boys would say, "he's a bit weird but he's harmless". They were shocked when he was convicted for raping an underage girl, we were not.

@Summerhouse1998

We were staying in East Sussex a few years ago, and my husband decided to go for a walk up to Beachy Head. When he returned he was really quiet. I asked him if everything was ok and he said "No, I've just had the most awful experience". Let me first of all say my husband is an atheist, doesn't believe in evil spirits, ghosts, afterlife etc. He said that as he walked up there he got the most overwhelming feeling of gloom, could feel something oppressive in the air. He said there were crosses near the cliff edge marking where people had committed suicide, as he got a little nearer to the edge (but within a safe distance) this voice kept shouting "jump, jump, jump" (he was the only person there at the time) He made a quick exit out of there, said he'd never experienced anything like it and couldn't explain it, but it absolutely put the wind up him....

@Summerhouse1998 - if you google Beachy Head this is quite common apparently...

I went there a couple of times but my first time it was a hot sunny day and I was a bit shocked to see there were no barriers there and I was depressed following a horrendous work bullying incident. I felt it would be very easy to just jump/drop off the edge of the cliff but of course I didn't do that and we walked away from there to the nearest pub for lunch! Having said that, I wouldn't like to be there alone.

There is something (unintentionally) hilarious about this thread.

Lots of “ooh that Mr Goggings who used to live at no 32. I always thought there was something demonic about the way he used to rattle the milk bottles when he put them out at night, then they found all those Boy Scouts buried under his patio!”

@Fluffycloudland77

Twice. Once when I had to treat a prisoner handcuffed to two prison officers with another two officers acting as guards and once when a patient held me hostage in a clinic room who’d recently been released from prison. I talked my way out of it, it was close to closing time and I was lone working.

I don’t know if he wanted to hurt me or rape me but it was very frightening. I rearranged the clinic room so the clinician was always next to the door and the manager moaned about it.

Fuck you Michelle, and fuck your frumpy hair do too.

Bloody hell, that must have been scarey.

We have all our interview rooms arranged so that there's a desk between client and door and we're near the door. And we do the same if we're doing assessments anywhere off-premises, too.

Yes, I have.
The Evil bastard who murdered my dd.
I hated him from the moment I met him.
The next girlfriend after dd he killed her dog and left it on her doorstep.
Every Cloud, he died 4 years after he Murdered my beautiful girl. Unfortunately, no one murdered him he died of a drug overdose.
I hope every day he rots in hell.

@ParkheadParadise

I've met Jimmy Savile as a child (through charity work me and my class were invited to watch his show being filmed) and didn't get a strange vibe as such off him.

Close friend of my nana danced with Krays at Catford Dog Track (greyhound stadium) as a teenager/young woman and said they were both charming and polite.

I think some people are more subconsciously perceptive to others' body language, tone, eyes, language, facial muscle movement, smell, personal space use, appripriateness etc etc. I perceive tiny things that others don't, not obvious things like what they are wearing, I don't care about that. I think I'm a pretty good judge of character. There have been countless times that friends or colleagues have eventually found someone so creepy, or so annoying, or so sly, and I usually think "I thought that about them the moment we met". (I keep my opinions to myself though because a) it's not polite and b) experience tells me people who don't initially see it, don't like hearing about it. Until it affects them personally of course.

Many years ago I was on the DLR in London, going to work as usual. The carriages have large windows at the ends so you sit facing the people in the next carriage.

I sat down in one of the end seats and immediately felt uncomfortable. I looked up and a man was sitting in the next carriage, facing me. He wasn’t looking at me or behaving strangely in any way but I felt absolute dread. I could almost feel my ‘self’ trying to burrow down inside me so that it could hide from him. The relief when he left the train a few stops later was overwhelming and I was still shaky when I reached my stop about 15 minutes later.

I don’t know who he was or if he ever did anything bad but I never want to see him again.

@MorningStarling

In a tunnel at Newhaven Fort. You walk down steps into the tunnel, fine. Walk along the tunnel, fine until there's a very evil presence. If you walk past it the atmosphere suddenly lightens again, but at some point you have to turn back and walk through it again to get out.

Its been a long time since I have been there, but not sure I ever noticed that?

A house I use to live in, my bf at the time DF owned it. All the stairs were boarded up apparently the upstairs hadn’t been lived in for years. The dads friend died while working on the house and other things happened. The house was really old, it was part of a row of houses built with a big church facing us that had also been abandoned for years.

Anyway it was definitely haunted, I grew up in old houses and fully believe some are haunted or have presences. So many weird things happened here from unusual feelings, voices being hear, loud bangs, things moving, all experienced by different people at different times, some non believers. We looked after his parents dogs when they went on holiday and they were too scared to go upstairs, they would growl and bark up the stairs all the time. There was what I call a nice spirit that when she was around we could smell coal burning (no coal fire), other people felt her too. One night I was dosing off on the sofa with Patsy Cline on the stereo and I swear I could hear someone singing along to her. She would always be felt in the sitting room. I believe she was the old lady who died in the house before my ex’s dad bought it.

Anyway to the evil, there was definitely something evil in that house, every time I was in the shower I could feel it watching me, by bf felt it too.

At one point we rented the spare room, the one we heard noises come from to my bfs cousin. Within a week there was black mould growing up the walls, banging at all times of day and night. The cousin moved out in 3 weeks. Literally the mould stopped growing. The mould was nothing to do with the house, it had been completely gutted before we moved in. Eventually we moved and bfs dad sold it. You can see the back of the house and the back room from a main road in my home town, even to this day over 25years later, it gives me the creeps when I pass it, I can’t look at it.

About 16 years ago my DH and I visited Changi prison in Singapore
We were accompanied by my daughter and granddaughter who was about two at the time. Within a very short time my granddaughter who was not a crier, started to cry dreadfully and would not be pacified.
My DH apologised to one of the guides, who said "not to worry, it happened all the time with young children". She stated that the evil that had taken place there, remained in the atmosphere and they believed young children could still sense it. I believe the prison now has lots of items to entertain children and perhaps distract them.

Of course evil exists!

Read a history book fgs, watch the news!!

For me, personally, stone henge felt....malevolent. very glad to leave.

Man I know who leads a local community organisation I'm part of - total pillar of the community type, everyone says how lovely he is, has got loads of kids, lovely wife etc etc etc - but from the very second I first met him I was repulsed by him. He's never been anything but lovely to me but literally every time I see him the word 'paedophile' just appears in my head. It's the most bizarre thing in the world. I've never responded to anyone like it. It's actually made me pull back from going to events and participating in the group as much I would like to because I feel that uncomfortable around him, and I also feel uncomfortable about my probably (hopefully) entirely baseless beliefs about him - I mean it's really hard to do small talk with someone while a voice in your head is shouting 'paedophile!' on repeat...

Unlike others obviously he's not been 'found out' or anything like that so I can't even claim it's intuition. It just makes me feel a bit nuts to be honest!

I worked in a mental health setting, there were people who had committed murder and other violent crime, I never felt frightened except with one patient. I was in a room one day and he walked in and he was between me and the door. I was terrified. He did nothing, he just terrified me.

Yes, I have, and so did a random man who warned me!

I was on a train station platform about 9pm heading home on my own. Not paying attention to anything. A young man came up to me and said there was a man further down the platform watching me and acting weirdly

How was this you feeling a presence of evil? It’s very clearly a case of someone behaving oddly and others noticed- which is normal.

I think people need to define their terms.

When they say “evil doesn’t exist” what do they mean?

I suspect they mean supernatural evil, evil as a force.

Psychopathic acts and people exist nonetheless. How would we describe the Holocaust or Stalin if not with the term “evil”?

@ParkheadParadise I hope he does too.

I left home when I was seventeen and rented a house from a farmer that was in the middle of nowhere. I got a dog of a breed I had wanted since I was a young child but had no drivers license. I was able to take my dog to work so we used to walk 2.2 miles to the bus stop to get to work.
The walk was along a single track road. There were no houses, just the farm I rented from.
There was one section of the road that felt awful. My dog, who would normally run ahead and stand and wait for me to catch up, was always glued to me throughout this section. It was only about 50m of road but the feeling that someone that hated me had their face right by my face was appalling. It didn't matter if it was day or night, the feeling was the same but obviously in winter in the dark it felt much worse. Even when I passed my test and drove past it, it still gave me the friggin heebies.
Years later I looked at this section on a map and among the trees there, there is a pond that I didn't know about but I'm sure some dark deed occurred there at some point.